Of The Map Uncharted

I’m in college. I have a major called pre-pharmacy, and my problem and joy is that I’m doing it in two years while other people tend to do it in 3+ years.  This means pain. Lots of.

Speaking of pre-pharmacy, I need to let this out:

I’ve been accepted by one of my top choices!

but I’m waiting to make the decision till Spring Break and after I hear from my other top choice. Once this whole process is over, I’ll let you guys know more, but I’ve applied to five schools (all ranked; all +40 ), was offered interviews from all of them, but we’ll see how my future turns out after this semester. I turned down three interviews because I got into Iowa and since two were them were not the best match (the third, University of Illinois-Chicago was awesome, but that would be quite a wait, and there are decisions to be made!).

So actually, I obviously didn’t finish that post, but I’m going to finish it short and sweet, if that’s possible for me. I finally heard back from my own school, and…..

For those that have a life and don’t know what it is, I’ve been accepted to Purdue’s School of Pharmacy and Pharmaceutical Science’s Doctor of Pharmacy program as well!

I have till this Friday to make the big decision. I’ll let you know.

AND just six weeks till liberation! I can’t wait to go back home!

Of pájaros

I like to write. I guess that’s a little obvious since I obviously have this blog, but anyways, I also like writing poetry. Normally, I don’t like showing what I wrote just because how personal it can be and I’m not sure whether it’s presentable or not.

I’ve been taking a creative writing class, and I realised that it’s OK to be not perfect, etc. I’ve become a lot more confident with what I have to offer, so here’s something little I wrote. It’s a bilingual poem in English and Spanish, and I wrote it on a whim, like most of the situations I write. I’m trilingual, but I figured three languages at once would take too much of me!

Without further ado:

Of pájaros

I came here hoy
looking for un amigo que
me pudiera conocer but
in this mundo moderno
no one gives no joda de
other gente.

Es más fácil to say
¡déjala! but that’s only
lo que digo. La verdad
es that in this testaruda
estoy girando crazily
hasta que alguien takes me.

Es increíble how I hear
lo que no ha dicho
en esta echoing
wave que
nunca duerme but
sigue screeching for aire.

Por eso volví to my room
Dejected y lista to quedarse in mi
cama para olvidar a day that fue
sin éxito como any other día
but then I heard el
pajarrito llorar.

¿De lágrimas o cantar?
I do not know en cúal
pensé but even till ahora
me pregunto si I am
crying or singing este
ritmo que keeps on
haunting mi lado.

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Today, I find este lugar otra vez
no por encontrar a friend,
because ya lo sé que
en este modern world
a nadie le importa
even a small carajo
de other gente.

Entonces me preguntas why I find
este lugar? Supongo que I will know
la repuesta once I know whether
el pajarrito canta o sí.