Dragon... fly.

SO........

My birthday wasn't too bad................actually it was lovely!

My mom asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday and I told her that we should go to the park and celebrate our dog's birthdays, but the weather didn't allow for that treat! Instead, we decided to dress up all the dog's and head over to my brother's house. After waiting a couple of hours for my family to get ready, we packed ourselves up in our old minivan. The air conditioning wasn't working so the poor dogs were drenched in sweat! We arrived at the house and the dogs reunited! Luna, Shakira, Bubbles, Suzy Bear, Jack, Dexter and Bruno! They were all dressed in their new outfits, along with cute pony tails for the girls (of course luna was upset that we made her wear clothes...she absolutely hates it!!) I spent the night trying to keep the boys from humping the girls! It was a sight to see... chasing them away and all. My brother asked me to pick a movie and I finally was able to watch Home Alone 2!! I really liked the movie. We ate dinner and cut the cake's (my mom and dad bought separate cakes).

All in all, I had a peaceful day. I am most appreciative when my family is able to get together and when I do not have to go to work!

My love is back in Gainsville and I suspect this year will be tough, but not as tough as it was last year. I am stronger this year and we are closer than ever. Every year I learn and I grow, this motivates me to continue on my path to happiness.

Till next time.

Si

I guess my lastest blog entries have been kind of depressing.......
And although I have had moments of sadness, I am actually happy.

I graduated high school at the top of my class and could have gone to a very good university if I wanted to, but of course I hate conforming and was ironically trapped in Miami through family obligations. I decided that I wasn't going to apply to any university and just "ride the wave".... I begged my mom to buy me an airplane ticket to Colombia, so that I could spend my summer pondering in isolation. I pondered a whole lot. I came back and my mom had signed me up for Broward College. I began to take classes there and found myself extremely bored and with a different major every month. Eventually, I began to take some interesting psychology classes and fell in love. I still wasn't convinced that Psychology was for me, so I began to take every class that seemed interesting. My friends were taking six classes a semester for their major and I was taking five classes a semester for fun. I absolutely enjoyed all the time I spent learning a bunch of crap. I took dance classes, philosophy classes, history classes, anthropology classes, all sorts of science and math classes, literature classes and so on. In these classes, I remembered how disillusioned I was with the world, yet this time I felt I could do something about it.

And since I am extremely sleepy at the moment, I am not even going to finish this blog entry. Just know that it has a happy ending.

Till next time!

62

August 22nd is around the corner.
I will be 62 years old.... sigh.

I don't want August 22nd to come, I am dreading that day terribly. He stands in front of me, pacing back and forth, wandering around the spa like a 5 year old... and all I can feel is........ pain. The pain that hits me everytime he leaves. I will spend another birthday in tears, wishing my birthday away.

He'll be back again... but then he will leave again.... and then he'll be back again. That's life. Must be strong.