Fine, fine time

1)Name the Things You Have Bought Today:
- I had coffee for breakfast, a chicken quesadilla for lunch, various beverages, a slice of mushroom pizza for dinner.

2)Name Four Drinks You Regularly Drink:
-- Water, coffee, tea, juice.

3)Last Time You Cried ?
-- Tuesday, while reading a book

4)What's In Your CD Player ?
-- I haven't been using my CD player lately. The Avenue Q soundtrack is playing on my iPod.

5)What's Under Your Bed ?
-- Piano pieces, shoes, Christmas cards for next year, my rollerblades, and I suspect a lot more.

6)Time You Wake Up Today?
-- 7:30

7)Current hair:
-- Long. I need at least 15 inches for Locks of Love.

8)Current Clothes?
-- Blue reversible striped tank, chiffon blouse with yellow tulip print, chocolate brown slacks, khaki blazer

9)Current Desktop Picture?
-- Me and Rocs at the recollection seven years ago.

10)Current Worry?
-- Tomorrow's month-end and I want to get to work by 9 am, but I have to watch Ashes of Time tonight and I'm procrastinating by blogging!

11)Current Hate?
-- One of my toes is bleeding. No sign of wound. (?)

12)Favorite Places To Be?
-- Battery Park, at a diner eating a huge breakfast on Saturday mornings, Alexander Hamilton's grave

13)Least Favorite Place?
-- subway stations at 2 am

14)If You Could Play An Instrument, what would it be?
-- I play some instruments, but I would love to learn to play the cello.

15)Favorite Color(s)?
-- green

16)How Tall Are You?
-- 5'1''

17)Current Favorite Word/s?
-- Cool, Estas seguro?, True

18)One wish that came true:
-- That my three-day class would be fun

19)Favorite Day?
-- Friday

20)Where Would You Like To Go Right Now?
-- I'd really like to go to bed

21)Where Do you want to live when you get married?
-- Probably in the suburbs

22)Favorite foods?
-- Currently, Jamaican beef patties, desserts at Serendipity

23)Color of most clothes you own:
-- white, black, green

24)Number of pillows you sleep w/?
-- 3

25)What do you wear when you go to sleep?:
-- Pajamas

26)What were you doing 12AM last night:
-- Talking to friends and eating cheesecake

27)How old will you be in 10 yrs:
-- 34. Whoa.

28)What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years?
-- Working hard

29)Do you have braces?
-- Not anymore.

30)Are you paranoid?!
-- I can be.

31)Do you burn or tan?
-- Midway between burn and tan.

32)what is the brand of your wallet?
-- Kenneth Cole

33)Your alarm clock?
-- Aiwa

34)Your phone?
-- Nokia

35.)your bag?
-- My favorite spring bag is from Gap,

36)t.v?
-- Sony

37)First real memory of something?
-- lying on a hammock with pillows on our porch in Sagay

38)First screen name?
-- Hobbes

39)First piercing/tattoo?
-- Ears.

40)First enemy?
-- Yikes, the boys who lived across the street who used to tease my sister and I because we were so much fatter than they were.

41)Last library book checked out?
-- I haven't checked out a library book in a long time. I've been rereading Jessica Zafra's Twisted books.

42)Last person you yelled at?
-- I don't usually yell.

43)Last crush?
-- This guy from my class who always tied his answers to the day's topic.

44)Last CD/song played?
-- There's a Fine, Fine Line (between love and a waste of time)

45)Last fud you ate?
-- Pizza

46)Last annoyance?
-- I couldn't find my metrocard in my mess of a bag and missed the train.

47)Last disappointment?
-- I thought I didn't articulate myself well enough in class.

48)Last thing written by hand?
-- Worksheet in class.

49)Last words spoken?
-- Good night

50)Last ice cream eaten?
-- Mango. I think I'll have some now.

Pulling taffy

To the person who wrote "Man, what is happening to your writing" in the comments page three times (I'm sorry easyspace and yaccs suck), I have this to say:

Dude, I don't know.

I just haven't felt like writing that much lately. Well, that's not entirely true. I've been writing constantly in my journal, mostly detailed accounts of my day - with mundane facts like what size caramel macchiato I had or what the cute Asian guy said to me in the elevator. Basically, my journal looks like it did ten years ago.

My short bout with angsty depression is over. Nothing that a little shopping trip can't cure. There's a new Daffy's in the Financial District and I found not one, not two, but three cute little dresses that I just might not return.

I've always found it easy to recover. In senior year high school I failed a Physics exam and felt that surely, the world was going to end. I locked myself in the girls' bathroom with a compass, not entirely sure what I was planning to do. I mean, I wasn't going to stab myself with it; it was rusty. So I sat on the floor for about half an hour and cried, then I went to the cafeteria and had a chocolate bar, and I was okay. Deep down, we're all drama queens.

That's not to say that what I, or anybody else for that matter, was depressed about was insignificant. It's good to wallow, and at that moment what one feels is genuine and may even be necessary. But life goes on bra.

This week-end, I went to a cousin's cousin's fourteenth birthday. Three years ago, we took JR to see Lord of the Rings. We were late for the screening and didn't have time to get dinner, so we got 11-year-old JR M&M's from the vending machine to tide him over. It turns out he was allergic to peanuts. Now, he is taller and can take care of himself, thank you. At the party, I teased him mercilessly until he finally asked me to dance. I feel like a proud mom.

Tomorrow, I am going to a management training class, probably with a bunch of AVPs and ATs. I'll probably be the youngest in the class, or the only one without a title. There'll be play-acting and case study discussions and lots of group work. Eww. Maybe I won't even make it to the class. I'm terrified I'll come in two minutes late and the door will be locked and I'd have to knock, or maybe I'll take the wrong train or go to the wrong building.

Obla-di, obla-da.