It's true, a dog can be your best friend.

Simon

I've had Simon as a pet for one year and seven months. My sister named him and I'm not sure who or what she named him after. She said, "I've always wanted to name something Simon." Then, we got a dog and he became this nameable something.

Simon lives with my mom, dad, sister, another sister, and me. There is not a day that passes by when I do not give Simon a huge hug. Does he know that he's my pet and I'm his owner? Does he ever wonder why he is tiny, has a tail, walks with four skinny little legs with paws that get cold in the winter, and barks instead of talks? He's found his ways to communicate, though. He makes noises with his food and water bowl; click, clack, clatter, when he's hungry or thirsty. I often hear him tumbling his food bowl all over the kitchen. He moves his water bowl from left to right as if he's created his own extreme sport. Waterfalls all over the place when his water bowl is under attack and I often mistake this for pee if no one is home to witness his treacheries.

Simon sleeps when you sleep and wakes up when you wake up, most of the time. Staring at Simon when he sleeps is entertaining. I count his breaths and when he takes too long to breathe, I shake him and he wakes up, startled, with an expression that says, "Don't bother me, it's time for my beauty sleep." If he ever sleeps next to you, be careful because he tends to randomly kick with unnatural strength.

 Simon loves to play catch and has races when he goes on walks. He licks his oversized bone since his mouth is too small to bite into it. I give him treats in exchange for tricks. Simon sits, lays down on his stomach, stands on his two hind legs, gives his paw, and turns to the right in a circle (he hasn't learned to turn to the left). He's stubborn.

When Simon sees you entering the front gate to go inside the house, one of the first things he will do is bark, run and bang himself against the door. It seems he believes that one day he will be able to go through the door or throw it down. Silly little boy.

I remember when Simon came home. He was tiny and stumbled all over the place. It took forever to obtain my mom and dads approval to bring him home considering the fact that I've had pets before. If I can recall correctly I've had the following pets; a rooster, a chicken with baby chicks, a bunny, three or four cats, a hamster, and another dog many years ago, but none can compare to my dear Simon. I love him so.

Movies can make you laugh

Tommy Boy

I saw Tommy Boy the other day and I loved it. My little cousin who is twelve suggested that we watch it. I was hesitant at first for the reason that I was in the mood to watch something like "Hey Arnold", "Rugrats", "Aaaahh!!! Real Monsters", or "Rocko's Modern Life" on Netflix. I love cartoons, especially the ones that I used to watch when I was 7, 8, 9, and 10, etc. and I wouldn't mind watching them over and over and over and over again. Everyone else wanted to see a movie, and Tommy Boy won.

Tommy Boy was one of those movies that you would want to see on the same day each year, like The Sandlot for the Fourth of July and Home Alone for Christmas. It so happens that it was mamagil's (my grandmother's) birthday that day, so I suppose we could watch Tommy Boy whenever it's her birthday. Although, I think she would much rather have us watch a movie in Spanish that she will understand.

I laughed and found this scene among others, entertaining:

Tommy and Richard can sing better than me one million times over. aha

um.

I like to write. If I earn a dollar a day or a quarter an hour for writing for the rest of my life I will be happy. I love writing, I've thought about it for a while now.

I think this is one of the things I wish to do for the rest of my life.

I Listened to Spice Girls On Spotify

I listened to Spice Girls when I was really young and small living in a small town in California with my mom, dad, and two sisters. I can't remember my exact age at this time, but I do remember that I loved them so much. I owned a jigsaw puzzle of them, which I told my grandfather to build for me after many unsuccessful attempts on my part. He finished it fast and from him I learned how to build jigsaw puzzles.

"First you separate the bordering pieces with the inside pieces. Then, you build the border, and when you are done with the border, separate the inside pieces by color and build!" he would say.

I used to pretend I was Sporty Spice, I don't know why. I think I liked to run a lot.
One of my sisters was Baby Spice because she was tiny for her age.
My other sister was Scary Spice. She had and still has a more assertive personality.
My cousin was Ginger Spice. She was more outspoken, outgoing you might say.
There wasn't a Posh Spice. Although, my cousin sometimes would be her too.

We sang and danced to their songs like many other little girls and I loved to eat Spice Girls lollipops and collect the stickers.

So when Spice Girls performed in the Olympics on August 12, 2012, I sat throughout the whole performance. I remembered and thought and missed when I was young.

I wish I could go back in time.

As I combed my hair, I looked into the mirror

Sad Eyes

Your eyes look sad.

Disrupting your glare.

You close them and frown.

For longer now.

A long strip of hair awakens the haze.

It feels so much clearer than never before.

Sweet like milk candy and more

You open your mouth and utter a word.

From the song in your ears.

It bounces and halts.

Your sad eyes open, slower this time.

They smile like never before.

Half Way Mark

I guess I will talk about the book I am currently reading, it's titled The Hobbit, or There and Back Again and it's about a hobbit who goes on many adventures with a wizard named Gandalf and thirteen dwarves. I haven't been reading The Hobbit lately. Not as much as I would like. I began reading it about a month and a half ago and I'm on page 204 out of 365. I'm more than half way done. I did the math below.

365 - total pages in The Hobbit

204 - pages read of The Hobbit

161 - pages left of The Hobbit

182.5 - half way mark in The Hobbit

Chapter X
A Warm Welcome

The Hobbit film series! I almost forgot. I can't wait for An Unexpected Journey to be released this year and for The Desolation of Smaug and There and Back Again to be released in subsequent years. I actually began to read the book right around the same time that I found out the movie series was being filmed. 

I particularly like when what I am read or doing fits in with what is happening in my surroundings. It's nice to think that maybe at the same time someone else or others, like you, are also reading The Hobbit and are waiting to see if the world that you or I imagined correlates or veers from what directors and producers have imagined. Ahhh....

Strangers

I am shy.

I wrote something.

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Strangers

You go somewhere, to an event, or anywhere outside your house, not too far or not too close. On your way to your destination, you listen to music or look at your surroundings. When you reach your destination and meet up with your friends, there are people there you had never seen or met before. Then out of nowhere, several minutes or hours later that person, whom you don’t know, catches your attention. Throughout your stay at this place, you wonder if they have noticed you if they have seen you. They seem interesting, slightly more than everyone else. Pretty soon, it’s time to go and everything is left at that. You never spoke to them and as you walk out, you look back again. To see that stranger one last time. The very interesting person.

First Post

I figured if I wish to become a good writer I should write, if I wish to become a good reader I should read, but not many books. Instead, I should spend my time reading books that catch my attention like books that pertain to my life at the moment.
I figured that if I wish to be better at math I should study more math, if I want to discover new music I should share what I listen to, and if I wish to discover new adventures I should create them.
Since I have free time I thought a blog would be a great way to occupy that time. That is why I am here, to share what I write, read, see, hear, touch, and taste. To share projects, I'm working on and people I meet or have not met, yet.
I guess I can look back at this blog when I'm older, but for now, I just want to write randomness (is that even a word?).