So tomatoes have not been cleared, but FDA is saying to eat them anyways : / huh?! What the hell are they doing over there, playing ping pong? At least its one thing Lou Dobbs and I agree on... Oh well, keep that salsa coming I always say : ) 

It's always hard with these things when you get to the part where you have to say "who are you?" Hell, if I knew who I really am at this ripe age of 20 I'd be the messiah. There's too many nuances to myself (or so I'd like to believe) and I can't even begin to describe who I am. 

13 years ago I would've described myself in spanish. I remember the time when I realized that my inner most thoughts were no longer in spanish ... CRAZY! When I started to think in English I felt like a new person, this is where I belonged all along and nobody will take that away from me. So here I am all grown up. My blood runs red, white, and green. But my tears stain red, white and blue. It's a strange place to be (emotionally) but I'm pretty sure I'm a big enough person to love both places equally. 

I'm a not so normal college student trying to get by, not-so-normal because I don't do clubs, cigs, drinking, that stuff is irrelevant to me. It's been a strange transition from high school to college, oh no! I'm just a faceless student now! At least I have my Alex to keep my sanity. My idea of fun is dinner and movie, a new book on a rainy day, being on that theater stage, flying kites, eating food, making food, playing house, and loving life...

A few more words about the theater stage. It really is the best high anyone could offer me. Taking your mind to another place, changing it when you put on a costume is completely cathartic. Being inside another person's mentality, even for a couple of hours, is therapeutic because when you step back and into your life and your own set of problems, no matter how bad it is: feels like home.