the church

spacing out

get on that

recap

so it's been forever since i've posted any big news up, but maybe it's because i've been given a shit load of homework, and don't have the time at school... or should i say at college to be bloggin? god it feels so weird knowing im in college, living in a dorm away from home, and away from my loved ones. just the word "college" itself. the feeling of independence is so great, now its all up to me to wake up early for class, or decide if i even feel like going to class.

marist college is pretty great so far, the campus is honestly beautiful, and a decent size. we got all kinds of students here, good, bad, skinny, fat, smokers, drinkers, both, or neither. im both haha just kidding.

the best part of school are my classes though. i cant believe i am even saying this, but i enjoy each and everyone of my classes. the teachers treat us like mature adults, and their lectures just go with the flow. this old poughkeepsie town is pretty dead in general, but i've been discovering really interesting spots along the railroad tracks by the river.

ive seen an abandoned asylum, water towers, waterfalls, caves and hiking trails all around town. theres this bridge i walked over on the hudson river today and it's only fifteen minutes walking from the campus. although poughkeepsie is not too pretty, the view from the bridge was sick. unfortunately the weather up here is getting bad already and the wind from the river feels even ten times worse once it hits. fuke the winter time, im soooo not ready for it. im all about the summertime and nothing more. why does time go by so frikin quickly when you least want it to, such a bummer.

october 15th i have a three day weekend so i am really excited to go to the city and see everyone, especially so i can visit bobbie jean at her new job. i've been super productive lately and feeling good about myself, i got a job as campus security and im killing it in volleyball, and my grades too. i've met a few pretty tight people at my dorm but overall the majority at marist college are narrow minded jerks. luckily this school is too close to home for me to be getting homesick so i can't complain. although i did get sick a week ago, and not until then did i begin to get a little emotional thinking about mom's soup and love i missed most. everyone gets so emotional these days, why is there so much bullshit in this world we live in? life would be so much easier if everyone could just own up to their mistakes and learn from them. i finally had a few hours of boredom at my dorm to lurk the web. i even looked over my older posts, and boy was that a slap on the face or what. it was so depressing to look back at the good old days and realize how unfortunately some people are always changing and to never pour your heart out too much because then SHIT happens

this to all the fuckers out there

machete

i can't wait so see this movie, the actor danny trejo used to be a good friend of my moms when they worked in the movie "heat" together. danny seems like the ultimate mexican luchador and i love robert rodriguez' films. go see it!

most beautiful

de puta madre

rasta

where you going with that!

fresh pearsss

r.i.p. oh señor wonderful

what THE?!

aw look mimi...

my girl tasha leading us through the journey

welcome to orta de sant juan

heavy d

mi verano en barcelona

squatter house

la catedral

la playa y el penne?

best sticker by far

ouch

mimi was shredding so hardbody

los bunkers

picking julia up from work

la bonita camila mercado

barrio gotíc

the beautiful ponds of orta de sant juan

my country house in spain

i just got back from the most beautiful and best city of all... barcelona. mimi came with me and we had a blast. hiking wild crazy mountains, bar hopping, cruising through the city with our bikes and boards, and spliffin it at the beach. it sucks how time flies so fuckin fast when your having an amazing time. i got back yesterday and had to leave at 6 am today to move all my crap to my new dorm at marist. it feels really weird having a dorm and a roommate, college feels so unreal its a very exciting nerve racking experience. i feel like i just started a whole new life over here, but maybe its because of my new hair color too. i bought this henna hair dye my friend julia told me about in barcelona and i knew my hair would have a little redish tint to it but shit, now i look like a ginger head. gosh i have so many stories to tell but no one probably cares so ill just put up all the pictures of barcelona mimi and i took

i still have to develop the black and white film shots i took of barci but they'll come up soon