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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Carolina</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @barbie-15)</generator><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Sometimes I wish </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, I wish I could go back to the infinite nights we spent under the full moon dreaming about each other. I wish I had loved you more than I did so I would have not pushed you away. Sometimes I wish you were here by my side. Sometimes I wish everything had been a nightmare so I could wake up wrapped in your arms one more time and tell you how happy and complete you would make me feel. Now that time has flown and separated our paths I&amp;#8217;m no longer the spoiled girl you always talked about, time turned me into the woman you always wanted but never would have. If I had kept you by my side life would be full of dark doubts and unfulfilled dreams. The &amp;#8220;I wish&amp;#8221; vanishes through the wind along the humid night. You&amp;#8217;re only a memory, you&amp;#8217;re my history. Somewhere along the other side of the world you breathe while I write this and chances are we&amp;#8217;ll never ever cross paths again. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/30781284193</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/30781284193</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 22:14:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>BACK BACK BACK</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today I went to the movies with my little brother, even though he&amp;#8217;s 17 already for me he&amp;#8217;s a baby. Anyway that&amp;#8217;s not the point. I realized that I haven&amp;#8217;t been writing lately, and all my hands are eager to do is type.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m still hurt by my break up with Paris. Sometimes I wake up in the morning, and say I&amp;#8217;m ready to go back, to leave everything I have here and start a new life. I dream with the sunrise at the eiffel tower, rain at the champs elysees, or a bus ride through the French prairie. Sometimes I miss a humble forehead kiss from a tall white chocolate French guy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All I know is that my destiny brings me here to California. Sometimes what I want, is what I don&amp;#8217;t need, and what I have is what I really need. I know that everything I&amp;#8217;ve been through is what makes me who I am today. Hard or easy, bitter or sweet, sad or happy, this is my life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It feels like a dream, it feels like everything was just a blink and that it all lives in my imagination. But that&amp;#8217;s how it works anyway, memories are just memories, until we decide to close our eyes go through them and feel them one more time. I take every step of my pathway as a life lesson. But what have I learned?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve learned that laughter doesn&amp;#8217;t come with a price tag and that pain is inevitable and that life should be lived to the fullest, in order to keep our body and spirit in harmony. My mornings in some exotic Greek island, my warm humid afternoons in Italy, a romantic evening in rome, my freezing lonely nights in Paris, and million more countries have taught me that I cannot run away from my fate. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now that I&amp;#8217;m back everything is running smoother, when things are meant to be, they just happen. I&amp;#8217;m happy to be back, I know people here need me more, than anywhere else in the world. I really believe it&amp;#8217;s time to be back here. I got an exciting job offer in La Jolla, and also found an amazing condo in La Jolla. I&amp;#8217;ve always wanted to live there and what a better way to spend my last year of college there and get ready for my next great stage in life. Next year I&amp;#8217;ll be moving one more, I&amp;#8217;ll be chasing my dreams. That&amp;#8217;s what keeps the journey interesting anyway!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/27316020132</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/27316020132</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 22:58:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I could do this everyday of my life but there is much more to it...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5pgouskKr1qm8iyno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could do this everyday of my life but there is much more to it than just a tower.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/25218464435</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/25218464435</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2012 03:19:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Am I old?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am tired of making excuses when my friends ask me to go clubbing in Paris. I just don&amp;#8217;t want to go get drunk and not know what is going on with my life. I would maybe do it anywhere else in the world but in Paris. It&amp;#8217;s a mellow friday evening, it&amp;#8217;s cloudy, cold, and rainy. I&amp;#8217;m in complete denial my studio is not as clean as it should be today, all I want to do is be my window staring at the illuminated beautiful eiffel tower. I cannot even find my dusty suitcases, and my clothes are all over the floor. Everything should be packed by today, or by tomorrow, but I just don&amp;#8217;t want to. I&amp;#8217;m tired of packing, I&amp;#8217;m tired of instability, I&amp;#8217;m tired of a fake life. I want to do whatever pleases me and not the rest of whoever &amp;#8220;cares&amp;#8221; about my well-being, this is my life and no one else&amp;#8217;s.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just want to scream, cry, and be alone. Paris I so want to leave you, but you&amp;#8217;re hurting me. You&amp;#8217;re so beautiful and no one but no one ever will understand that behind your beauty you&amp;#8217;re magical, and made me dream as if the world would never end. You&amp;#8217;ve made me feel what no other city has ever made me feel, you are intense, and even if I want to erase some memories I cannot because they once made me the happiest girl on the surface of the earth. My sleepless nights roaming through tiny streets trying to speak a language that drives me crazy. Metro rides full of flirts with your handsome men, winks, smiles, looks, breaths, heartbeats, skin touch, and so much more. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m surrendering and giving up to time as it doesn&amp;#8217;t stop and as I look out my window a tear slides through my face, I&amp;#8217;d never imagine I&amp;#8217;d be saying adios to Paris one more time. As I pack a shirt a memory comes to my mind and I find myself smiling, I can smell the day and feel the weather. I can exactly remember what I said, did, the lonely nights, the unanswered texts/calls, the runs by seine, drunk nights, fights, arguments, gossips, bad news, good news, french kisses, red roses, bottle of wines, endless laugh attacks, family visits, little french kids making my day, french dates, french creepers, tasteful French dinners, French guys trying too hard, and some not at all. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To me life is such a mystery but I do believe everything happens for a good reason. I would rather feel pain than feel nothing, because feelings make me feel alive. Through pain I found the way to happiness and I know that I&amp;#8217;ll be back in Paris at another time, in another situation, and one day I&amp;#8217;ll bring the love of my life with our kids and tell them my story. Meanwhile California awaits, I am ready to make my dreams come true, to settle down, and seek my happiness. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll keep packing, remembering, feeling, and drinking some sweet white French wine&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/25177055062</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/25177055062</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 13:19:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>This is it! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday evening I traveled in time, it had a nostalgic smell, an unexplained feeling that made my blood rush all over my body and gave me shivers. This is it, I said to myself! From now on all I can do is enjoy this magical place that has transformed into the woman I am today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It still feels as if it was yesterday when a lonely and insecure girl hopped into a plane for a thirteen hour ride across the atlantic ocean. I would be alone in France, I would be with no one to make me feel safe, loved, and protected. I would once again in my life experience uncomfortable change. Once again I would feel a nervous feeling in my stomach, which makes me want to throw up. Listening to a strange language for a second time in my life makes me have a hate love relationship with languages. Sometimes I can understand them and other times the more I try it all sounds like Chinese to me.  Before studying abroad for a year in Paris I asked myself a million times if this is what I truly desired and part of me said no. Part of me was happy back in San Diego, I was a happy girl with an empty feeling, I was content, and comfortable. Being in Paris would bring back so many hurtful feelings. It is my human nature to avoid suffering, to replace it, to shroud it with other comfortable feelings like love. I was such a coward in the past and the little tiny part of me that desired to be back in Paris told me that it was time to grow up. It was time to become a woman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In order to become a woman I had to let myself, feel, and live. Pain and suffering not only come in illness, or losses. Pain is also mental, emotional, and a maturing ingredient of life. This time I promised myself to give me a year, a year to live in the present, to face my destiny, my luck, and the life that I have chosen to live. Even if most of myself did not want to be in Paris, this was my decision and I had to face it and why not face it like a warrior. In some way or another I was being selfish. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday night I was sitting at the steps of Sacre Couer with my friend, we were over looking the city. It was a mildly cold breezy night, the sky was dark, but the city lights were amazing. All of Paris was illuminated it looked so small we could see most of Paris. There were two guys playing songs with a saxophone, and making the environment more nostalgic. Next to us were two French guys, both of them were tall and brunette, they invited us to sit by them and have a chat. We preferred to be by ourselves just enjoying the vibe of this wonderful city. After a long time of silence I decided to break it and told my friend &amp;#8216;it is never going to be the same&amp;#8217;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Despite not wanting to come to Paris for a third time and live here I am extremely proud of myself. Life is a journey. The decisions I made yesterday, I make today, and I will make in the future affect my life journey. My decisions shape me into the person I am today. My decision of coming to Paris has made a positive impact in my life, the endurance of being here has made me a much stronger individual. By stronger I mean spiritually, emotionally, and mentally. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will never be the same I keep changing just like seasons do.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/24603714613</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/24603714613</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2012 04:31:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Almost a year later </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello so I never updated my blog because I wanted this experience to be intimate just between me and the people who truly care about my well-being and are close to me. But it would be a little selfish of me not to share my experiences with my people. So how do I start this I went to several countries this past year&amp;#8230; but Greek mediterranean is amazing three islands were not enough. This year has been TOUGH! emotionally I&amp;#8217;ve been on my own but it&amp;#8217;s been turning me into the whole woman that I need to be. I&amp;#8217;ve realized the things that matter the most here on this world are my strength, my heart, and my desire to make everything better, yes I&amp;#8217;m a perfectionist cannot help it. I grew up in the country side in Mexico in a small town with about 900 inhabitants. I come from a wealthy family who lost it all due to the unfairness, drug wars, and crime in Mexico. It has not been easy emotionally I&amp;#8217;ve been through a lot of things. But I just want to show everyone that one can start from zero not having anything from material things to support from family. I will show the world that power is not gained through drugs, corruption, or hurting people. Power and respect is gained through just being you and doing the best for you and the rest. I want to make this world a little better, there&amp;#8217;ll always be suffering here but that only makes us stronger.  I want to and I will work my way there start writing for the local news paper and magazine. I just don&amp;#8217;t want to be a pretty face but an influence on people!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/23889671083</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/23889671083</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2012 15:22:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Hello,
I am sorry I have not been updating my blog but I have been very busy. School and work keep...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am sorry I have not been updating my blog but I have been very busy. School and work keep me busy most of the time. I will be in break for two weeks I just finished my intense French course and I start university in two weeks. I am excited&amp;#8230; well kind of. I moved to my new place two weeks ago I see the eiffel tower every single day. I have never lived alone but I guess there is always a first time. I have my own little(In paris everything is little) apartment it is lovely and I love it. I have a french family that I spend time with every week, I LOVE THEM they are so nice to me. Specially the little kids they make my day!. I have been all over Paris, in and out walking or in the&amp;#8221;ghettro&amp;#8221; (Metro). I am finding myself, being abroad is changing me in a very possible manner, whether I want it or not. I just feel much more mature and I am starting to be interested by different things. I am not that young naive lady anymore, partying and getting drunk is old school for me. I am starting to read more in English, Spanish, and French literature. To go to theaters, cafes, museums, meet all sorts of people and have interesting conversations about anything, it&amp;#8217;s not physical anymore I am interested more by the way people perceive life their customs and ethic. It is not just about flirting and making out and getting drunk anymore. I want to be more informed about history, customs, international affairs, etc. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just celebrated my birthday, and oh gosh I am old&amp;#8230; (not really but I feel I am). I thought I was going to be lonely, but I have been so lucky and blessed, I&amp;#8217;ve met so many nice people that it was great. I got taken out to dinner and bar on wednesday, and on thursday I got wine and roses just by someone who made my day special for me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I think I have more than I deserve, but I guess life is teaching me a lesson and whatever I have I deserve, and I am very thankful for it. In this life there are a lot of ups and downs, but if you stay positive and strong there are more ups than downs. It&amp;#8217;s been almost a month since I have been here I wish that time could go a little slower&amp;#8230; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/10372873334</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/10372873334</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 13:28:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>move on...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So I have been so so busy with housing but I finally found housing I basically walk out of my place and the eiffel tower is there. I love it the lady is very nice and kind. Today is my last day in Boulevard Saint Mitchell I stayed in front of the luxembourg gardens for the past two weeks right now I am packing my stuff but I wanted to take time to write my blog&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So yesterday I went to the eiffel tower with friends to have a picnic at around 10&amp;#160;pm. We met some nice gentlemen who asked us to join them and have some wine with them. We were in a big group at the beginning and then everyone left and my friends Becca, Erica, and me were left with these french strangers! They were very nice we left at 1:15 am to catch the last metro but we did not make it so we walked for around two hours in Paris in streets i did not even know it was funny but tiring the we tried to get a taxi but all of them were taken&amp;#8230; it took us around thirty minutes to get one and then he took us to our place I got home at around 3:30 am and had to be up at 8:00 am for a walking tour of Paris. It was boring I feel like I am Parisian I am not a tourist anymore I seriously do not remember how many tours I have taken through this streets&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I found out that I had to leave my place by today so I had to pay an extra night right now I am packing because I move to my new place tomorrow afternoon&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9753978036</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9753978036</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 11:32:47 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>seulement français si'l vous plait! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;So today was a long day! But it was a good day!. I am still looking for housing but today I had my first interview with a very nice and sweet french woman.  It is a studio in the 6th arrondissement. She was very nice hopefully she liked me. Anyways I finally have a &amp;#8220;carte bleu&amp;#8221;!!!! today I went to open my bank account with my friend and classmate John who is from the US too and guess what I spoke french all the time because the lady &amp;#8220;Ne parlait pas l&amp;#8217;anglais&amp;#8221; I am happy! but I had to do it twice because it was the wrong branch hahaha. Then we went to the right one and I spoke french too it was a very flirty gentlemen who had a pink phone so ladies would ask him why do you have that phone he was handsome very handsome and tall and I so love tall men, but he was too old he was probably in his early thirties&amp;#8230; so NO. Tomorrow I will go look at another studio in the 7th arrondissement just by the eiffel tower, let&amp;#8217;s see how it goes&amp;#8230; ohh and I will also get a cellphone I am still debating between a balckberry or android&amp;#8230; oh well good night I have lots of homework and beauty sleep to do&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;xoxo &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9596550794</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9596550794</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 13:08:33 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I had so much fun dancing Salsa by the Seine river! I was not...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpfz1HNBt1qm8iyno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had so much fun dancing Salsa by the Seine river! I was not going to dance… but listening to Salsa music made me dance without noticing, it is impossible to not dance it’s in my blood I love it! I am finding my niche in Paris&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9554596689</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9554596689</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 12:40:13 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Paris are you made out of gold?… why are you so expensive!!!"</title><description>“Paris are you made out of gold?… why are you so expensive!!!”</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9546564560</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9546564560</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 08:07:04 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"As I walk through the streets of this city I am in love with it more and more each time. I’m..."</title><description>“As I walk through the streets of this city I am in love with it more and more each time. I’m so glad I will be here for at least a year…”</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9451390119</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9451390119</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 03:52:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>bonjour</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Hello Everyone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So this morning I woke up in a much better shape. I am not that sick anymore, but this time I  have taken care of myself and rested. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Over the last few days I have been attending school and been looking for housing. I am taking an intense French course for four weeks at one of the most prestigious Universities in Paris. I will not be attending that University though I am still making my decision and thinking which one I would benefit the most from. For the first time in my life I am making an effort to actually speak and write in French and I am doing so good. My professor is a sweet woman in her mid 40&amp;#8217;s she is the most patient and sweet professor I have had for french so far. She worries about my class and does everything to prepare us for the upcoming academic year. I participate in class and try speak as much as I can. She gives us a little bit of homework and next week it will be more intense. But I love caring about school and actually picturing my future as a trilingual successful business woman. The school is around 15 mins walking distance from where I live right now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have not done much besides school and housing. I want to rest and feel better. I went to the movies yesterday in Saint-Germain Blvd the movie theater is around 6 minutes walking from where I live right now. Wow cultural shock the theater room is so so small compared to the one&amp;#8217;s in the U.S. I think going to the movies in Paris is more affordable than in the U.S. I paid 7.10 Euros(around $10 dlls) with student discount and in San Diego I pay $12.00 dollars. I saw &amp;#8220;Un Jour&amp;#8221; the movie is so so sad&amp;#8230; I almost cried and I do not usually cry with movies so yes! The moral of the story is we only have today&amp;#8230; not yesterday or tomorrow so live life to the fullest!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ps. It&amp;#8217;s starting to get chilly here&amp;#8230; rainy and cloudy&amp;#8230; hopefully it gets warmer for a lil more&amp;#8230; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9451138567</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9451138567</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 03:33:00 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Je veux voir cette film en Paris </title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lW3KYiuliR4?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Je veux voir cette film en Paris &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9264983315</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9264983315</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 14:41:43 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I just wished I had someone special to share it with…</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqcladM3Xb1qm8iyno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just wished I had someone special to share it with…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9263574206</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9263574206</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 14:06:12 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Sunset in Pariiii</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqcl2y9niI1qm8iyno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunset in Pariiii&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9263402719</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9263402719</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 14:01:46 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Thunderstorms in Paris and rain!!!"</title><description>“Thunderstorms in Paris and rain!!!”</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9259758904</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9259758904</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 12:20:11 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Settled down for two weeks and move again! </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well I am settled down in my dorm already! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am in one of the best areas of Paris, very close to everywhere, the Eiffel tower, the seine, notre dame, ect. (For security reasons I will not mention the name of the &amp;#8220;quartier&amp;#8221;). It was around 550 euros for two weeks, but oh well what could I have done, I had nowhere to stay upon my arrival in Paris. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Too bad I will only be here for the next 10 days. I am on my own this time I have to find my own housing which is kind of cool, but difficult at the same time. Tomorrow I will start my search and with a lot of luck and effort I will find something that fits what I want. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need to do a lot of things but everything is getting deterred because of my visa, I need to send some papers and get some kind of sticker or I don&amp;#8217;t really know what( I did not do it last time, and I had to [I am lucky the french consulate granted my visa this time without the OFI sticker]). I have to open a bank account but I have to wait for the visa process to be done. I also need to get a phone but in order to start a plan for at least a year I need a bank account and I can&amp;#8217;t do anything psychological attack times two!!! hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In order to rent an apartment or studio I need a phone to communicate with landlords, I will go to the office that helped me move to Paris for my studies and will call landlords from there. Tomorrow I will go to take two placement tests one is a written test and the other one is oral in french, and then I will be taking intense French language classes for around two to three weeks and I start university in October hopefully I am ready to face this new challenge of taking economics in French.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Paris is so so beautiful I am in love with this city! so so in love. My terrace has a beautiful view to the city and the eiffel tower. I wish I could sit on it have some wine and just have fun. This time my main goal is to study, get an internship, and/or work. Since I was granted a work and study visa I might as well take advantage of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am getting kind of sick hopefully it goes away soon, my throat hurts!!!! I hope this is just temporary.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even though I had lived in the US by 11 years, and have been surrounded by them for so long I always like to have around my latin culture speak spanish, I don&amp;#8217;t know but something is missing I am the only latina in the program and I need my spicy latin culture, I hope I find it in Paris soon soon soon. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I also want to start meeting the locals but in August Paris is empty! Everyone is on vacations so in two weeks the parisians will be back and that is when my french hunting will start I also need to get settled down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The weather is lovely right now I love it! This is my weather I had never been in Paris when it is this warm and gives another glow to the city. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I will go to the terrace right now watch the sunset and try not to drink wine because I want to feel better and also my test is tomorrow&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9258193373</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9258193373</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 11:32:43 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Life is all about choices. The choices we made yesterday, the choices we are making now and the..."</title><description>“Life is all about choices. The choices we made yesterday, the choices we are making now and the choices we will make tomorow have an impact in our lives. Be wise and make choices that will impact your life in a effective and positive way.”</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9245377691</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9245377691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 01:33:17 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Breakfast time!!! </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq9mf2nhPo1qm8iyno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breakfast time!!! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9199256759</link><guid>http://barbie-15.tumblr.com/post/9199256759</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2011 23:37:49 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
