They say you're not from Texas, but Texas wants you anyway

Did I cry when pretty much everyone but me went home on Wednesday? No.
Did I cry when I talked to my mom and dad on Thanksgiving? No.
Did I cry when I realized this was the first time I wouldn't get to put up Christmas decorations at home? No.
You know when I cried? I cried this morning when I looked at Nata's pictures from Aaron's party and saw that I wasn't in them cause I wasn't home.

Seriously, wtf?

I've been updating my blog way too much. And with pointless crap. I'm sorry.

I fell into a burning ring of fire...

Walk the Line = really, really great movie. It was a lot better than Ray in case you're like me and maybe 10 others (maybe more) who didn't really like Ray.
Joaquin Phoenix has replaced whoever it was before him, as the love of my life. Amazing.
Reese Witherspoon was enchanting as well.
It was a wonderful movie and you should see it.

Oh the wonderment of $1 subway fare for the holiday season.
How delightful. How joyous. How glorious.
Merry Christmas season.

Incredible

Friendsgiving was amazing.
My Thanksgiving was better than yours.
The boys of 907 are my heroes.
Mom's gonna have to step it up next year if she wants me home.
Pictures

Fill my belly with turkey right now.

Why does my body wake me up at 8:30 a.m. when I don't have to get up at 8:30 a.m.? It makes no sense whatsoever and it's REALLY annoying especially when I go to bed at 3:00 a.m. Ugh.

But on a happier note, Nick, Steven, and I definitely walked home last night in the first snowfall of the season.

Ok so actually they were more like flurries that didn't stick to the ground, but it still counts. Awesome.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

i heart georgetown

This weekend I went to visit Jillian at Georgetown. And it was awesome. I am defintiely a little bit in love with Jillian's friends.

Friday night there was an a capella festival at the school and I'm not gonna lie, good a capella stuff...bit of a turn on. All of the groups were great with the exception of one which I won't mention cause I think they've been embarrassed enough. Some of the songs performed were "Behind These Hazel Eyes", "Mr. Brightside", "All These Things That I've Done", "Papa Don't Preach", "Goldigger" (which was rapped by the whitest white boy by the way), and many others.

Saturday morning we had to get up at 4:15 am because Jillian was working at the Help the Homeless marathon. It was fun except that when we were done at 11:30, I thought it was 3. So my inner clock was completely off.

Saturday night I was introduced to the wonder that is the CORP and their parties. Jillian is part of this student run corporation and that night they were having CORP Golf which is basically going from house to house (hole to hole), taking a shot and leaving to the next hole. I'm not gonna lie, lots of fun. Culminated with a big party at Jillian's friend Frank's house. And the thing is, this starts at 8 and so we were passed out by like 1:00 or something. Jillian thought I was dead cause I wouldn't answer her, which is kind of a scary thought.

Some memorable points of the weekend:

1. a) This is how I was introduced to people at the beginning of the evening:
Jillian: Hey (so-and-so), this is my friend Anna visiting from New York.
Me: Nice to meet you (so-and-so).
b) This is how I was introduced to people later on:
Me: (points to person) Hey! Who are you?
2. Anna-Ana
3. Jillian: Don't cha wish your roommate was HOT like mine?!
4. Completely inappropriate conversations.
5. Speaking perfect Spanish to someone even though I was completely drunk (which has made me come to the conclusion that foreign languages are spoken better when drunk).
6. Waking up the next morning sore from dancing too much.
7. Ivy: So did you see Craig trying to get me to strip last night?
Jillian: Yes, cause I was helping him.
8. "Whatever, I'm over it"

These are just a few pictures. The rest can be seen on my Facebook album.



Is my unda-wears showing?



Jillian & Me..smiling like fools...for one reason or another...



Ivy, Me, & Jillian...close to the end of the evening...


Also, weather.com is predicting snow for Thanksgiving, which is kind of exciting.

Getting lost in el ritmo / He whispers te quiero, te quiero

1. I love having a best friend who instead of trying to get you out of a lonely state by saying that you won't be alone forever and there's somebody for everyone, lets you be and understands that sometimes you need a night like that and therefore fuels your mood by sending you silly love songs to listen to on repeat and put up as away messages. Jillian rules. You wish you were her.

2. Next weekend is going to be crrrrrazy and awesome and I couldn't be more excited. I'm especially excited for getting up at 5:30 am on Saturday. Yes!

3. I have a paper to write now. Boooooo!!! But then once it's done, a huge weight will be lifted off of my shoulders. Yaaaaaaaay!!!

I'm infatuated with "Infatuation" by the way...hahahahaha, oh I'm funny....

So I was tearing tickets at the Magik Markers show tonight and talking to this guy who was working with me and here's a bit of the conversation we had:

Mike: So where are you from?
Me: Texas. Where are you from?
Mike: Jersey.
Me: My mom's from Jersey.
Mike: Oh where in Jersey?
Me: Wayne.
Mike: Oh yea I know Wayne. And where's your dad from?
Me: Mexico.
Mike: Really?
Me: Yea.
Mike: So he's Mexican?
Me: Yea.
Mike: Huh, you don't look Mexican.
Me: Yea, I know.

So yea. I haven't heard the whole "you don't look Mexican" thing in a long time. Sometimes I'm annoyed by the comment, sometimes I'm amused, sometimes I just don't care. Tonight I saw it coming from the moment he asked where my dad was from. I just thought, "after I answer this question, he's gonna get a surprised face and say 'you don't look Mexican.'" And he did. What all these people don't know is that what I lack in looks, I gain in dance and accent when I speak Spanish. So there.

I still don't like spicy foods though. According to my mom, that's what makes me a strange Mexican/Italian. So I guess I got my taste buds from the Norwegian in me. Anyways, I like ethnology. It's pretty neat.

Christmas is carols to warm you in the snow...

Is it Christmas yet?

No?

That's what I thought. Just checking.

I'm ridiculously excited for Christmas this year. I'm always excited but this time I'm uber excited. It's probably cause I'm not going home for Thanksgiving. Or it could be that Christmas is just awesome.

And is anyone else anticipating this as much as I am. I mean I've been excited about movies coming out before but yea I just can't resist using the word uber again. It just looks so good. And if it's not, I'm going to cry. Seriously. November 18th...I'll be in D.C. but yea after, who's going with me cause this isn't a movie I'm seeing by myself.

Brooklyn. Woot.

I wasn't going to go out last night. I got back from the movie and was expecting to crash. But lo and behold, house party in Brooklyn. I gotta tell ya, it was tons of fun kids. Just look!









Steven sandwich. Mmmmm...



Me & Ryan & Norway rule.







Mike touching Ryan



Ryan decided to straddle the banister...







I guess Nick has a problem with paparazzi







Alex played me "Since U Been Gone"...what a hunk

I'm an okay guy, by the way.

I saw Shopgirl tonight. And I can't really write what I thought about it cause I don't really know. It was nice but it left me feeling kind of hmmmm. I DO know that I loved Jason Schwartzman. Everyone talks about how Claire Danes steals the show and I mean she was good but I thought Jason was great. Maybe it's because 1) I really like him anyways and 2) I really like to laugh and he made me laugh every time he came on the screen. So that could be it. But whatever. It wasn't a bad movie. I never realized how hairy Jason Schwartzman was though. Not that that has to do with whether it was good or not.

I also think it's quite possible that he could be my soulmate. But I'm not even sure I believe in that stuff anymore. But if did he would be in the running...even though I don't know him.

And it's official. I need to get out more.

Selected sentences from an email my mom sent me:

"Thanks for the info on the strike, I read it and yes your president does sound like a dick."

"I was in Lowe's today looking at paint and caulk and they have Christmas stuff on display. Start putting together your Christmas list!"

And if I tell my mom about a friend and she can't remember their name, she names them herself using descriptions I gave. So, for example, Lisa became "your Italian Long Island friend." I love my mom. And I get to see her in 34 days along with MY Italian/Norwegian family. Yay! And I'm going to visit Jillian in 2 weeks! Yay! And they're having an acapella festival when I go. Double Yay! I need a break from New York like whoa and I finally get to have one...in 2 weeks...but I have papers/tests until then so I gotta suck it up and power through. See, I can give myself pep talks. Woot.

I'm working the merch table at the Xiu Xiu show tonight. It'll probably be boring cause it's not in the actual auditorium. But maybe a musician will hit on me again...maybe... ;) *giggle* *awkward*