“you look like a cat, yet… WHAT ARE YOU?” 

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mklarimba:

kimpoyfeliciano:

GET INVOLVED. STOP AT NOTHING. THE WORLD MUST KNOW.

I dare you to stop scrolling through your dashboard. Stop checking your Facebook newsfeed that you’ve already checked two seconds ago. Stop updating your Twitter and seeing what your favorite celebrities are saying. Stop watching funny and nonsense videos on Youtube. Take time to educate yourself to MAKE A DIFFERENCE in this world. This is your chance! WATCH THIS VIDEO.

Let’s make JOSEPH KONY Famous!!

Who is JOSEPH KONY?

He is THE WORST LIVING CRIMINAL. He abducts children and makes them use guns to kill their own parents. He takes girls and forces them to be sex slaves. He calls his abducted children the Lord’s Resistance Army, AKA the LRA. He has abducted over 30,000 children and forced them to be child soldiers in Central Africa. He remains at large because he is INVISIBLE to the world. FEW know his name, even FEWER know his crimes. WE ARE MAKING HIM FAMOUS! Because when he is, the world will unite against him and demand his arrest.

We can help make a change. We can make a difference.

I feel so inspired. I feel the need to help and make a difference. This has to happen in 2012. We can’t let him go around and keep doing this to children in Central Africa. Let’s make his name known so he can be stopped. HE CAN NO LONGER BE INVISIBLE!

REBLOG IF YOU CARE.

This will not make your blog ugly, please take a moment to reblog and get the word out. SHARE THIS TO EVERYONE! Be a part of something BIG and when they catch this man, you would be able to say.. “I HELPED.”

LET’S START HERE ON TUMBLR.

Educate yourself and make a difference.

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And Now Something A Little Different..

It just occurred to me just how much technology is a big part of my life.  Sure I don’t have the shiny iPads or the new, improved Macs or the big screen plasma TVS.  But what I am equipped with, I use daily - even, I think, a little too much.

I used to read a lot more than I used to.  Barnes & Nobles was one of my favorite places in the world and I would beg my mother to take me there whenever we could.  I loved the smell of books, the smell of the shop and the feel of the pieces of paper between my finger tips.

I haven’t read (more like, read through more than three chapters) of a book in more than a year - two years maybe!  And it’s horrifying to me of how much time has went by since.  I’ll get that sudden urge, read for a couple of days and then put it down, doing something completely different. 

I used to knit.  I was in the middle of knitting during a “NO TECHNOLOGY” hiatus and I loved it.  I stopped when I got back on the computer.  I don’t even know where my yarn and needle are anymore.

I used to exercise more and do Pilates and yoga.  I’ve finally gotten back in the groove, but mostly just to exercise.  Never to do it for fun.

A day in the life - I wake up in the morning and shut off my alarm - which is programmed in my cellphone.  I get up, sit down on the couch and open up my laptop to check Facebook, E-mail and a quick view of tumblr.  I’ve even switched to Comcast and Yahoo to check the daily news (since I don’t read a newspaper anymore.)  I go through my day, come back home and turn on the TV.  I grab a snack, find a channel that I like with one of my favorite shows and open my laptop to do exactly what I did that morning.  EXCEPT, I do it for a long period of time.  And not only that, but I have cellphone on me and am constantly texting people. 

Something like this picture above -but with the TV going on in the background too.

Enter Alex.  He smiles, we say hello, give each other kisses and ask about each others days.  He gets a snack or takes a shower, comes back into the living room, sits down and turns on his computer.  Now he is checking his E-Mail, ESPN and finally goes onto his newfound love (haha) The Old Republic game.  He puts his headset on and is completely engrossed in the game.

Now picture our sitting arrangement.  Alex at his computer, headset on and eyes on the screen while his fingers are moving quickly across the keyboard and pounding the mouse.  Across from him is me - on the computer (FACEBOOK, TUMBLR, SIMS), texting and looking up occasionally at the TV when something interesting pops up.  By the way, he’s texting too - either a family member, an old friend or coercing some of his internet buddies to play TOR with him.

We are aware that we are both in the room, but barely speak a word.  Oh there is the occasional “HONEEYY, what are you doing?” or “HONEEYY, I miss you.” or “Hey I got a funny story today ..” and then we go back in silence doing our own thing.  And this has been our routine since we’ve moved in together.  Almost every single day.  When we go out, we each have our phones. And what are we doing half of the time? Checking our phones, or texting someone or eyes glued to the TV, but when in discussion - will make eye contact and talk - but then eyes back on the TV. 

Of course we like the comfortable silence and that’s probably why I’ve never noticed it before.  When I see all of this in words, my stomach drops a little of how “far apart” we are.  Nothing about our relationship is different, except maybe the fact that technology is getting in the middle of us.  And not just us, but even my friendships.

You see these pictures and you feel that same stomach drop I feel, or maybe you don’t.  You see just how silly it looks, right?  How silly how, in a way, you’re ignoring the person next to you.  Someone who wants to spend time with you and every couple of minutes you pick up your phone.  He’s done it. I’ve done it.  My friends have done it. We’ve all done it.

I come over to spend time with my parents.  I sit with my dad, watching TV and what do I do? I’m texting. I’m texting Alex, whom I live with, instead of giving dad 100% of my attention.  It makes me sick now thinking about that.  Now I realize, when it’s done to me, how that makes him feel.  Or makes a friend feel. Or makes Alex feel.

How a friend is talking to you and as they’re in mid sentence, you pick up your phone and just quickly send a text with “I don’t want them to think I’m ignoring them.  Okay I said goodbye, what were you saying?”

There will be hours where we are so quiet.. we’re so engrossed in something on the computer or the TV or video games.  That if one of us tries to talk to each other, the other (him or I) respond slightly irritated that our concentration is now broken.

Sure, we’ve been texting non stop every day since he gave me his phone number.  I have texted during another conversation in person.  I’ve done it at school.  I’ve done it at my parent’s house.  His grandparent’s house.  My extended family’s house.  My friend’s house.  And so has he.  And so have you.

We’ve all done it.  Maybe the experts talking about technology is right; saying that all of these cellphones and laptops and blahblahblah are getting in the middle of couples/relationships/families. 

“Who are you texting?”

“What’re you writing a novel?”

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“Huh?”

“I still can’t hear you.”

“Are you seriously texting while we’re out?”

“Don’t you ever put those things down?”

I’m sure everyone has heard those or at least one of those. Or something very similar to.

Have you ever been in a room where people are having a conversation .. and then suddenly it goes silent.  You look up from your cellphone after you sent a text and you notice that everyone else in the room has a phone in their hand too.  Sending a text.  Checking an email. Looking at facebook.

THIS -

Fun party.

I’m cutting this off before it gets in the way my relationship with my future husband. With my friends. With my own family.  There is no way I am going to be looking like that picture above.  It’s just so silly.  TV will be cut off tremendously.  Laptop time is going to be cut off quite a bit.  I go out, I will not check my cellphone unless called for emergencies.  It’s rude having to text when you should be paying attention to the person you are with.  I’ve realized that now. 

If it’s hard to do that - text when no one is around.  Text when you’re in the bathroom - tell them you’re busy right now and get back to them later.  That person you’re out with deserves your time and it hurts their feelings when you’re looking down at a screen rather than their eyes.

I’m going to read more.

I’m going to be more productive with my time than just sit on my behind and scroll mindlessly through the internet.

I’m over this.  It’s time for a good change.  2012 is going to be a good year and - better late than never- it starts now.

It’s possible to live without technology - at least try it by using it less… IT’S TOO TIME CONSUMING.  I feel like a freakin’ robot sometimes and that I’m numb to the rest of the world.  I’m living, but not really LIVING!!

It’s time to REALLY live.  Do daring things.  Try new things.  Step away from the phone. The TV.  Pick up a newspaper. Pick up a book.  Take up a hobby.  Knit.  Dance.  Do Yoga.  Write.  Sing.  Start running.  Draw.  Paint.  Do something challenging for your brain! Your body! Anything!

The question is …

Who is brave enough to do the challenge with me? Can you let it go? 


For those who do not get the “STOMP STOMP STOMP” reference in the blog post below. :) :)


Seven Months.

Seven months until I get married to Alex.

We’re not even in double digits people - SINGLE. DIGITS.

My mind is blown.. Is this truly how fast it’s supposed to go?

I met - and fell - for Alex when I was 19 years old.  He was 21.  The ages my parents got married. 

I will be 22 and he will be 23 (24 the next day) on the day of our marriage, is this how fast it goes? 

We’ve been dating for three years? Really? God, you know it still feels like the first.  Which is a wonderful thing, I suppose, because we’re still and maybe forever will be, stuck in that “Honeymoon” stage that everyone loves.

What’s next? Though the obviously, children, but not for a couple more years. Not until we have solid jobs, stability and the knowledge of taking care of beautiful little babies.  My - STOMP STOMP STOMP - biological clock is thankfully ticking slowly.

I guess I’m just marveling over how fast time goes.  And how every moment is so precious with the ones you love. 

I love the feeling I get when he climbs into bed, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his chest at night. I love the feeling when I wake up (always a morning bird) before him and he’s facing me. Quiet, peaceful, gentle.  I can never help myself, I always run my fingers through his hair or stroke his cheek, just light enough to not wake him up.

When we’re laying next to each other and I do one of my silly little antics to make him laugh.  The way his smile ends up in that crooked, Han Solo way that I love so much and you can just tell by his eyes he is happy. 

Or the past month, all I’ve been hearing is “HONEYYYY” or “Honey….?” or “HOOOOONEEEEYYYYY CMEEEREEE.”

I love that I get to do this the rest of my life. I just wish that time went a little slower so that I could be stuck in those little moments .. Those little, “trivial” moments forever.

<3





Half Awake Post

And as usual, my updating is becoming less and less.

I did promise another after christmas and here it is.

I am living with my love.  We are living in our own place.

We had help from both families and friends and now we have something that we can call ours.

It fits us like a love.  I love it here, I’ve gotten used to the sounds and adjusted to how I would live everyday.

I have not stopped cleaning. I don’t think I will ever stop cleaning.  I believe I have already become a “wife”.  Which is not a bad thing, seeing as Alex had been calling me his wife for years.

I just don’t have the official title yet.  In mere months, I will. We’re in single digits now for months.  I’m shaking just thinking about it.  I wonder how our parents feel too.

I’m sure when they look at us, they still see us in baby clothes with tiny little sneakers.  Or sitting in in their laps, with our heads resting on their chests and falling asleep.  Or the first day of school and when we flash you a smile holding out lunch boxes, you can see a missing front tooth.  Or even four, five years ago the graduation caps on our heads from high school.

I believe that’s what they see, even for just a flickering moment.  And then they really open their eyes.  They see two grown ups, taking another step into the journey that we were made for. We never really leave our parents nor do we not be called “children”.  We are still their children, their kids, their babies.  They will always call us their baby. 

I know and feel how proud of how we turned out and I hope they know we appreciate everything they have ever done for us.  Every ounce of love and joy and tears and sweat and blood and life runs through us because of them.

This turned into more of an appreciation post for parents than anything.  But, I think it needs to be put out there too.

I love you, Mom & Dad.  Thank you for everything.  Lets keep this ‘Jamaican bobsled’ going. ;)