Month: February 2014

Connecting the dots (The Boy Next Door)

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When you are a preteen living in a new country, I would say there are many more concerns at hand than puppy love.  Let me make it clear this moment, I am not someone you could consider boy crazy. I was never that girl who was always thinking about dating, never was interested in having a boyfriend and was not one of the students at my all girl high school who would swoon over the presence of boys visiting from our brother (all boy) school just because they were male.  Besides, even in my own awkward stage, I knew that the skinny necked, lightly mustached guys in oversized shirts with greasy adolescent complexions were not going to cut it.  So not worth the heart palpitations.  Moving ahead. As I hit my junior year, simply adjusting to my life in a new country and making friends was more important to me than anything else.  I was also having a horrid time in chemistry which led to its own adventure one summer having to relearn the concepts …

I Am …

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Hello February, and hello again to our Bold.  Brilliant.  Beautiful You Project!  Last month, I wrote my first post here including my very first selfie within my social media blogger life (FB excluded since that is a personal account).  I almost backed out of the project simply because I didn’t want to post a picture of myself here, but in the end I am happy that sense trumped reason and now dear friends, you have a face to the writer. This month, we are to write “I AM…” statements.  As another bbby member put it, “I spend most of my time thinking about what I am not versus what and who I am.”  This exercise comes at the right time for me. Today, let’s all think about who and what we are, no holds barred.   I hope that my list will not only help me own who I am today, but give you a launching point to help you think about how you see yourself.  I am interested to learn about who you are either …

Connecting The Dots (even earlier)

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An even earlier memory I have of being enamored with someone as a little girl was in nursery school.    Every day, I played in the yard and sat with my friends listening to tales about a calico cat and other assorted post-toddler adventures.  I recall checking to see here and there where Spots and Stripes was sitting at story time.   Thanks to the class picture that hung in our home for years,  I will always remember him wearing powder blue corduroys and a striped mock turtle neck shirt.  The appeal here lay in our shared interests.   We both giggled while riding the rocking boat and would both dump sand out of the sensory table just so we could use the carpet sweeper to clean it up.  When the Gingerbread Man seemingly leaped out of the school oven sending the teachers and children of the Blue Room (or maybe we were from the Red Room, see my memory isn’t THAT impressive!) on a wild goose chase, Spots and Stripes was as awestruck as …

Connecting the Dots (the beginning)

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When I was in the 3rd grade I asked my mom to buy me a set of Return of the Jedi pencils.  I liked the whole Star Wars trilogy.  I saw the entertainment value  in the R2-D2 and C-3PO dynamic and was excited by Ewoks on Speeder Bikes in the forest.  But that is not why I asked for the pencils.  I wanted them so that Spots and Specs, the boy in my class that I was crushing on since second grade, would ask me if he could borrow them.  It’s not like I was pretending to be interested in something I wasn’t.  I always appreciated playing with toys geared towards boys and liked sporting the basic look of varied  shades of blue play clothes as much as I liked small purses, dresses, ribbons in my hair, and wearing apple shaped sunglasses while shopping in Plaza Sweet for Smurf miniatures.   I did know though, that if I wanted him to look my way a little more it wouldn’t be because of my hair clip …