In our new
book The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien we learn about the different things
the solder carried. As Mr. Thomas’s little solders we have been commanded on writing
the thing we individually carry.
The things
I carry change from day today. The clothes on my body change but every Monday-
Friday I have to carry my backpack, more recently I have carried the book,
adding half a pound to my ton like backpack. While I don’t find it necessary,
the weight of my cellphone is always on me making me weight precisely 4.59 oz.
more than I need to. I carry my long hair, as a symbol of youth and femininity,
not just to please myself but to please my family who believes the longer the
hair the more beautiful you become.
From a
very young age I have always dreamt about the white picket fence and the picture
perfect family, nothing has change except that maybe now I can settle for
lavish penthouse in downtown, somewhere. For me the idea of finding a spouse is
what motivates me into going to college and doing well later in life, this
might not be ideal and it can even be consider an old way of thinking but that’s
what I have grown up believing. Since the day I moved to the US moving back to Venezuela
had always been on my agenda, lately this goal has become more of a dream. A
dream that might not be fulfilled but I dream that I will fight for, not just
for me, but for all the people that had to turn their back on their country and
leave everything behind.
As award as
it is to write this, I am my all definitions a helpless romantic. When I like
someone, they are the only thing I think of. If I let my brain free and think
about whatever I will always find myself thing about the person I like or
someone who I have liked before. For obvious reasons I will not write the name
of my “Martha” but just like Jimmy Cross sometimes I find my mind just drift
into thoughts of “Martha” subconsciously.
After a
long time thing of ways to describe myself I cheated and asked my friend for
help. The most common word that they describe me by are sarcastic, outgoing,
and funny. Me? Sarcastic never! For me any question that has an obvious answer
has to only be answered by sarcasm. I am
not outgoing in the sense that will do stuff and exercise, I am out going in
the sense that I will talk to you first, I will raise my hand and ask the
question everyone is too shy to ask. I’m specially outgoing around small groups
of people, large groups intimidate me. Lastly, my sense in humor, I believe
that the greatest gift you can give to someone is the gift of a smile. I love to make people laugh and smile. Even if
I just met you and I don’t know you I will try to make you smile, because there’s
something about seeing someone smile that just warms my heart.
I am very
lucky and unlucky to say that I have awesome “long-term” memory. Extremely lucky
cause I am able to remember up to the smallest detail, and unlucky I have
memories that I’d rather forget forever. I not so great memory that I carry
with me always is when I had my first panic attack, I was in third grade and
living in Florida. Like I’ve said before, living in Florida was a time in my
life I wish I could forget and I don’t like to talk about it too much, but this
awful memory hunts me daily, sometimes making me feel anxious over the smallest
things. On a happier tone to finish this blog, I have wonderful memories of
meeting or seeing “Famous” people. I have meet the band The Wanted, Corbin Bleu
from High School Musical, Anthony Bourdain from the TV show No Reservations, TV host Wendy Williams,
random basketball players and even some YouTube/ Vine famous boys. All these encounters are extremely
especial to me, every time I feel sad I just think my life can’t be so bad if I
have the opportunity on meeting all these people. I guess the odds are in my
favor sometimes.
