catch of the day

My life is as uneventful as always.  Well, not really. A lot has happened. A lot.
 Let's start off with one of my best friend's surprise Quince.

I like how it shows the phone we're all really looking at, it reminds me of how many pictures are taken at parties like these.

Aside from that day, we later stayed a weekend at a hotel in San Juan. That weekend was pure chaos in all the best ways imaginable.

 We took a walk on the beach, despite my hatred for beaches; this was one of my highlights of that weekend. 

Back at the hotel, while taking a break.

       Aside from those fun picture perfect days, or at least the ones I could even manage to take a picture, the rest is just a blur. Afterwards my friends and I went to a 70's-themed Quince, which was incredibly fun!
       These past few days have been made up by studying for Hell Week, binging anime to shorten M.A.L., making weeb friends on Tumblr and actually having fun for an hour or two at school.
You heard me, school wasn't entirely boring. I feel this year won't actually be so bad (except the fact it's going by so slow). I'm not saying I'll miss it, but I will surely love to remember the little details.

Sincerely yours,
Violet

my life ends in 14 days

School starts in fourteen days and I feel everything is out of control.

My mom has been sick for a week now, to the point she's bedridden. To prevent getting sick myself, I've been locked in my room eating Hot Pockets and watching cosplay panels. Due to my mom being sick for a week, I only have two weeks left to get my school supplies. But how do I do that when she's still bedridden? I don't even have one notebook, led alone the books. Heck, I don't even have a backpack for either of those things.

Also, I'm not pretty yet! Wikihow doesn't have articles on how to be pretty in two weeks! (Do they? I'll get onto that.) A brush hasn't touched my hair in d a y s, I haven't shaved my legs in d a y s, I haven't seen sunlight other than from my window after staying up all night in d a y s. I'm literally a mess. I haven't even worn pants in 2 weeks, not that I'm complaining about that. But preparing for the school year (especially when it's my first year of high school, in my country high school starts in 10th grade) requires re-dyeing my hair since I've done my best to wash it all out this month, do my eyebrows, remember a natural makeup routine and all that stuff I haven't done this month out of pure laziness. 

I'm expecting this year to not be so horrible though. I'm still deciding if I'm going to stay in the drama club or not, I love it but it's so time-consuming and sometimes I have more productive and important things to carry on with.

I also need to get my sleeping schedule back on track. I go to sleep at 8, 9, 10am to wake up at 5pm, to take a nap from 9pm until 12pm. That's messed up.

All in all, I'm nervous. It's my first year of high school for crying out loud. Maybe I qualify as a sophomore in the USA but here, I'm not. If I thought 9th grade was one heck of a ride I can't imagine these next 3 years.

I'll leave it here in case you are re-living high school traumas reading this.

Peace, love, empathy,

-gc(v)

uncalled for hiatus

I haven't updated my blog in forever (about three weeks). It's not that I didn't want to update it, I was just busy letting SnK take over my life. What is SnK? Well fellas, it's an anime. Shingeki no Kyojin, better known in the states as Attack on Titan, is the best thing I've ever laid eyes on. I won't get into details on what it's about, but I will give you some information on it:

Several hundred years ago, humans were nearly exterminated by titans. Titans are typically several stories tall, seem to have no intelligence, devour human beings and, worst of all, seem to do it for the pleasure rather than as a food source. A small percentage of humanity survived by walling themselves in a city protected by extremely high walls, even taller than the biggest of titans.  

Flash forward to the present and the city has not seen a titan in over 100 years. Teenage boy Eren and his foster sister Mikasa witness something horrific as the city walls are destroyed by a colossal titan that appears out of thin air. As the smaller titans flood the city, the two kids watch in horror as their mother is eaten alive. Eren vows that he will murder every single titan and take revenge for all of mankind. - (From MyAnimeList.net's Shingeki no Kyojin page)

After Eren makes that vow, the story continues five years later, as he trains in the military to fight said titans. Oh but that's not all, the amount of plot twists are unbelievable and it's only one 25-episode season. If you read the manga, it gets even better.

The story itself seems easy to explain, but everything that goes into it is so much more I can't find a way to put it into words. Ever since I joined the fandom, I had to make a separate Tumblr or else my main one would turn into a fanblog. (Now I spend more time on the "side fanblog" than on my "main" one, wow). I also have more reasons for going to multi-shipping hell.

I've had a writer's block for the past few months. I couldn't continue a book, I couldn't write poetry I liked, not even a short story for school. Which was weird, because I don't really put down my work even if it isn't professional. That block went away a couple of days ago, where I got inspired to write a fanfiction based on SnK. I probably won't publish it, but it's good enough for me. It's not a ship fanfiction, it's the events from the original SnK, based on a completely different OC's POV.

If you've put up with what I've written about SnK so far in this post, I love you. Once school starts my friends will be sick and tired about listening to me blab about SnK since they don't watch anime, like, at all. I only got Ginty to watch like 7 episodes of Soul Eater 2 months ago.

This post would be a lot longer if I could spoil everything about SnK. But for the sake of nobody, I won't.

Peace, love, empathy,
-gc(v)

P.S.: If you want to look up more information about SnK, don't. The amount of spoilers everywhere is incredible considering the manga is almost 5 years old and the anime is already a year old, so just watch the first episode if you're interested.

there's so many groovy things to do

Oh, boy do I have a post for you. This Friday was the 4th of July. Now, I don't either live nor am from the USA. I'm born and raised (and still living) in Puerto Rico. But, since Puerto Rico is a colony, we still use it as an excuse for most people to have a day off from work, drink early, take out the grill and have a reunion wherever there's a usable pool. This year, my friends and I spent the 4th of July at my best friend Ginty's place. We stayed in the pool with both the sun and the moon. None of us got out (unless it was to eat) so none of us got any pictures whatsoever. Except Ginty's mom taking one but 2 days later she let her phone drop into the toilet so it's barely nonexistent already. All in all, it was a really fun night. Definitely the best night in my entire summer.

I stayed over Ginty's house the entire weekend (FINALLY!). On the 5th we slept in, had pizza for breakfast, went into the pool again, and then rented movies for the night. Ginty's parents picked 3, we picked 2. We watched one of her parent's picks, which was White House Down and it was honestly better than I expected. It takes a lot for me to like an action movie. After that her parents left us to watch our movies in the living room and we watched Ruby Sparks first. Let me tell you, if you haven't seen Ruby Sparks, watch it. I won't tell you what it's about, I'm not Google. But I can tell you it's perfect, and once you think about it, the meaning and the lessons and such, you will find it even more perfect if it were possible. After that we watched Ginger & Rosa, but we didn't get to the ending because it froze so we plan on finishing it soon, but so far, it has been simply outstanding. We fell asleep at almost 5am.

On the 6th, we slept in, thought still waking up earlier than the day before. We took a walk to a nearby bridge/lake and it was pretty beautiful. I, obviously, had my camera with me. I let Ginty take the pictures this time, so she isn't in any of them.

A girl takes a picture of a girl taking a picture.

Even though I'm home now, tomorrow we'll go biking. Not many pictures can be taking while biking but it'll sure be fun. 

Why does summer turn better when it's ending?

Sincerely yours,

-gc(v)

The Moth Diaries

"She's a butterfly and I'm a moth." - Diary entry from April 26, 2014

I should start by saying; I opened with that quote because I will be discussing it. I should also state that this quote is not from any diary, it's from my diary which is probably why it makes so much sense to me.

On the time this was written, I was doubting myself and the one I believed could have loved me unconditionally as I would've back. Who is the 'she' mentioned on this quote you might ask? The answer is: I don't have the slightest clue. See, I had a crush. A really deep crush. The crush lasted 3 years, actually. All that time I was wondering, like any teenage girl would; why, oh why, doesn't he like me? I came to the conclusion somebody else caught his eye in a way I never would. And with that conclusion, I started to wonder what did she have that I didn't? I made a mental list about things I needed to change about myself, I updated them so constantly I physically made one to keep track of those things. I was in a beauty competition with a girl I didn't even know was real. 

Around mid-May I came to the realization that I've always been like this. I am afraid of the idea of not having anyone to romantically admire (led alone love). I came to that realization reading a random horoscope of mine (Libra!). After that realization, I had another one; maybe that's the reason I don't even try to move on from him. That day I promised I would make an effort to move on this summer.

bolt from the blue

If you've read my previous posts, you'd know I've had problems with my knee these past few days. If you haven't read my previous posts, now you know. After my knees healed I still couldn't manage to put pants on and I hated the idea of going out with my knees looking so weird. I didn't have plans for the rest of the week so I just binge-watched anime and made mac n cheese at midnight. On Saturday though, one of my best friends was having a surprise birthday party thrown for her. There aren't many pictures from that night, but it sure was fun.

I gave the birthday girl a piggyback ride since she was wearing heels.

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Recently, I started binge-watching/reading anime/manga. On Monday night I started watching Soul Eater, I finished it on Wednesday morning. It was so awesome, the characters, the plot, (the ships), everything. I obviously regretted not reading the manga before watching the anime but I'm still reading it anyways. I also started Sword Art Online, which a friend has been telling me to watch for months and I finally did so and I'm almost done and I don't want it to end. (THE SAO OPENING SONG GIVES ME LIFE)

Though, Soul Eater is not the first anime and manga I've ever watched and read. The first anime I ever watched was actually Girls Bravo and if anyone asked me, I would admit it with no shame. Though good thing no one ever does because then I'd have to explain it's not always like in the Google Images searches. The first manga I ever read was Uzumaki by Junji Ito and it seriously changed my life. I believe Junji Ito to be a genius, and his admiration for Lovecraft is noticeable in his work, which makes me love his work even more. After that I read Tomie, obviously, it was amazing. Then I read Yami no Koe, which contained 7 stories, Glyceride being one of my favorites for how disgusting it was. After, I read Black Paradox, and so on. After all that, my favorite was still Uzumaki (though a lot are tied in second place). It's a brilliant manga and the ending was one of the best things I've ever read.

plan(t)s

It's quite funny (not really) how things don't always go as planned. If you read any of the posts before this, you'd know I was going to my best friend's house for the first time since summer started 5 weeks ago. Last time, I couldn't go because we both forgot it was Father's Day on Sunday. This time, I couldn't go because I fell, hard. My mom and I were picking up my little brother from camp on Wednesday and he and I started a little 'catch me if you can' kind of game. I was running too fast so when I leaned forward my leg kind of just spazzed and I landed on my knees on hard, pointy pavement. My right knee suffered more of a burn and cuts, whereas my left knee got deep wounds. I have never fallen like that, I always fall on my arms or on my butt, always indoors. Never outdoors oh-so badly. I spent 2 days walking like a crab gradually walking like penguin.

Fun Fact: Earlier the day it happened, I was complaining my knee hurt and that my leg felt weird. (Yes, I am a witch.)

So obviously, I didn't think I could bike, or walk for that matter, to a park or really do anything fun this weekend with my best friend. I tried to heal my knees faster but they just got worse (now better). Hopefully, next week/end, we could actually ride our bikes or something.

Is it weird I like over-planning things, not following the plans I just made and being spontaneous? I do that the most with trips, it's fun.

over the moon

“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.” - Mahatma Gandhi 

I am not sad, but I don't think I'm entirely happy either. Maybe it's a side-effect of the laziness, maybe I have a pessimist alter-ego. All in all, I am not sad, but I don't think I'm entirely happy either. I feel nostalgic for the days where I could feel the happiness trying to burst me to pieces. I remember how it felt, but I don't know how it feels anymore. How does happiness feel(to me)? It's like that sensation your stomach gets when you're on a drop tower at the local amusement park and it's about to drop for the first time after all the anticipation of going upwards. Someone you love hanging out with but can't see often, tickling the living hell out of you. Not knowing if your heart is to the left or the right then remembering it just leans into the left and putting your hand in the middle of your chest and not to the left where 'it is' during an anthem would look goofy. The chills of that first jump into a pool on a hot summer day, or any day for that matter. Being included in an actual conversation that actually interests you with your family, not just insults or to-do's. Having a Disney movie marathon with the ones you haven't seen since you were six. Uncontrollably smiling for no reason. Laughing even when alone. Happiness makes you look at everything with so much clarity and reassurance of the positiveness and joyfulness in that precise moment. One can be glad, and cheerful and jolly all the time. But true happiness is earned.

I long for happiness. I wish for it to come my way.

I am not sad, but I'm not entirely happy either.

Sincerly yours,

-gc(v)

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My plans of going to my best friend, Ginty's, house have been moved to next weekend. We both actually forgot Sunday is Father's Day. This means I get to stay over earlier, since I don't have plans on Friday like I did this weekend, so that's good.

Aside from that, I watched 22 Jump Street yesterday. I'm not an expert at comedies (there's a reason I'm into independent films and cult classics) but I can tell you 21 Jump Street was hilarious but 22JS was unbelievably hilarious! For those who don't know what 21 Jump Street is about, you probably live under a rock so I'll spare you the Google search: 2 cops (Jonah Hill and Channing Tatum) go back to high school undercover to track down the dealer and supplier of a new drug that's been going around said school. A bunch of funny stuff happens in their search for the supplier, the two even take the drug so you know what's bound to happen! Now, 22 Jump Street is the same thing, find the supplier while undercover but this time, as college students. Obviously, things will get crazy during Rush and Spring Break, there's plot twists and again, they take the new drug (accidentally). All in all, both movies are a must-watch.

I don't mean to sound desperate, but my horoscope today (I'm a Libra, just saying) said a 'hopeful project' of mine would soon be successful. As far as I go, I don't do voluntary projects. Except this blog. And I've been meaning to make this blog happen for years. So I got really happy to get a couple of words about the success I might possibly have. Once I get out of the house for something other than movies, and I actually see daylight, my life will be an after-school sitcom and I'll actually have something interesting to share on here. Congrats if you even read my first post. Congrats if you even read up to this sentence.

Sincerely yours,
-gc(v)

First Post

I will probably have to introduce myself...I'm Violet, or at least that's my screen name and nickname. Will I tell you my real name? Yes, it's Gabriela. Was that even important? I don't dislike my name, I just stuck around with this other one for a while. I am a 14 year old girl from Puerto Rico (that little island next to Dominican Republic, probably one of your stops in a Caribbean cruise). I enjoy taking pictures with anything at my disposal, watching cult classics, Spongebob re-runs, collaging and making lists.

I am not 100% sure what my point with this blog will be but, hopefully, I'll get to reach out to readers (which again, hopefully, there are). This blog will be mainly about my life, and the things going on in it. A public journal, if you will. I will be starting high school next year. Here in Puerto Rico, and in other countries, high school begins in 10th grade, not 9th. So I already survived my freshman year. A lot of stuff happens in high school, right? That's why every relatable tv/movie/book character is in it? The peak of one's teenage years? It'll probably be a living hell, just like every year before. Though I can't help but think a lot of stuff will be happening these next 3 years, and I just have to document it and have to share it with the world, right?

It's currently 3:24am as I'm in this part of this post, considering it's summer and I'm nocturnal, I am not the least bit tired. The World Cup started today (er- yesterday?) but the game I'm most psyched about is tomorrow's (er -today's?) since Spain is going to defend their title. After that, I'm watching 22 Jump Street. (Note: It was filmed here in Puerto Rico! My friend's brother was in the movie so that'll just be hilarious for us.) In the weekend I'm staying over at my best friend, Ginty's, house and we'll just joke around and be lazy shits together. We're going to a pretty park with a bridge though, so there are a bunch of photo-ops. There is nothing better than photo-ops (besides maybe cheese fries and pizza dip).

That's all for now!

Sincerely yours,
-gc(v)