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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)