Um poco de Portgual

Um poco de Portgual

I was pumped to go to Portugal. Ever since I laid my eyes on Cristiano Ronaldo at the tender age of 12 I’ve been obsessed. But looks aside, I think Portuguese  it the prettiest language and have been trying to learn for years. Unfortunately  the only things I can say are “where is the hotel”, “I have a multi colored sofa” and “I don’t speak Portuguese”. All of that being said I loved Portugal, the cathedrals, the people and especially the food. Thank goodness they have lots of bacalao aka codfish because I was starting to sick of all the jamon y queso here in Espana. I was surprised at the pobreza of the city, it’s a little bit rundown but I still loved it and want to definitely come back in the summer months to one of the beach towns.  Anyways, this is Portgual.

Insiders tip: When going to Porto – do NOT chug the wine, despite how good it is. But DO go to Cafe Majestic and the Harry Potter Library.




Another must is a day trip to the Duoro Valley about 1.5 hours outside of Porto.



Here is Lisbon ( I prefer Porto) but when in Lisbon – go to Torre de Belem, The monastery, and this super creepy monument dedicated to all the conquistadors.





Why you don’t text while blacked out

Why you don’t text while blacked out

The reason this post isn’t a review of blacking out is because I myself have never personally blacked out. While I’ve forgotten a few details of nights, maybe a conversation here or there or hallucinated a bit I’ve never completely lost a night.

My roommate however is a different story.

This Thursday we decided to go out and celebrate the 4th of July – or not having to go to work Friday. Our night started out pretty good with some reasonable pregaming.

FullSizeRender  <– That’s not a good sign and not at all reasonable

When you pregame like there’s only one way your night is going to end, and that is by sending texts like this.


This snapshot is giving me ‘Hey I’m really blacked out and am trying my best to hold a conversation but I’m struggling to find the right words any words to say’

Hey does not answer ‘Are you in town’, ‘What’s up’ or ‘Where are you?’, and while it is a nice opening line, it also is not a response to ‘Happy 4th’. It is clearly a sign that someone (my roommate) needs a glass of water, a pillow, or a friend to help her write her text messages.

This my friends is what happens when you black out.

Review: My attitude p2

Review: My attitude p2

Jk. So last night I was laying in bed unable to sleep, wondering why I wasn’t feeling any better and realized that someone people might mistake me for having a bad attitude. But then I realized that wasn’t the case. Yesterday in acting class someone gave me the biggest compliment I could ever ask for. Our teacher was talking about substitution and how if there was a word in the script that we didn’t relate to or that we would never say that we could substitute it for something else. In my scene I had to be angry so I told the guy, I guess you can call me basic? and that will make me mad. This guy who I’m friends with came up to me afterwards and said “I’m surprised someone calling you that would make you mad, you seem like you kinda do whatever you want and don’t care what people think or say about you”

This my friends, might just be my future husband.

The Secret to Life Part 3

The Secret to Life Part 3

I try really hard to take good care of my nails, I do them every week and try to get a gel manicure at least once a month to give them a chance to grow. When I break a nail or the polish chip I hate it, I hid my hands or peel all the polish off until I can do them again.

This is one of the things I hate the most, I also hate when people don’t realize how short and fleeting life is. In order to keep this post from being sentimental I’ll just dive right in.

I don’t know who told everyone that in order to be a functional person you had to have your first boyfriend in High School, break up with him in college for a few years of partying, finally meet someone your junior year, fall madly in love only to break up again after graduation, have a few more year of craziness, find a 9-5, go to happy on Thursdays, get shitty on Saturdays and spend your Sunday’s recovering, hate your job, struggle continuously until your late 20’s when you finally stable out, advance in your job to make a stable salary. Finally you’ll meet the man of your dreams, fall in love, have kids and at last find your happiness in your husband, your family and your stability.

What a load of shit.

Some of us are on the express train in life, with limited stops while other are on the local train with delays. Either way, we all get to the same place, some of us just have a little more time to enjoy the view than others.


Temping in the city week 2.5

Temping in the city week 2.5

Another day another $10/hour.

I have now moved on to working as a receptionist at a real estate company. Said real estate company provides employees who request free housing. We all know where I’ll be trying to wiggle my way into.

But seriously, these people have some big bucks. The office is located in a very nice, very exclusive and trendy part of Manhattan [and a convenient 10 minute commute from my apartment] and unfortunately for me they are not looking for new hires, but anyways — moving on.

While on the job I’ve compiled a list of things I do and don’t enjoy .

  • I do enjoy the fact that I don’t need to follow traditional office dress rules
  • If I screw up it doesn’t matter…I don’t work there
  • I don’t enjoy that the person who hired me to temp, doesn’t even know who I am
  • The lunch possibilities are endless – Pinkberry delivers
  • I get to participate in all the office gossip with none of the guilt or nervousness associated with consequences of adding my two cents
  • I enjoy getting a pacycheck
  • I don’t enjoy how small it is
  • I like structure
  • But then again I don’t. I haven’t gotten a chance to marathon Breaking Bad in soooo long

All in all I would say things are going pretty good. I’m not tied down, I still have time to work on my site, It’s a pretty good life.

However; I still don’t have benefits.