The other day I realized my original blog, "Mezcla del Dia" was becoming way more of a mezcla than I ever intended...
My intentions of creating a travel journal to share with friends and family while studying abroad evolved into a continuance of trivial story telling and random epiphanies. I found I enjoyed blogging well after returning to the U-S-of-A and even more, that some of my friends enjoyed reading my insignificant postings. In order to keep my Spain travel-logs from being lost underneath a pile of irrelevant posts, I created a a second page dedicated to the present adventure in which I attempt to figure out my true identity as the student/future teacher/shopaholic/grammarian/party goer/over-under achiever /indecisive and hypocritical female that I am.
Welcome to my new blog.
please come back often, comment frequently, and leave behind as much sparkle as possible.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
This morning didn't feel like Valentine's Day. I finally got out of bed after hitting the snooze button three times, and turned on my phone to a text from my Valentine: "Happy Valentines Day!!!!!"
After a brief "thnx babe you too" correspondence, the early-morning texting rapport ended. And I left to class, not to hear from Christopher until around 10:00 pm, again, via text.
This is the first year in four consecutive years to not be with loverboy on V-day. Sure I was mildly depressed seeing happy couples walking hand in hand on this unusually beautiful 60-degree February day, but I really can't complain. You see, Chris treats me everyday like most boys only do on Valentine's Day. I didn't receive any roses in the mail today, because last month he sent me a bouquet just because it was Tuesday. Last week he sent me a gift I had my eye on for months, and my favorite recent picture of us in a beautiful frame. He's the best.
Not to mention, I didn't have much time to feel lonely today; I talked with the main man in my life (Daddy) while walking across campus, and I spent my afternoon with my adorable yellow-roomers. Man do those guys know how to love. I was greeted with uncountable hugs, 'i love yous,' and homemade Valentines.
"Ms. Yelencsics I made you a card. Because I love you and that's what you do for people you love on Valentine's Day." --yellow-roomer. Why can't everyone put so eloquently into words what they are feeling? Why do we forget how to express our love once we graduate kindergarten? It's amazing to me how much love can fit inside those tiny little bodies.
-The Valentine I received from my yellow-room friend
"Paul Prudhomme in the kitchen and Dr. John on the stereo! Life is good."
- Mom's Facebook Status; 11:30am Superbowl Sunday.
I don't get homesick often when I am at school, but today, I'm feeling it. Sundays are my absolute favorite day of the week, whether I'm at home in NJ or with my girlfriends in CP. However, during football season, Sundays are something special in the company of my family, dad's cooking, and my leather sofa.
One of my favorite playoff memories... 2007 NFC champ game - Giants v. Packers. All of my favorite people in one room: Pop, Chris, BFFs C&B, Aunt BooBoo&co, Mom&Dad, Vitales <3
2011 seems like a good year to make attainable and indelible resolutions. Past years I unoriginally jumped on the “eat healthy and work out more” or “keep my room clean” bandwagons which I more so forgot rather than followed by mid-February. Being that I am posting my resolutions to my public diary, I hope it (as well as my followers) will stand as a permanent reminder to stay true to my promises. Speaking of which, the perfect lead into my first resolution:
1. Write more.
...whether it be in blog, poem, note, or story form, I need to find time for this hobby that truly makes me happy. Writing completely overwhelms me with a sense of pure satisfaction. Take note that 2011 will unquestionably be noted.
2. Run more.
... OK so I shamelessly fall once again upon the healthy habit bandwagon. But this time with a more defined goal: 2011 will see at least one 10K race, and after, the training for a half-marathon
3. Discover my “something interesting.”
... and own it. Recently I was asked to proclaim a “really really interesting fact” about myself for the Group Fitness bulletin board. What should be a simple task turned into an interrogation of my closest friends only to find what I already knew: my life (thus far) is not bulletin board interesting. Yes I have my quirks, but is there something I accomplished in my twenty years interesting enough that people would want to read it? So far, I think not. A wise woman once said, “You’ve got to ignite the light, and let it shine. Just own the night, like the fourth of July.” I will take this advice, ignite the spark inside of me, and strive for a 2011 composed of many Fourths-of-July.
Last night, Christine, Emily, Lauren and I exchanged gifts. I can officially cross number 1 off my Christmas Wish List!!! Thanks Laur! I can't wait for January 1st to start listing ...
Of course I snuck a few peaks ahead in my agenda, and came across a week that asks me to "List places you would like to see in your home city." There are MANY places I still need to visit in my two urban backyards (NYC and DC) but after this past weekend I can cross one place off my DC list: Ben's Chili Bowl. This hole-in-the-wall restaurant located on U Street is frequented by Bill Cosby and President Obama and is notoriously home of the best Chili in the nation. Ashley, John, Kelly, Sam and I took a drive last Friday to find out for ourselves. Complete with blaring Motown music, bowls of spicy chili, loud servers ,and a car load of indigestion, our experience was one to remember. The chili was more than worth the $5 and a side of heart burn, and I definitely plan on returning.
On another note, the Yellow Room got a pet last week. It's a female, gray-faced, furry white hamster. For the past week it has remained unnamed, due to the grueling process of narrowing down a list with twice the amount of names on it than there are students in the class. Today was the final vote. The final four nominations standing:
Little Snow Flake
Drumroll please ....
It was a very close race, but there was a winner by one vote. And the newest addition to the Yellow Room can now be called "Little Sweetheart." The children are SO excited about Little Sweetheart. Unfortunately, Little Sweetheart has "Wet Tail" syndrome (aka the runs) which can apparently be fatal in hamsters. Even more unfortunately, Little Sweetheart is apparently the only gray-faced, furry-white hamster within 30 miles of the CYC.
I can't say whether Little Sweetheart will make a miraculous return or not ... but I can assure you I'm glad I won't be there for the next five weeks to find out.
On to my next list of things to do: Final Exams. I'm two down, two to go.
Wish me luck!