but he was still hungry

In my world, Dr. Suess is the king of Children's Literature. However, there are some children's books that compete with the biggest titles in Literature: The Little Prince, I'll Love You Forever, and The Very Hungary Caterpillar. The simplicity and the illustrations let your mind loose on some very big themes. Just as powerful, they can put a smile on your face.

I mean I think everyone has had those days where they are so hungry they eat one piece of chocolate cake, one ice cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake and one slice of watermelon. That resulted in a stomach ache.

Okay, well maybe it's not the most eloquent prose ever written, but you can't help but smile at this fat ass Caterpillar eating all the damn food.

Problem Child X 4

I was raised by my grandparents, and even though I was a little monster as a child, now there is nothing that I wouldn't do for them. My attachment to them grew from their caring and love.

Now my family consists of five children: myself, 18, and then a 13, 8, 6, and 5 year old. My parents are scared of us. They don't even try to discipline my brothers and spoil them, letting them run the family schedule and cry until they get what they want.

My parents are always asking me to babysit, yet leave no authority to me, and let my brothers undermine me. My brother who is 13 years old is allowed to go out even though he bullies the younger ones and never helps around the house.

Oh yeah, I'm the only child who helps around the house. Not because I am the only child blessed by god with working legs and arms, but because I'm a female. My four brothers never have to pull their own weight in this household. That is the #1 reason I fight with my parents.

Although I really do love child, this situation has left me psychologically scarred: I don't want children. I had the greatest upbringing and if put in the position to raise children right now, I would do a damn good job. All because I was taught to care.

Usually I am the one trying to discipline my brothers, but it all falls on deaf ear, when they can do whatever they want with my parents. This week I'm not even going to raise an eye brow. My parents can deal with their problem children all by themselves.

Photoshopping for the hell of it: Jocy's Birthday

I've been out of my element too long!

Being in Yearbook and Journalism had me writing and photoshopping almost everyday for 10 months straight. For the past 2 months all I've been doing is reading articles and trying to getting the serious things in my life (college, finances, random paper work, etc.) in order.

Yet, the need to create has had me restless all week. Making a masthead for my blog has been a temporary antidote, but I need more. Honestly, not creating is boring.

Good Deed of the Day: Anonymous Donor

An anonymous donor made it possible for 70 dogs to be adopts from the animal shelter for free. I am so grateful and relieved for all those little critters that would have to be euthanized had it not been for all those people to take them home. I truly hope they all went to a good home.

I'll save my money in case a similar situation arises again; I'm a sucker for a cute puppy.

TAMU v. TAMIU: Is an Aggie ring worth $25,000+ in student loans

... so I went by TAMIU this week to drop my classes, and the recruitment lady, Shibon got me thinking and in short . . . I think it's more practical to go to TAMIU instead of TAMU.

I mean I know that going out of town is "once in a life time opportunity" and anyone would want to take it, BUT I need to face the fact that I'm not getting a full ride. I have to get loans, a lot of loan actually!

I am probably the LEAST practical person ever! I still DREAM of being a journalist! However, I don't know if I have a stigma of getting loans or of not getting a steady job. I saw my parents get loans for my car, my Quinceanera, etc. and my mom is still laid off.

I would graduate with at least $25,000 in loans at A&M, I'll probably DIE before I finish paying those loans. I just now remind myself of the week after graduation, I had a nervous breakdown as I signed up my first loan, $3,000. I felt like I would be too busy trying to pay off that loan (work study, selling drugs, etc.) that I wouldn't pay attention in class.

If I go to TAMIU I can live at my parent's for free, eat and wash my clothes for free, and Tuition, Books, and Fees isn't more than $10,000. I'll probably get money back from Financial Aid.

Besides I already know how to take care of myself, I don't need to "grow up" at the dorm. I think UT really give you a true "culture shock." I still wouldn't go to UT though. Going to A&M is going from a community that is 99% Hispanic to 99% Caucasian. If I leave all I will truly learn at A&M is how it truely feels to be a "minority."

Going to TAMIU might seem like the easy way out, but this is still an opportunity, and money isn't a battle I feel like fighting right now. Maybe I'll transfer to A&M during sophomore year, who knows. Maybe then I'll be ready for those loans.

I'm still undecided, but I will be practical in my decision. Let's just say a monthly payment at A&M is $100 shy of my family's house payment. I'm not even including my mean plan.

I choose to be undecided until August 20th when I would have to start packing for my dorm or dis-enroll. I'll still keep asking myself if the prestige and that Aggie ring are worth a life time of student loan payments.