When night falls
And all seems lost
When pain is the only motivation to feel at all
Where the dagger
And the hole it created
Leaves love bleeding in my hands again
Where so much is given
There it will be lost
Where smiles fade
And memories are forgotten
Here they will be buried so deep
That I will grieve only the happiness they once held
When there are no more tears to cry
And no more blood to spill
Where absence now occupies the spaces we created
There is where you might make out the faintest beating of my shattered heart

Music video Thursday ;)

Movin' On...

hasta luego Pandaritos! ♪ª£¡♫

My name is Pandar. and I am a Justin Bieber fan.

Honestly, not the stalking/waiting 72 hours in front of the movie theater/won't miss a CA show kind of fan.
I just think he's a f'n talented kid. Check this out:

RESPECT!

hasta luego Pandaritos! ♪ª£¡♫

F U Friday

You know those days where, no matter how hard you try, having a good attitude about things and the smallest of faith in humankind is just seemingly impossible? Fuckin H, man.

Ok so I woke up more tired than usual. No big deal, happens all the time. Late to work this week, resigned to contribute it to the fact that this happens every year right before the time goes back to a godly schedule. Eff you, time changes. why the f do we still participate in this? Maybe I should move to AZ where it's hotter than bejeezus and aint shit to do, but hey! At least they keep human hours. Or Europe, where they take 2 hour siestas every day. OOO even better...

Still. Put on a happy face, doing my work and helping my *one nice* coworker cause she's not a hating ass bitch to me for no reason like the rest of the low-life chismosas I have the priviledge of working with.
Yet I tell myself each and every time the one other b* I have to be in the same dept. as turns into a yippy shit (-tsu) that I want to put a muzzle on daily not because of her weak ass bite but because of her shrieking-as-fuck deputy-no-badge bark that never fails to boil my blood out of sheer annoyance. I dont even care if that wasnt a complete sentence just now, cause that's how much air-time she deserves on MY blog.

Maybe this all has something to do with the fact that my FINE AS FUCK boyfriend came to get the car and I invited myself to lunch his treat all scruffy and handsome cute con pelo de acolchonadito yesterday and was, for the first time, waiting at my office door while I checked out. To say the least the fugly chismosas I work with were acting a fool by checking him out as if they had a chance. He wouldnt give a shit about these b*s if they had platinum p*'s.

anyways. Hopefully this comes across funny and or entertaining and not oober-negative. English humor people. I'm dry as a martini with a single olive, no cute little red-pepper center either.
Later haters

Beso mi nalgas blancas.

The good, the bad, and the ugly

The good: Feeling healthy and pretty happy to be Pandar right now
The bad: Hurt my foot on a chair (to the point where its bruised and sore and traumatized)
The ugly: So not down for customer service today
The good: Started a new lifestyle of diet and exercise Saturday
The bad: Not used to not snacking during the day so I'm kind of hungry
The ugly: Broke again... :(
The good: Cant wait for Magic again next friday!!!!! yesssssssssssssssssss!!!
The bad: Thought I'd be able to get one more discounted ticket but 2/3 aint bad
The ugly: My awesome body composition scale's batteries ran out of juice
The good: I randomly found the right (obscure) batteries at the auto shop whilst getting tranny fluid for mys car! whoo hoo lucky me!

I'm gonna end with the GOOD because I try to be more positive than negative!!

hasta luego Pandaritos!
♪ª£¡♫

I ♥ SB!!

Taken today on my bike ride. I ♥ Sunsets!! I am so blessed to live in Paradise!

Butterfly Beach, Montecito

Butterfly Beach ♥

 This was yesterday at East Beach by the Zoo... Kinda fuzzy but pretty anyway!

And some comida pics!! O yah!

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Yesterday's Lunch  
              ☺

 Tonight's Dinner →

Yummers





 

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hasta luego Pandaritos!

♪ª£¡♫

Ten things about Pandar

1. I think people who say they wouldn't do it all over again if they had the chance are full of sh!t.

2. I wonder why if there is a heaven and a hell (which I do believe) that there are also spirits and unliving presences here on earth (seen with my own eyes)... Why aren't they in one of those two places?

3. I think I am one of the most forgiving people I know, but there are some things I personally could never forgive someone for. Well, maybe forgive, but not forget and will want nothing to do with them anymore!

 

(grabbed from BritChickRuns' blog, love it! sorry, rat lover here...lol)

 4. I constantly surround myself with music. All music. Loud music. Screaming music. Contemplative music. Dancing music. Any and everything. I honestly could not be happy in a day where I wasn't listening to music. 

5. I tend to overreact to situations. I also speak before I think. A lot. It's a maturity thing, obviously. And I'm so over it!!!! >:\

(photo: my first fritatta, inspired by Monica. Yes, it was friggin RICO)

6. I get really intimidated and start shaking when I (try to) speak Spanish to actual Spanish-speakers. I am nervous to say something wrong and hate talking slowly. Yes, I've been laughed at before. haha. It's all good though. Not sure why I still get intimidated!

7. One of my favorite things to ask my mom when I was little was, "Will you tell me a story of when you were little?" because I loved imagining her as a little kid like me, though she seemed ancient and her stories about a hundred years ago. And she's such a young mom! haha! <3 ya mommie!

8. I am VERY impatient and intolerant of myself sometimes. I do have regrets, and I can't think that anyone could honestly say they don't either -- we all must have something we wish we didn't do at some point. And yes, I know it's all for a reason! Still, I'm just sayin.

9. I love coffee, but absolutely cannot drink it. Migraines from hell. Sometimes I forget this, or go into a temporary state of denial, and decide to drink some of this sweet nectar of Columbia Denny's anyway. Why!! Why do I insist on torturing myself this way!? Some people never learn.

10. Last night I was reading Sophie Kinsella's Remember Me? and actually forgot how old I was. Frigin A. So I ask my bf, "Hunny, am I 26 or 27?" Of course he's like, wtf? The kids actually end up telling me I am, in fact, 27 years old. I really didnt realize I was that old. And still act like a kid sometimes. wtf.

Grow. Up. Already.