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Wednesday, September 15, 2010 § 1


Hi friends! I have had blogging on my mind for a week now, but I haven't had the time! I know... a 15 year old without time? I started a new school this year because the town where my old school is does not care about money for education therefore the school was going to be unaccredited. This has been a HUGE transition and new phase in my life. The schools cannot be any more different. My old school has 600 teenagers, and my new school has 2100 teenagers. Going from having one tiny crowded building to having two ginormous buildings makes me feel as if I'm working out on a gym treadmill everyday just by walking from class to class in different buildings. I do love my classes though! They are amazing! I'm taking: The Art of Writing, Anatomy and Physiology, US History 2, French 3, Chemistry, English 3, and Algebra 2& Trigonometry. All my classes except math are honors classes and today has been the first time I am not plagued by homework, and therefore I am blogging! I have to say that my favorite classes are the first three. The Art of Writing is awesome! I have to keep a journal of poetry, fiction stories, or simply random things I feel the need to write about. Today was the first day we had to share one of our journal entries, and I shared my "Perfection: Never achieved" poem, and I was so shocked and happy that everyone truly enjoyed it. I had such great positive feedback. I also appreciate all the feedback everyone on here comments. It really makes my day. I am so critical on my writing, and I never feel it's really that good because for some reason I can't grip the fact that people think I'm a good writer so when all of you wonderful readers comment on my work, even give me constructive criticism I really appreciate it. I do want to say that my three week vacation was awesome. I LOVE the Dominican Republic, and I miss when I lived there. I am terribly sad about being separated from my cousin Lorena because we are basically twins considering she's only a month older than I am. How am I supposed to deal being separated from my twin?! Anyways, I'll end this post now because I don't want to bore you with a useless ramble, but I will say that I'm going to be catching up on your blogs soon!

Signing off,
Sophia

Perfection: never achieved

Friday, August 27, 2010 § 5


It's so hard to hide the disappointment when you finally must admit to yourself that you are not equal, in fact, you are inferior.
All that runs through my mind are strategies to achieve perfection.
I will never be as smart, skinny, or happy as you, so why even try?
You have everything: money, a boy, a beautiful body.
Maybe I'm being a bit materialistic, but isn't this a materialistic world after all?

Signing off,
Sophia

Running on energy drinks and chance.

Monday, August 9, 2010 § 1


I'm a terrible blogger, sorry. I apologize a million times. These past few weeks have been absolutely crazy. I've been working with my mom, and that takes up a lot of energy already. Right now I'm running on pure energy drinks and chance. I will explain why.

On Friday, I am traveling with my family to the Dominican Republic to see our family and friends. My older brother, Michael, my sister, Sarah, and my own passports were expired so last Thursday my dad came to my house to sign documents that would allow us to get new passports. I had a genius idea of how he should take us to Six Flags that Saturday because we hadn't gone all summer and I had some friends dying to go. He agreed, so on Friday my mom bought the tickets online. My printer wasn't working, and Michael along with my best friend, Julio had to stay up and try to fix it. Of course I wasn't going to leave them alone, and this "simple" task kept us awake until 3 AM. Keep in mind we had to wake up at 8 AM because the amusement park opens at 10 AM and is around 2 hours away from where I live. After my dad arrived to pick us up and tells my mom he needs to use her van because we were 7 people and wouldn't be able to fit comfortably in his little 5 person car, she explains how she thought we would all go in his little car and that her van needs gas and an oil change. This is where everything starts. Before leaving to get the oil change, my mom made egg omelets for everyone knowing at the park we wouldn't end up eating until 8 PM. Finally after eating we got the oil change at some cheap gas station and the guy barely knew what he was doing because we had to end up taking the van to another oil change place. Soon after, my dad drove us to Six Flags. We got there around 3 PM because of a traffic jam. Whatever, we had a lot of fun, got on a ton of roller coasters (I'm an adrenaline junkie), and ate around 9 PM. My dad, my brother, my best friend Julie, and me decided to get on a roller coaster right after eating and luckily we didn't throw up or anything. On our way back to our van (which was a pretty long walk through 3 huge parking lots to the very end) we had various conversations with random strangers, and yelled happily. Little did we know at 11 PM the night was just beginning.

Earlier that day, while parking we realized the car could not reverse. Now not only could the car not reverse, but it made some weird, loud noise while on park. We called a ton of mechanics we knew, and my mom, and everyone said not to drive the car. The problem? It's by now 11:30 PM, we're 2 hours away from our houses, and have barely any money for a cab all the way back. My little brother fell asleep in the car until he woke up suddenly and threw up in the car. Seconds after, my sister throws up on the parking lot floor. This was the second time both of them threw up that day. Now not only are we stranded alone, (the park closes at 10 PM so we're alone in the parking lot) but now everything smells like puke. I have a something close to emetophobia, the fear of vomit. I had to suck it up, block my nose, and clean the vomit, with many pauses due to gagging. For the next hour and a half, the five people that had cell phones including myself were dialing all transportation centers, hotels, mechanics, etc. Gratefully my friend's parents were understanding and didn't make the situation more stressing than it already was. Finally my mom called at around 1 AM saying she found a cab driver willing to drive us to a hotel she made reservations at. Minutes after that, a security guard drove by telling us that the lights in the parking lot were shutting off in half an hour. There we were, praying the cab driver would arrive already. Finally he did and when we went into the car there was the biggest smell of marijuana. The driver was high! He even went the wrong way and had to turn back. With luck we got to the hotel without any accidents. He ended up charging us $25 for a 5 mile drive. We were absolutely ripped off, but we weren't thinking much of it at the time. Finally at the hotel we crashed around 3:30 AM.

The next morning we had to wake up at 8 AM for breakfast at the hotel. After EVERYTHING, we towed the van to the ONLY mechanic shop open on Sunday and found out we could drive the van home. WHAT A WASTE OF TIME. Of course, we didn't want to risk driving with the car so messed up and 7 people in case we broke down on the highway. I took a short nap when we got home, but it was very troubled sleep so I didn't get much rest. Last night I ended up sleeping at around 1 AM and had to wake up at 7 AM for my siblings and I to take our passport photos and arrive at our appointment with the passport agency on time. I was obliged to go to a family friend's pool this afternoon, and got back a couple hours ago. I wish I could sleep, but my cousin is going to the Dominican Republic at 3 AM and I'm accompanying my mom who is taking him to the airport.

My week will be so busy until my trip too. I have to go shopping tomorrow. Wednesday my dad is traveling to California, so we have to take him to the airport. Also, we have to pick up our passports that day, then take the van to the mechanic. Thursday there is a party, and my family has to pack for our early morning flight the next day. I will not be blogging for at least this week. I actually don't know the next time I can, but I'll try to fit it in somewhere seeing as how I'll be in the Dominican Republic for three weeks. Anyways, this post has been WAYYYY too long.

P.S. Both roller coasters in the picture are two of the ones I went on :D

Signing off,
Sophia

When the shoe is tight, buy a new one.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010 § 0


I'm back! Probably not that exciting, but I'm excited to tell you about my trip and my lovely two weeks with my cousin. I went to Nantucket, off the coast of Massachusetts where I live, for vacation to see my cousin who I only see once a year during the summer. Her name is Lorena and she's only a month older than me. It really sucks that she lives in the Dominican Republic and I only see her once a year although we talk all the time because we're so alike almost like twins. Luckily she travels to the United States during vacations to visit her mom since she lives with her dad.
Anyways, the first day was full of surprises and getting lost. I was picked up from the ferry port, and met my new baby cousin. She's absolutely adorable. We got lost on the way back to the house my aunt was renting. My aunt was driving in circles trying to read the map for about an hour until she finally recognized something. While home, I changed out of my sweaty clothing because damn it's hot in Nantucket. Also, another thing is that EVERYONE in Nantucket wears sunglasses. It's like a shield against the extremely bright sun. So after changing and retouching my hair Lorena and I headed into town. We took the bus, and let me tell you, all the bus stops look the same: just a pole and a bench. My cousin and I were completely clueless about anything in Nantucket so once we got off the bus, we were aimlessly wandering around having no idea where we were. Another fact about Nantucket is that everyone is amazingly good looking and so thin! Grandmothers, mothers, girls, guys, grandfathers: everyone is thin. Lorena and I were rating guys all day and hoping to muster some courage to talk to some, but we were feeling terribly shy. After two hours of exploring and picture taking we tried finding the bus station... for an hour. Finally we found it and got on the bus. After getting on we realized neither of us knew our bus stop. The lady at the bus station said it was one of the stops near the end of the route. Near the end, I saw a stop that resembled the one we got on at earlier and I told my cousin. The conversation went like this:

Me: I think this is the stop, let's get off and if not we should just wait for the next bus.
Lorena: No, this isn't the one. Let's check the next one.
Bus keeps going. Lorena's face changes to a shocked "whoops" expression.
Lorena: We just passed the house....

We had to get off at the next stop and walk about a mile back to the house. We never forgot our bus stop again.

During the rest of my trip, Lorena and I went to town almost everyday, we went to the beach, we went to restaurants, we took a million pictures, we drank a lot of wine and vodka and overall had such a great time. I think the only thing that possibly ruined some of my time was my low self esteem. It sucks to have a low self esteem, but I just don't measure up to beautiful people.
Anyways, Lorena came back to my small town with me for three days because she hadn't been here since she was eight. After picking us up, my family took Lorena and I out to eat. My little sister is terrible at keeping secrets, and she kept whispering to my little brother so I knew something was up. Once arriving home everyone followed Lorena and I to my room and to my surprise, my mom had COMPLETELY redone my room to compliment the walls I painted with Julio back in February. I am one of those people that are obsessed with colors in comparison to black or white or cream, and my mom redid my room to be so freaking colorful so I was jumping and screaming like many teenage girls do. Now I love spending time reading in my room. Well for the three days Lorena was at my house, Julio slept over and we went to Boston, the mall, and pulled all nighters every night. I also learned to solve a Rubik's Cube!! I feel pretty accomplished. Lorena left yesterday morning, and I've been feeling terrible nostalgia ever since. I might be traveling to the Dominican Republic with my family though in a couple weeks because I haven't been there in two years practically since I moved back from there. Let's hope that happens... On a last note, I have written a few poems that I will be sharing soon. This post has been wicked long already, so I'll leave you with some pictures.


This was in Boston with some street performers.

Showing off a random car in Nantucket

Lorena solving her new Rubik's Cube.

Lorena sipping a mango smoothie.

Sipping my lemon strawberry smoothie :)

My new room.
Signing off,
Sophia

Update

Saturday, July 10, 2010 § 4

Hey friends! I'm currently in Nantucket with my cousin. I'll be here until July 17, but I probably won't be posting until after July 20. Please bear with me, it's summer haha. I have A TON to tell you guys about. For now, I'll leave you with a poem.

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As my chance run out
I am left with nothing
So upset
Control the anger
Keep it hidden
Don't let anyone see the shaking hands, or the death glare
Don't let them know you are not cared about
That you don't matter
Smile
Head high
Confident step
You can break down later in the comfort of loneliness

Signing off,
Sophia

This was supposed to be a quick post...

Wednesday, June 30, 2010 § 2

Hi! So this is my first non-poem post. It feels pretty cool, letting everyone into my life. It's "late" for most people now, but usually at 12 the night is just beginning for me. I'm really tired right now though because I slept over my best friend Julie's house. "Slept over" is not really an appropriate term seeing as how we pulled an all nighter and spent the night doing silly things and laughing most of the time. I have terrible insomnia so it wasn't so hard. This afternoon I slept for about three hours on my couch until my little 6 year old brother woke me up. I swear I fall asleep on my couch more than I do in my bed. The most annoying part of that is waking up and having to move to my bed, because I have to walk up a big set of stairs. (Teenage complaints and laziness, I know.) Anyways, back to the I should be sleeping. Normally, I'd go to bed around 4AM since it is summer and I can wake up whenever, but tomorrow I have to wake up at 8:30AM because my mother owns a school, and lucky me, she has a teacher meeting all day so who gets to watch fifteen screaming 3 and 4 year olds from 10AM till 5PM? ME! Oh joy! (sarcasm) Luckily, Julio (my guy best friend) is coming and he is very tolerant of my bad moods. His mom is my mother's employee, and they've been friends since kindergarten so I get to see him often.
I'm in a really good mood right now though, because I might watch Eclipse with my older brother (16), Julio, and another friend on Friday! I absolutely adore Robert Pattinson!! Also, I bought my AP English summer reading books tonight which are 50 Essays: A portable anthology by Samuel Cohen, The Elements of Style by Strunk and White, and 1000 Most Important Words by Norman Schur. I have to pick five essays out of the first book, write notes about them, and email my teacher the notes for an essay I'll write next school year. I know it may seem weird that I'm excited to begin, but I'm weird haha. It feels like just yesterday I started high school, and now I'm going to be a junior. Two years left till college, so excited! Well my mom just came into the room and began the "when you're tired tomorrow morning don't blame me, because I told you to go to bed early" speech so goodnight or good morning I guess to everyone!

Signing off,
Sophia

P.S. There's a poem I really want to share with you guys, so I'll be doing that tomorrow.

Thoughts

Monday, June 28, 2010 § 2

So, it's late and I'm sitting on my couch thinking about going upstairs to my room to get my little green poetry notebook so I can share a poem I've really been wanting to lately. My teenage laziness has gotten the best of me though.
I have been thinking that I really want to start posting about my days or stories I have as well as my usual poems. I think that when I grow up, and look back upon this blog I want to read about turning points in my life, and this new stage I'm going through with finding friends having recently lost my best friend of two years to a girl who shares a more similar life style (showing up to school two days a week, drinking every weekend, a new hookup every week) to my ex best friend, and after a few months of "solitary confinement" (aka coming home after school because I didn't have anyone to spend time with) finding an amazing friend that shares much more in common with me. I always feel kind of creepy when I'm reading blogs on people's lives because they don't know me, and here I am reading about their most personal experiences and secrets, so I decided I want my lovely readers to know a bit more about me. I want to look back on this blog in the future and laugh at my ridiculous thoughts and times with friends I may not remember.

What do you guys think?

Signing off,
Sophia

Fantasy World

Wednesday, June 23, 2010 § 2

Let's lay down together
I just want to be close to you
I'll get passed your prickly beard
I'll make sure to smell nice
Will you mind my tough skin worn from those endless nights sewing?
Will you kiss me gently?
If only this was real

P.S. I realize this is not really so good, but I wrote it within minutes in a class of mine. School has been over for a week so it's kind of old.

Signing off,
Sophia

Last minute!

Friday, June 11, 2010 § 5

So I'm entering a contest made by a lovely friend, Sanchez from The Inky Finger Files to be a writer for this really cool blog called We Just Don't Know You Yet and here are my entries. They are based on pictures we had to choose from. I really couldn't choose. Maybe you lovely readers can help me? Unfortunately, the contest ends today, but I'd still love to hear your opinions.

Option #1

Don't bother working up a sweat, it's for nothing.

I wish we could all run away in pretty frilly dresses
I wish we could all look graceful while doing so
Who am I kidding?
The streets crumble beneath me everytime I try
The problems are still here waiting for my return
Zoom in on the facts and they're still in little black print on my desk
Is it wrong to want what is unattainable?
No, but it's completely pointless
Might as well give up, and slowly crawl through the storm because it's gonna come at me eventually

Option #2

Letter to you, because I wish for the best.

Dear little girl,
Do you see that out there? It's your future.
Don't mind the crumbling edges of the buildings,
your future won't be perfect. It will crumble
every once in a while. Nobodys future is perfect.
Only you can make it better. Only you can decide
what to do with it. It may look gloomy and gray,
and maybe it will be. You have to mold it to your
liking. Really it never ends up that way. I'm not so
much a pessimist as I am a realist. You'll see that
later on in life. Till then I wish you good luck.
Good luck with guys; with school; with your parents.
Trust me, they won't be so easy once you're a
teenager. You're life can be everything you want it
to be, if only you don't let it lead you.

Signing off,
Sophia

As doubt sets in...

Wednesday, June 9, 2010 § 4

My teachers always tell me I shouldn't use contractions
I just can't help it
My parents tell me to do well in school
I just can't focus
I want to do well
I want to get far in life
What is holding me back?
Why can't I fully perform?
Am I destined to be mediocre; average?
Isn't there a saying that says we can achieve anything as long as we set our minds to it?
So why doesn't that apply to me?
I want to be unique
I want to make a difference
But why does it feel as though I'm just a bug on a windowsill destined to die?

Thank you so much to all my new (and old) followers. You guys inspire me to keep writing.
Signing off,
Sophia

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