in these last few days, we went to the beach {Punta Islita}, got super sunburnt and as a result currently resemble tomatoes {sunblock, kids. Use it.}, and visited one of my dad’s windmill farms {Papi is so environmentally-savy, and I love it.}
“exhausted” is an understatement.
so, by now you know that I grew up mostly in Costa Rica.
the boyfriend is here with me, his first time.
I hope he’s enjoying himself.
{he better be; we’re overfeeding him slash forcefully stuffing his face. His belly will never be this happy ever again.}
I like this photo because you can see my reflection in Mike’s sunglasses. In other words, I’m a loser.
p.s. I’ve missed blogging. I never want to be MIA for this long – but who am I kidding? I probably will be.
coming soon!
we’ve got something huge in the works, and we couldn’t be more excited.
p.s. secrets are kind of fun!
if you follow me on Twitter, I’m sure you’ve guessed I had a terrible week.
I was, and I miss Mikos so much it hurts (we actually never put him to sleep; we gave him away to a rescue because he is too sick for us to take care of…), and I just hope he’s not sad and scared without his dad (he lived with Mike).
anyway, today things turned around a little bit, which was such a great reminder that, yes, this too shall pass.
still, I feel like I need a happy list. So here goes. The following make me happy today.
{1} the excitement over March Madness is building up on campus. If I ever got to experience seeing this as a Syracuse University student, well, that would be incredible. No words.
{2} my dad gave me an iPad for my birthday, and I’ve been reading magazines on it nonstop since then. I love having them all neatly in the same places – I read a lot of magazines; it is my major after all – but I must admit I do miss actually holding a physical magazine. Maybe if I particularly like an issue, I will buy it in print too.
{3} this video. I read the article last year, and I thought it was amazing. Also, for the umpteenth time…I am obsessed with Russia.
{4} I got two pieces of amazing news today. I’ll be in New York City this weekend. I’m so excited. No place I love more.
{5} I get to spend an entire week with Mike over spring break! We’re going home (mine), and in addition to visiting the most beautiful beaches, I get to see my little sister and Papi.
p.s. sorry for being sort of MIA. I was dealing with life.
Currently I am…
obsessing over: internships. Maybe I should glue a huge HIRE ME sticker to my forehead? I just want to do know what I’ll be doing this summer!
working on: don’t even get me started – way too much schoolwork (hello, midterms), mine and Alex’s business, my job, etc. I need a breather.
thinking about: Mikos. I’m a mess. You know, a mascara-running-down-my-face mess.
anticipating: seeing Mike soon. I need him.
listening: background television.
drinking: does eating an orange count? I practically drank it since I couldn’t peel it for the life of me…I swear, I think peeling an orange is God’s idea of a sick joke. No wonder I used to hate orange food (I use the term “used to” loosely, because I still have a huge aversion to most orange food…)
wishing: I want answers. I want to know that working 24/7, staying on top of everything, stressing over this and that…I just want to know that everything will be worth it. I don’t think I’m good with uncertainty.
p.s. lookie here! This would be yours truly, featured on College Fashionista. I’m famous (okay, I’m not, but please don’t burst my happy little bubble).
we love you so much.
I’m so sorry I won’t get to say goodbye.
this is how my birthday weekend started: my dad, his girlfriend, and I were hanging out in my apartment the night prior to my birthday, when suddenly Tapper and her roommate Megan barged in the front door carrying a…baby duck.
why, no. My dad had never met Tapper before. The look on his face was priceless.
this is what happened: some members of the lacrosse team decided to order eight baby ducklings for $1 each online. Why? Your guess is as good as mine. I’m willing to bet they were either drunk or stoned, though. I mean, who would do that sober?
of course, the lacrosse team had no knowledge of how to take care of ducks. I mean, of course they didn’t. They fed them Cheerios, for God’s sake.
so, the ducks started dying. I mean, I know nothing about duck nutrition, but I would assume Cheerios are a no-go.
someone texted Tapper about a free duck. Tapper loves all kinds of strange animals (especially ferrets, beta fish, and Mikos. Oh, and elephants), so naturally, she jumped at the chance.
and that’s how we got Dwight.
unfortunately, she soon learned, taking care of a duck is hard work for a college student, especially when the poor duck won’t stop quacking all night long.
so she decided to call the zoo. The zoo said they wouldn’t take her duck, but that they knew of someone who would. So Tapper called this woman and ta-da! Dwight had a new home.
unfortunately, the woman was also appalled at the treatment that the ducks had received while with the lacrosse team, so she decided she would press charges against them for animal cruelty.
so.
oops.
I’ll keep you guys updated (also known as, “to be continued”).
Tapper rescued a baby duck named Dwight from the Syracuse University lacrosse team and Mike (or Mike’s mom, rather. In my personal opinion) baked me a vegan birthday cake.
also, my stomach did not implode when I drank wine. Because Crohn’s disease be damned; it was my 21st birthday and I wanted some wine.
it was a good birthday.
p.s. I have the best friends and boyfriend.
p.p.s. thank you all so so much for the birthday wishes!
remember when PhotoBooth sessions were like, the best thing since sliced bread?
well, I’m bringing them back. For today. Because I’ve always been such a trendsetter, and I love anything vintage. Just kidding. It’s really because I’m super awkward.
also, does the face that I’m making in the second picture count as the dreaded “duck face”? Dear God, I pray not. In any case, I was hoping to go in the direction of “badass hipster” (it’s one of my goals in life. Please don’t judge).
whatever. The whole point of this post is, OH MY GOD I HAVE OMBRE HAIR. I finally did something fun and exciting to my hair! I mean, the other day I had such a hair crisis (#firstworldproblems, yes). I was like, my hair has always been so horribly boring (hair extensions don’t count. Although I do have a couple of funny stories about my fake hair. Such as my friend Erika’s mom finding them in Erika’s drawer and thinking Erika was hiding some sort of animal from her. So awkward. Or, my hair extensions going off as I passed through airport security. That was really weird. And kind of tough to explain to an officer that clearly had no sense of humor).
also, can we discuss my hairstylist Theresa? She’s like my therapist. I told her not to go too crazy with the ombre, and she just says, “Um, have you seen my hair? I have a random pink streak in it. I’m not sure if I’m the right person for you.”
good point.
however, I am in love with my hair and even more in love with the fact that Theresa dyed my extensions.
p.s. yes, the lighting sucks. It’s PhotoBooth. It’s vintage. SORRY.
{photos of my friend Julie that I shot for a photography class project. She is currently accepting modeling jobs at Vogue, Elle, and the like. Just saying. Also, I bought her those awesome cocktail rings. Just saying.}
things I learned this weekend that I should’ve learned a long time ago but I didn’t because I’m stupid and stubborn:
{1} Crohn’s disease is not a joke. This week was a huge wake up call for me. I have to eat well, which means I will be having a very organic and sober 21st birthday this Friday.
{but if someone bakes me vegan cupcakes, I’m sure I’ll still be a very happy camper.}
{2} Crohn’s disease is not a joke.
{3} Crohn’s disease is not a joke.
this week I will:
{1} try not to die.
{2} turn 21.
{3} get ombre hair.
…
the end.
