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Goodbye California.

she's posting all the time but the boards are down

Okay, I know I haven't posted in a while so, here goes:

1. Mari is coming home today! In an hour to be exact! I missed him so goddamn much and I cannot wait to see him tonight. WHEEEE!
2. I spent 6 days in Potipot. It was a lot of fun, as expected. It was nice spending time with people I've known since sperm. Though it would've been infinitely better if Mari had come along. Amaya brought AJ, Mika brought Abe, Enzo brought Nica. It made it hard to not think about how much fun it would've been if he had come too.
3. I've pretty much spent the past week in a vegetative state. The days are spent either streaming Dexter online, watching True Blood, talking to Mari on the phone for several hours (thank you magicjack), or trolling PlaystationHome with my brother.
4. My cousin, Carla's back from Canada, and she brought the lulz.
5. I did my first interview today. I guess I'm a music journalist now. How it happened I'm not quite sure! But I'm thankful for the gig, even if it's all been pro-bono so far.
6. Mari's coming home! Ah! :D

finish your collapse

Man, I am such a girl. He's only been gone 3 days and already I'm getting all melodramatic, looking at pictures and tearing the fuck up every time I think of him. It's stupid.

I just miss him a lot. The holidays don't make it any easier. I keep thinking if I could just get to Saturday, if I could just get to Potipot already, away from Manila, away from electricity and the internet and television and all that shit, maybe I won't miss him so much, maybe he won't consume every goddamn thought I have. But the truth is, it won't be any different, really. I'll still miss him as much, it's just that there will be more distractions at least. I won't just be sitting at home, twiddling my thumbs, hoping he'd call, like I have been doing.

Fuck.

Shut up already, Chiara. It's just 3 weeks.

I'm so fucking dramatic.

when i run like a bandit

So I don't know why it took me so long to mention it here but, I've finally been published! I interviewed The Bloody Beetroots for Status Magazine's 4th issue, which came out last month. You can read the entire issue here.

And I've been assigned to do two more, which is, well, pretty fucking fantastic to say the least.

Whaddya know, things are really starting to look up for this lady!

I'm really grateful that I'm getting to write. It's something I've wanted to do since I was 8 years old. I remember writing short stories in this thick, blue Cattleya notebook, mostly about unrequited love. Strangely enough, it was something I felt I'd already been acquainted with, even at such a young age.

I always identified with the underdogs and the rejects of classical and contemporary literature. I remember being so fascinated with Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream", and how much I loved the character of Helena precisely because she was in love with a man (Lysander) that was in love with someone else (Hermia). I think that's when my love of literature really began. The tragic love story of Pyramus and Thisbe was also one that held my unyeilding interest. I wonder if I still have that storybook. The illustrations were really pretty.

banana pancakes

I miss you already. :\

tell mr. man with impossible plans to just leave me alone

I don't understand why some people have to be so difficult or why they feel the need to make other people feel bad simply because they can. You spew so much New Age bullshit about how we shouldn't let our egos get in the way of our being decent, feeling human beings but you've got the biggest ego out of everyone I know and it's what continually keeps you from simple human decency. I love you and I know you mean well but most of the time, you make it almost impossible for anyone to stand you.

a year and about 15 pounds ago

How the hell was I this thin last year? Seriously! All I did was drink beer and eat artery-clogging, heart attack inducing street food! I never exercised. I slept at ungodly hours and vegged out a whole lot. WTF. I don't understand. :|

I guess it all just caught up on me. Dustin was right, we are getting old. Haha.

behind her eyes she whispers

Big surprise there was
no protection by this urban light
so I'm running to
a constellation
where they can still see you

- Girl Disappearing, Tori Amos

of singing trees and saying please

Mari and I explored Merville yesterday, and consequently found our own little sanctuary, a place where trees can sing and the night sky is encased in a turtle's shell.

We sat under the stars on a field of green, and drank cream soda while we laughed about life and the mouse that was hiding behind the moon.

There are times when I'll look at him and it's like I'm looking at him for the first time, seeing him exactly as he is, and I fall in love with him all over again.

I've never been this happy before.

no hay banda

My thoughts are horribly disorganized at the moment so let me try and put things into perspective with a list! A numbered one!

1. Interstellar travel has occupied my thoughts a lot lately. It could be the amount of Ray Bradbury I've been reading coupled with all the NatGeo specials I've been watching (I am seriously obsessed with the show "Is It Real?") and I've come to the conclusion that trying to understand the Universe is a lot like trying to figure out a David Lynch film. Sure you might come up with some pretty convincing theories or arguments but in the end you're always left with the sneaking suspicion that you're not as smart as you once thought you were.
2. I love Mari.
3. Last Tuesday was pretty monumental for me. It was the last day I'll ever have to take a regular class. When I say regular I mean going into a classroom, sitting down and listening to a professor yack on for 1+ hours. I already miss it. (wat)
4. We're all such a mess of insecurities and baggage, aren't we? It's like we're all covered in these scabs from previous wounds, wounds that might've healed properly if we hadn't kept picking at them.
5. I can't wait to go to the beach on the 27th. I cannot fucking wait to get out of the city and just melt into the sand and the sea.
6. I'm saying yes to everything, especially to those things that scare me.
7. I gotta start taking pictures again. Not because I fancy myself a photographer, but because I'm getting old and my memory's not what it used to be.
8. I haven't seen a lot of people in a while. I miss them a lot and how things used to be, and how easy it once was to get everyone together.