He's gonna have nightmares about that fast ball.
I’d rather be freezing my ass off at PETCO Park, cheering on my Cuban brothers…instead, I’m here in my apartment, with a nasty headache, and getting ready to start studying for my last final. Blah. Nonetheless, Buena Suerte Cuba!
"Jazz is like blues with a shot of heroin"
It simply amazes me how much emotion this song conveys; no words needed, just the beautiful sound of the trumpet says it all. I love it & must say, it’s one of my favorite songs ever. Miles Davis=Genius.
I love gangster rap, and I'm tired of being a pc.
I hate my computer. It enjoys making my life harder. Freezing all the time. I want a maaaac for my birthday. Plus…I kinda have a crush on Justin Long.
Cigarettes & coffee.
So, I finally finished that lame paper I was damning to hell so much. Freakin’ mmw sucks the energy out of me…stayed up till 6:00a photocopying book pages, highlighting, labeling…ugh, but what keeps me from going crazy is the fact that I only have ONE more quarter of this class. At first, my feelings towards making of the modern world were positive, but now…this class is...
Me: Hey! How do you like your new boobies? Lol.
Adriana: You sent that to the wrong number, but hope they turned out great!
La memoria del corazón elimina los malos recuerdos y magnifica los buenos, y...– Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Pena por la ciudad.
After making a little bit of time to finally post my first ever blog on tumblr, (I really haven’t actually made any time…I should be working on a 10 pg research paper I have due on Friday for one of my classes which, by the way, is on the impact the Haitian Revolution had on the Cuban Independence movement- sounds fun right?), I have decided to put up a video of one of my favorite...