Showing posts with label spanish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spanish. Show all posts

4.19.2012

A venting moment

This will just take a second. 
I do a lot for people.
They don't like to acknowledge it often.
A "thank you" would suffice. 
When it is acknowledged, I appreciate it.
A lot.
Show gratitude, friends. 
Y por favor, ¡pare ignorarme!


Anyway, I'm worrying about my happiness now. 
Doing things for me.
I'm exhausted from doing things for you.


Speaking of Spanish, take me back here please:




Re-enter optimistic self.
Hi.
My birthday is in 10 days. 
I love my birthday.




xoxo,


Miss Jones






Also, a HUGE thank you and shout out to Jessica for accompanying me to get new debit/credit cards and a new license. You're the best, chica. Te amo mucho.

1.10.2012

Title-less

Hi, remember me? That goofy ginger with too many words? Yeah, that one. I'm just here to tell you that things are good. School is back in session. My first day of Spanish (this semester) was today. Yeah, I have {lots} of homework and fortunately I don't understand it. HOLLA. Please tell me you can read sarcasm. Tomorrow is Wednesday and that means only one class (besides institute), so things are looking up.


I hope you're all watching the Bachelor each week. Entertainment at it's finest. And just as a side note: I'm a closet Hulu addict. I watch way too many shows. If you ever want to discuss a popular show on Hulu, there's a good chance I watch it. Call me, beep me whenever you need a gossip sesh about the tele.


xoxox,


Miss Jones




And just for good measure, here's a thought I stole from someone. I can't remember who. Oops.

10.08.2011

Phases

I go through these phases where I miss Spain immensely. Can I just move there and take the people I love the most with me? I don't see why that hasn't happened already. :)

My mother and I at El Generalife. Granda, Spain
Her first ever Paella. Madrid, Spain.
El Generalife. Granda, Spain.
A group shot in Ronda, Spain.
I came to appreciate and love so many of these people.

Mainly I just want to go back and visit my host mother and host sister. It is true, I fell in love in Spain. No, not with a man, but with my group, my family, and my city.


Mucho amor,

Miss Jones