I needed Jesus on here sooner or later |
*If there is one good thing about my school, it’s the “Late Start” on Wednesday. So instead of having to be revived at the crack of dawn, I can get up at 8:30 at the latest (!!!).
I have to say. This day has been good to me. First of all, because it’s *Wednesday. Second, because in Spanish today WE PASSED OUT VALENTINES! *ear-splitting squeal*
NACHO (the name has finally been revealed) apparently liked the Valentine I made him, at least according to Sheila. So my work was productive. Yay. I got a Valentine too, and when I read it, I was totally girl-ing out: blushing, smiling, and having to stop my self from laughing out loud (which caused me to do this weird hiccup-thing). It was pretty much the sweetest thing that anyone has ever written about me!
That is until I got to one line of the charming poem: Tus ojos son como el cielo. (source)
THE FIRST THOUGHT:
*Before my statement: In spanish, we don’t call each other by our real names. We call each other by our “Spanish Names”. For an example, my “Spanish Name” is Sierra.*
“El cielo” can be translated into “sky”. At least that’s what we learned in this class. The problem with this is that my eyes are browner than brown. Last time I checked, the sky was blue...
So, either this person is blind, or has the completely wrong person. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if he had the wrong person. That would just be so typical for me.
If you are this mystery man and you know for a fact that the girl you like has blue eyes, you’ve got the wrong Sierra. So get off my blog, fool.
THE SECOND THOUGHT:
I was kind of sad thinking that this wonderful person had mistaken me for another in our class. Just to make sure, I did what any normal student would do if they needed to look up a word in Spanish.
Google translate.
So I looked up “el cielo” in this Spanish homework necessity, expecting “sky” to show up and expecting to probably look up at my ceiling and sulk about my life. I hit the translate button and the word “heaven” came up.
Your eyes are like heaven.
Wow...
I’m still speechless, ahaha.
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- To Mystery Man,
I am so thankful for the card, and I just want to say that I really, truly love it (if you ment my eyes are like heaven) (if not get out). Ahaha I’m just so flattered that you think of me this way. Actually, you must be fricken blind because the Sierra in 5th period Spanish that I know is an awkward loser with unkempt, frizzy hair. I guess she’s doing it right, huh?
Love, Sydney (aka Sierra)
Keep indulging on those chocolates for moral support, ladies. Just two more days left!