Thoughts

Missing home?
It does not get easier as time passes by, you just handle it better.

When I get a particular smell in my surroundings, it might take me to the 90's and the scene: My brother is driving, while I am in the front seat & my parents are in the back talking about stuff & we are driving down somewhere in Vine Street and Santa Monica Blvd. to our usual Bagels place to get breakfast before working. During Saturdays we would all go clean this Plastic Surgery clinic (it was speculated that Michael Jackson got operated but never found out) near to the La Brea Tar Pits.

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It might take me to my Middle School (7th grade) times where I stopped hanging out with my Elementary friends to hang out with 8th graders that listened to the music I really liked: The Cranberries, Nirvana, The Offspring, Sublime, Red Hot Chilli Peppers & the list goes on! I am still good friends with one of them :).

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In High School a group of us always hung out at a tree (not too close to the popular people because they were annoying,  but close enough to get to our lockers & restrooms). It was always a group of us; Cindy, Johana, Brenda, Evelyn T.(who did hung around us previous to her adventures with drugs that we got the blame for from her mom), Evelyn C, Juan (Cindy & Evelyn T's cousin and I.
You can always find me sitting on the grass, reading magazines, a big bottled water or just talking about music/gossip or our up coming SAT's exam.
I was not considered a geek, popular, athletic, gangster, or anything else that High School puts you in.
I was all in one except athletic because I always ended up hanging out with Brenda (one of my best friends) somewhere far away from coach and just did the bare minimal laps to get a D+ which was passing for P.E in my days.

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Hurrying up to  get out of a class in College so that I can go to the Computer Lab and talk to Derick, who is now my husband :)! I remember scouting the room for the good computers with a good connection, knew which ones since I would spend hours there.

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To a memory with family, friends, food, a concert, walking down Hollywood Blvd., hanging out on Venice Beach or walking Korea Town for an Acupuncture appointment or  just in my apartment with music on very high volume.

I miss blasting on music, thats therapy to me!

But the memories I'm making in Madrid will also have major impact in my life.