Confessions

One of the reasons I started this blog was to be able to organize my thoughts through the typed word. Having been out of school for 2 years now feels like an eternity most likely because of the baby. But I feel like I need an outlet for the non-baby, non-marriage, non-family life that I think I have. Most of that involves Chicano politics as I see it, the emergence of a minority majority, and lots of stuff that effects people of color. Lots of this will be things I hope people are thinking about but understand that through the rigors of daily life most people can't.

Secondly, I would enjoy having my friends comment and add to my blog because as I can attest to through my years at Yale and in life, friends make it all a bit more bearable and sometimes help unclog the dams of information just waiting to flow from our minds. My intermost circle is a group of a few Chicanos and mostly Chicanas (plus one Chicana-Rican, and Amy my MEXi-Native) from originally the Class of 2002 which we called O'Duece mostly because yelling 02 at parties was well not good enough for our class. After that is my Yale people outside of my class which is mostly my MEChA Mechistas and people affiliated with them, all cool people. Some of my blogs my be just commenting on how my friends are doing and what I think of them (in a non-gossip way).

Thirdly, and hopefully not for too long I will blog about the trials and tribulations of writing a senior essay (thesis) two year after "graduating" and with a family while living with in-laws. I will try and not use this an escape or procrastination tool but much rather a kinda public diary that will force me do what I say will.

OK, so for my first entry I would like to confess that I failed my federal securities test on Monday by one answer. This is crappy because I need to pass this test so I can make money being a Financial Advisor, so now I have to wait 30 day to take a really simple test I completely blew. Well it better this way because now I can focus on writing my essay, in the mean time. So that's what I'm doing, plus taking care of my beautiful 2.4 year old and still getting settled in after moving back in with in-laws. Lastly, I will try and write at least once a day unless some crazy Bush lead thing goes wrong and I want to make some sense of it. Haste luego.