|know me... one
||[May. 4th, 2006|02:13 pm]
I have a sincere devotion to the planet. Recycling makes me excited. I believe in nuclear power because it doesn't pollute, it's neat, and it will make me money. I will agree that the waste is a difficult issue. In regards, I support Yucca Mountain. I wish we all didn't drive so much. I wish people wouldn't litter in the middle of the fucking woods. Have a party, enjoy it, but then clean up. The only thing I'm not very good about is conserving water. I'm a leave-the-water-on-while-I-brush-my-teeth kinda girl. I also maybe sorta enjoy washing dishes? But I take my time, and I use up that water. I love animals, especially horses. I've been riding since I was five. One day I will own a horse. It's at least 35% of the reason I'm in engineering. I also love squirrels. They are cute as hell. I can name any breed of dog I see walking down the street, and I'm not too shabby at guessing mixes. How you ask? When I was little I studied a dog encyclopedia everyday. It had pictures and facts, and I enjoyed every bit of it.|
I've lived in a lot of places. Growing up I hated it, but now looking back it was one of the greatest things that could have happened to me. I met a lot of people, saw a lot of things, experienced many different cultures, and got a varied education. The only thing I feel I missed out on is "growing up" with someone. I don't have any childhood friends that I still see everyday. But at the same time, I have 6 different "best friends growing up" scattered around the U.S., and yeah, I do know whats up with most of their lives still. We dont talk everyday but man, when I go back to visit, it's like I never left at all. I even know the kid I played with in my playpen. We've spent some holidays together, had a few parties. Anyways... Michigan was my favorite place to live, but every place had its own character. In Alabama I lived in a sweet white brick house. The farm I rode at was gorgeous. The southern accents were gorgeous as well. In Puerto Rico there was banging food. I lived in a penthouse. When the ocean was really calm I would swim out as far as I could and my dog would try to come save me. I didnt want her to get hurt, so thats why I only did it on calm days, and I always came back halfway to meet her. I would go in the water in my clothes because I would just be there walking her, I never knew when the water would be calm. My school was pretty cool there, there was only 16 people in my grade. Hearing spanish everyday is an interesting experience, as well as being the minority. It was hard to not be able to order what I wanted, or speak to strangers if I needed to. And I was pretty young, so I wasn't allowed to go outside by myself, or anywhere by myself really, because there is too much crime on the island. But now when I go back to visit I got out to bars and to Old San Juan and it's glorious. And in Michigan, oh Michigan, everything just clicked with me. During the summer, the weather is spectacular. It never gets disgustingly hott. Our town, Petoskey, is on Lake Michigan, so we had state parks that had sand beaches and fresh water to swim in. There there were all the little lakes. My best friend had a boat and we'd rock it every so often. This was in middle school. My town was so small that I had complete freedom. I would go downtown with my friends and do whatever I wanted. Coming from Puerto Rico, where I couldnt even step outside alone, this was an incredible feeling. I loved my friends, I've never met a cooler group of kids. Small town kids know how to live, they have to find ways to entertain themselves. Michigan is also where I learned how to deal with people. Before MI, I was pretty quiet. Prone to wylin out of control but it was a rare thing. I was an A student, hardcore about it, I read a few novels a week, the works. But in MI I really came out of my shell. I became more of a people person. Brad taught me how to manipulate, and lets face it, this is a lesson we all must learn at some point. It's not something you have to practice in everyday life, but it can get you out of a jam. The winters in MI were insane. It snows so much up there, like holy shit. When I came to PA and the world shut down because of a foot of snow I could not believe my eyes. MI rocks 3 feet of snow like there's no problem. There aren't two hour delays or anything, the roads are cleared and you go on livin. I skiied at least four times a week. The ski hill, Nubs Nob, was another place where I had complete freedom. All of my friends would be there and we'd pass each other, maybe go into the lodge to eat the condiments. Seriously, we took the pickles and dipped them in ranch dressing, and it was delicious. During the school year we'd all go to the movies every friday night. Everyone almost. It was always packed. Didnt matter if you already saw the movie, it was just something to do. We'd take up the whole back of the theater. Sometimes we'd go on saturday too, if it felt right.
thats all for now