The Perks of Being a Cuban.

Im taking care of a dog. Im not a big dog person, even though Casey is very cute. This is my first day with her and I'm really not sure what to do with her. Oh well

I like to sleep. But I usually feel like so much time is wasted after I wake up. I try to wake up by 9 AM because I like having a morning, an afternoon, and a night even though I go to bed at around 4 AM. Now my eyes are getting heavy and I feel very sleepy/goofy/lethargic. Its hard to describe in engliish, i always say that I feel like "no tengo animo." I wonder what would happen if I napped now?

I'm watching 7th Heaven out of boredom, and it's putting me to sleep even more. The writing is horrible and the maajority of the episode has been dubbed so the words are a bit off due to poor postproduction. It's a very bad show. Luckily its been 23 minutes in an they still have not mentioned their overzealous religious attitude. Again-- I'm a Catholic but hate people who wear it on their sleeve. Can't stress that enough

I was teriffied as my father called me downstairs to look at my report card. My hands and legs were shaking. For the past few weeks since exams began I had been setting myself up for the worst possible scenario and had set myself up in my mind as a St Peters Prep flunk-out.
I meet him downstairs with a wary nervous grin to his ear to ear smile. I knew everything was alright. My heart still beating fast I take that piece of paper in y hands and see the beautiful 72 next to chemistry. I want to marry Mr Lagerstrom, that wonderful man passed me!

The days are beginning to string together in a seemingly endless pattern of sitting, eating, and watching terrible shows on MTV. Summer truly is a very boring thing. Even reading has become too difficult, as it is so much easier to sit and play Gold Miner. I need something to do. Something that will occupy my time and make me less of a slothy lazy pile of Cuban skin and bones. Perhaps I'll begin writing. That way I will be more comfortable come Creative writing time. I've always wanted to write but I still am at a loss as to what to write about. I've got interests and ideas in my head that, when formulated properly, could turn out to be wonderful stories. But I've never had the focus to do it , and do it properly. I even have an idea of a teenager who spends the whole short story talking about the difficulties of writing a short story. Ah! Irony! These many ideas sound great, hilarious, moving, poignant, and engaging in my head, however all those feelings as of yet have not transcended onto paper. Help me !

I haven't slept. Didn't I say that summer was sleep time? nah. I like having 4 hours of sleep a day and walking around zombified and hazy. I get so goofy without sleep, its so much fun! Hmm. I'm goofy!

This summer, I suspect will be spent reading and watching DVDs, as TV will be in reruns. A Confederacy of Dunces, Finding Manana, On the Road.... I need more books. Any suggestions? Dan, don't give me any crappy suggestions like that bad book with the dog. Karrie, no British lit, except if its like Sir Gawain

School is finally over for the year and I couln't be happier about this lon ganticipated break! I'm finally done! done done done!!!!!!
What kind of idiot goes to school 2 days after school is over with? The idiot who is in yearbook- haha. Today was lots of fun, and I actually did work! haha

Now, to break the chain of the usual posting style. I'll keep this short and say that I'm making a new Mix CD with a bunch of singers from Janis Joplin to Aretha to ACDC its really fun

Good God, thisis a boring course. I may fal asleep during my exam. The Catholic Church is bo-ring!

Today was a mixed up day. Start the day with some tea, like always. Then off to Chem exam. I don't eat breakfast during school.. too early, once in a while I may have fruit. But tpday, I just had tea. Off topic. The exam was.... fair. Not as bad as I had built it up in my head, but obviously the grade will not be as sparkling as my English grade. Then Dan Julian and I walked around as some kid drooling on my shoulder followed. I believe his name was Dan as well. Dan Julian and I had a good time just making fun of drool boy. Before that we walked around school and got Ms Wortman to sign my yearbook. Then we went to Green Cow and Mr. Julian ate my entire Panini, thanks a lot. Theres still a piece in the fridge Ill eat later on. I made a fool of myself at Babo, the new Bubble Tea/smoothie/Cafe place, as I sang along to Kelly Clarkson's Behind these Hazel Eyes. I'm sorry, but she is not a guilty pleasure. Gilmore Girls is.

Now, I blog because I just canbnot focus on how unexcting this stuff is to read aout. Writing about it is fine. Reading it is not.

SAVE ME !!!! DISTRACT ME! NotoriousROB23 ... just IM meee ahahaahaha

this is just a reminder to myselfto writre about frida replacing eteral sunshine as best movie

Well, exams are fastly appraching their end. This is a very exciting thing, even though my next exam is Chemistry. I've sid repeatedly that Chemistry is my most difficult subject, so I won't go into it right now. It's on Monday, pray to whichever god of yours is listening. After that is REligion, which, because he gave us every question (all there is is memorizing notes and I take immaculate notes) should be a great wind-don after the stressful Chemistry shit-exam.

For the summer, I will be stuck at home, as there is so money. All of it wsas spent on Spain last year. Ms Garcia's crazy but it was well-worth the money as I had an incredible time. Kind of a big fall-backwards.... Madrid---> Jersey. hmm not that same. But oh well, I'll do some local stuff or whatever. Just relax, since this year was such a stressful restless one. I just didn't get enough sleep, especially during exams. Right now, I'm physically drained. Does eating fruit give you energy? I had some Rainer cherries, they were good. I have some cantalope, melon and mango too that I'll eat.

I try my best to stay positive. I try my best to not spiral into that teenaged angsty depression I so desperately do not want to emulate. But finals are annoying, inevitable, but annoying nonetheless. History-- multiple choice was horiffic. Algebra-- those long answer questions kicked my ass, they were impossible, however thank you Mister Muir for considering that I have an incompetent algebra teacher and making most of the test doable. But, dear reader(not you dan, the reader that I actually enjoy talking to) you may have noticed my extreme paranoia. This doesnt not end at the eerie feeling that Ms Eaton and Ms Wortman read my blog, but also in feeling as though I somehow screwed up in these 2 classes. I'm so scared. Ihope I don't fail out, as I do not want to go through the getting back in process again. Back then, I had nothing going for me. I wasn't a good writer even. None of my classes even got near the 80s, except Religion which I ended with a 90. But, now, I'm not stupid. I have strengths and weaknesses. It's just so tough to concentrate on doing well in such dry subjects. I love English, as writing, even just writing an analytical paper, is one of the few things we get to express ourselves with in our school. Essay writing, structured as it may be, allows for a semblance of color to shine through the black and white of a uniformed catholic school. I love Religion. I love being ableto discuss my faith, while still discussing or arguing the importance or over importance of the Catholic Church on society. My faith in a spiritual sense is very important to me. My faith in an institutional sense is not. I loveSpanis. AS crazy as my teacher may be, I enjoy learning and reading about influential Hispanic authors. I love learning about my heritage, I'm Cuban, dear reader. I love reading about Cuba from Jose Marti. His imagery of even a simple palm tree swaying in the breeze along with many other powerful images create a quintessential picture of a prerevolution Cuba. A Cuba that still smelled of sugarcane and people still danced in the street, not because it was a cool thing to do, but because they were allowed to. Ihate Science. It's too dry, too boring. TOO DIFFICULT! It does not compute into my brain, as my brain has been formed into an artsy analytical one. This is the same reason I do not do well with maths. I know for a fact that I will never ever use math, as journalists, English teachers, and Spanish teachers do not use advanced algebra. Algebra is just, empty to me. It's useless, and because I know that, it makes it all the more difficult to concentrate on the math. I hate history. Its not a difficult class, its just so useless and boring. How exciting can a few hundred dead guys be? Not very. I just hope these exams turn out well, I'm paranoid, with reason. As i have realized the uselessness of the subjects I hate.