2012 has proved to be both different and awesome :)

Goodbye.

I knew in that moment that we were never going to be friends in the same way. And as much as it broke my heart, I knew it was going to come eventually; I knew for a while, I just pushed the idea on the outskirts of my head. Even though it broke my heart, it was a breath of fresh air, and I knew I would be able to escape from all the bullshit. Twelve years under the belt, just like the ten before. But life does go on. And we grow into our selves. Just as I said to her when we were kids, "no matter what, we will always be who we are." She never understood it, but perhaps she does now, and I hope you do too. But I also hope you reflect intensely on why this end has to be. I am not going to sink anymore. I am going to float on my own and will not be pulled down again. I am going to appreciate the world and actually SEE. Me.

I am strong. I am ready for anything. Even the most painful. I hope.

the worst thing is not being able to stop yourself from crying.

I want a future with him, but it can't be a one way street. There has to be a point where we further our relationship and live together, or it will remain the same: apart.

Enough Said.

Haha, I miss them.

Thanksgivin!

Whole Foods turkey with amniotic fluids and dingleberries. Wtf?

Current Thought

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001941/

I guess it never ceases to amaze me that people who have major depression just drag you down with them. I hope that one day I will be able to not suck in the bad energy that encompasses this shit.

8tracks

http://8tracks.com/bananaramaz

Hey everybody! Check out my 8tracks and enjoy the tunes I've put together.

Volpe the Shiba Inu Returns (#2)

I want to add more pictures of Volpe because I've noticed there have been a great deal of views on the last blog!

As I mentioned before, Volpe will allow anyone to dress him up with clothing or bling. Here are a few examples. The first image (below) was taken by my Mum's boyfriend just this morning. Volpe was whining for a bagel with cream cheese that was being consumed just a foot away, and this seemed like a good opportunity to put a hat on him after he perched himself on the couch. The second image (above) was taken last year by my mum after she put on some of her boyfriend's motorcycle garb. Volpe really doesn't mind when anyone puts a scarf or hat on him for some reason. He literally will sit there and be glamorous for the camera. My theory is that he is just too damn lazy to care, haha. Plus, I think he knows how adorable he is and he can't pass up attention.


The next photo was taken by my mum recently. I received this over text and couldn't help but laugh my face off because it describes Volpe so well. As I mentioned, when he doesn't want to move, or go on a walk, he will roll on his back and force himself into a deep sleep. He loves to sleep like this in general in the morning, and this image is what we wake up to sometimes. I don't think I've seen a dog look THAT happy before, to the point that he just lets it all hang out. It really doesn't get any better for this Shiba. He could sleep ALL day if he could, but we have to take him on walks eventually. He must have a pretty solid bladder for how long he can hold it all in...I still don't know how he does it. Well, enjoy his rubbery lips and fangs!

The last image is one I took about two years ago in the car. Volpe loves his car rides and falls asleep in seconds, no surprise there. I love this picture because he is a beautiful Shiba and I think it truly captures him in all his glory. You can also see his cinnamon bun tail!

Daniel, the jumping robot.

My baby cousin is easily entertained, like a cat, with any type of box. Here he is hopping around and pretending to be a robot at my Cousin's bridal shower way back when.

A Part of Me.

Volpe the Shiba Inu

Meet my dog, Volpe (vole-pay). Volpe's name means "fox" in Italian because he looked like a little baby fox when we got him, but also mixed with a bear. A lot of people mistake Shina Inus for foxes when they see them at first, especially the red ones.

Factoids about Volpe

Age: 7 1/2

Eye Color: Brown (they look like raptor eyes)

Coloring: Black & Tan, but getting more white in age

Hobbies: Eating, Sleeping, Playing with his sisters, Nibbling his toys, Secretly (not-so-secretly) farting, Scratching his ears and smelling his foot afterward, Never obeying, Acting cute to get treats, Following his Mum around

Quirks: Scratching the fridge (and other home furniture) when he's hungry, Turning on his back when he's not ready for a walk and we are, Monkey noises when he gets riled up, A strange ability to eat a inhumanly amount of cheese, Letting anyone put hats, scarves, or glasses on him

Volpe really isn't like other Shibas I have seen or met. He is highly co-dependent at times, but can definitely be an ass when he doesn't want to be involved with humans. If the door is open for too long, he will flee and enjoy his 15 minutes of escapism; That is, until we lure him back with cheese. Volpe has an excess amount of chin, and it makes me happy everyday just looking at him.

More to come on Volpe, but for now, I will leave you with some videos I took this morning. I've been in Boston looking for work (which has been a success!) so he was really excited to have me home (my mom's house). He slept on the couch with me all night and took up too much space, per usual, haha.



And who would I be if I didn't leave you all with some tricks Volpe has mastered throughout the years? :)

My New Hero

If you don't know about John Hodgman, I suggest you do some research. For those of you who enjoy your fill of comedy and ridiculous, this is the man for you. He gave my sister and I the best booking signing for our soon-to-be Brother in law.

http://areasofmyexpertise.com/


<3

I've landed

IN BOSTON!

This Is Love.

Ace Enders.

I feel

so anxious lately. I need more structure and substance in my life right now. I have way too much time to do nothing, or focus on things that don't need attention. :/.

Meet My New Creation.

Handmade with the help of my sister, Rachel, and Mum.
Destination: Trumbull, Connecticut to my boo's residence.

Passions

One of my passions is taking care of children. Not even, merely bonding and connecting with them would be the better way to describe it. I think I applied to about 8 different care giving positions for children and animals in the past 15 minutes. I'm actually really surprised that I love children so much sometimes because I had that phase as an adolescent where I felt uncomfortable being about young ones. Now, I want to take care of all the kids of the Seacoast area. I am a firm believe that all children should receive genuine love and should be allowed to explore their imaginations. I also strive to be a positive influence and figure in a child's life because, well, it's just plain crucial.

I think I am beginning to understand why my mother loves children so much, as does her mother, and my grandmother's mother, and so on. I think I would be happy in life being surrounded by kids, even if they weren't entirely my own. Meaning, if I don't have children of my own I won't be devastated, but I will make sure I never give up on the youth in our world. They are just too damn fragile and important to simply let go of. I'm still shocked that I am drawn to childcare this much right now in my life. I guess it's triggered because of babysitting and having such wonderful experiences with kids.

This is a video of my baby cousin and myself playing Mario and Luigi on our own DS systems. I love him to bits. It's amazing watching him grown up and start to learn about the world. I remember being astonished at how smart he already was at age three, and now....lordy, I try to keep up with him! Maybe it was my baby cousin that made me adore kids again...who knows! I love him so much and I can't wait to see him grow more and be an influence in his development.

I hope another Cousin Day is soon to come!

LGBTQ+ Activism

UNH Safe Zones-


Check it out! Especially if you're close to the campus and/or go to UNH.

http://www.unh.edu/safezones/