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Herrrrrro, happy Wed-nes-day. (That's how I say it so I know how to spell it.) 

(I also have to recite the ABCs in order to figure out letter placing.)

(Call the police, I don't care.) 

ANYWAYS: I'm slowly getting better from my cold! My voice still sounds a little funny, and I get severe cough fits sometimes, but progress c: 

I also get to work late shift by myself this Saturday, which I'm super nervous of wahhh 

Anyways, OUTFIT: 

My hair is all types of crazy

It's still winter and it's suppose to get warmer again in Norcal....why......

Get your shit together M. Nature 

Cindy 

Sick days

I've been so sick, it's not even funny. I always tell people that my immune system is awesome cause I rarely get sick, and when I do, the virus usually leaves within two days. BUT NOPE. NOT THIS TIME. My voice sounded like a frog/man...it was weird... 

Anyways! Here is what I wore last Thursday: 

I wore my green sweater/blazer over this to complete the look

And even though I was barely getting over a super bad cold, I forced myself to go to work (FIRST DAY WITHOUT HELP) and tried to look cute. I was miserable though thanks to my throat giving me so much shit. 

OFW:

I just love wearing skirts to work <3___<3

Anyways, I'm barely getting better, so hopefully I have all of my energy by the middle of this week. 

Think healing thoughts for me.

Cindy 

OOTD and other shtufff

Happy Humpday~

So, here we are again....doing...some...interesting...stuff....I really don't know how to start this so im just going to show you what I wore today...okay? OKAY.


It's been sunny in San Ho and all of a sudden the weather is gloomy again (which I loveeeeeeeee)

OUTFIT:

I kinda look like a bum. A smart one though.

I also bought more clothing that I actually ordered from F21. (SO original, I know).

If it's one thing I love, is knits, knits, knits <3

Oh, besides all this outfit/clothing shit, I've been trying to make plans to go to disneyland over my spring break with my friends. I found out today that my bf has his spring break before mine so he won't be able to go which SUCKSSSSSS. :'(

But, nonetheless, I still plan to ask the rents' for permission, even though my mom basically said I could go. My dad on the other hand......

Wish me luck, tons of luck.

Cindy

P.S. I like adding extra letters at the end of wordsssssssssss

Work Twerk Work Twerk

SUP GUYS.

So I did my two days of training at my new job---->Bella Saratoga thanks to my lovely friend Alyssa :-)
There is no set uniform, you just kinda have to dress fancyish haha

So here is what I wore for my second day of training:

I felt like a maid or a stewardess.

I also went shopping to find more clothes that I can possibly use for work, so here is what I have so far...

I have no idea how my purple wall turned white in the blazer photo. 

I got those boots for $10 at H&M. 

I got the blouse above from goodwill, along with 2 pairs of work pants (one from H&M and the other from goodwill.)

I have to keep on the lookout for more stuff like this~

xo

10. Busy Bee

I've been so busy this week that I haven't updated this blog on what's going on.

Here's a couple of updates (not that anyone is really looking at my blog BUT WHATEVER.)

- My birthday was...eventful. I changed my views on certain things and a really important relationship to me reassured me on how great it is while another relationship is...not so great anymore

- I got my period ON MY BIRTHDAY (WHY MOTHER NATURE, WHY)

- Got motherfucking pink eye in BOTH eyes

- Got the flu shot which has made my left arm sore as hell 

-Missed my first day in training because of the pink eye (I got a job though thanks to my friend :D) 

- Met my new co-workers while looking like a scary person with pink eyes and wearing no make-up lol 

This week....has not been a very good one for me.

But my first day went well, just super overwhelming. And my eyes are turning normal again :) 

OOTD-Monday Funday

Today was super cold! I love the cold weather but I hate walking to class when everything is being covered by trees or buildings. Just give me a little bit of sun :( 


BAM. 

I absolutely love this coat-I overuse this baby all the time. 

Tomorrow is my birfday! I'm finally twenty :') 

P.S. Doesn't my bun of gold hair remind you of cornbread muffins? <3____<3 

xo

8. Jungle Juice

This past weekend, I went to go sleepover at my friend's college. She was invited to this party and she was really nervous to go because of what could happen. (This is her first party). We decided to go and let me tell you- it was definitely a college party.

There was like seventy people packed into a small ass apartment and you could barely get inside cause it was that crowded. I only do well at parties if I know the majority of the people and obviously this wasn't the right scenario. 

I ended up drinking two shots of sky vodka (weak stuff tbh) and I had two cups of jungle juice. If you don't know what jungle juice is, it's basically a mixture of tons and tons of alchol mixed with pinaapple juice, cranberry juice, other juices or just koolaid. You don't really taste the booze in it, which makes it super lethal if you don't control yourself. 

Fancy, right?

I had two cups of this stuff and I got so tipsy, I was scared that I was drunk. It was a fantastic weekend though- and I didn't get a hangover so alls well that ends well (or whatever). 

Cheers~

7. OOTD- Wednesday

Happy Hump Day! 

Here's what I wore today: 

The tank top is from F21 and it features the Jackson 5! (:

People always ask how I'm able to walk in booties all the time, but when you're 5'1'' it has to be done. Plus, I've made them my bitch. 

I AM NO MANS BOSOM. 

Cindy 

6. OOTD

Now that I actually like fashion, I am always out looking for blogs that will cater to my type of style...need? Problem is, some of these fashion blogs, though they are cool, are way too fashionable for me to actually try to replicate. 

You know, how the blogger might be wearing the weirdest shit ever, but it works for them? Or maybe the blogger has super expensive clothes that I'll never be able to afford? OR that one blogger who is cool and all, but they dress like an alien and you don't even get what the hell is going on? 

I figure other people out there have this problem, so I'll just start posting what I wear every once in a while, or however I want. (Don't want to spam my instagram). 

So here is todays outfit for Tuesday: 

School Schmool

My room shall never be clean. And, yes, that is a Sailor Moon phone case C:  

Cindy 

5.5 Changes Part 2

After a few months of college, I connected with my now boyfriend, who has seen me with and without make-up and says that I'm still pretty/ beautiful/perfect/ect. 

He knows me like the back of his hand and still thinks i'm good enough to be his girlfriend which makes me ecstatic. 
The sad part is, although he tells me all these things, I hardly believe them because I have this mentality that he has to tell me these things because he's my boyfriend. (Disgusting and sad-I know). 

I do, however, believe that I am somewhat attractive when I hear it from random people. Is that weird or normal? I don't really know. I think it's more flattering when it's random. Don't get me wrong, It's not like I think my boyfriend is lying to me when he says those things, but it's just a different effect or feeling when someone else says it. 

Presently, I am more at peace with myself as a person. I know who I am, I'm comfortable with how I look like, and I know what I tolerate and what I don't tolerate (especially with people). 

Early 2010-2011, Still looking like a 13-year old

Present 2013.

xo 

5. Changes Part 1

One of my biggest insecurities that I've had to deal with was my appearance. Perplexing enough, I don't remember caring about how I looked like in middle school, which is usually where teens start to feel weird about their bodies. 

I started in high school around the middle of my sophomore year. I remember still carrying my Jansport black backpack that was tattered from my previous year. It wasn't until someone asked me why I didn't opt for a purse instead. That's when I realized that almost all the girls in my year were using purses as their backpacks. 

The very next weekend I ended up buying a purse that resembled a messenger bag. After that, I began noticing girls wearing make-up, having guys like them, and wearing more mature clothing. 

Jumpstart to senior year, I began wearing mascara and a little bit of eyeliner (tightlining that shit). I was also dressing more consciously-being more girly or fashionable. I still felt that my looks weren't appealing enough because no guy ever noticed me or ever told me that I was pretty or beautiful. (Let's be real, what guy randomly says that too you just like that?) I thought that the reason why I didn't have a guy interested me was because I was ugly and looked too much like a 13 year old. (I have a babyface-a curse and a blessing). 

After hitting college my first year, I started using more eyeliner (cat-eye) and learning more about make-up through videos online. I also started liking fashion much more and reflected it in my wardrobe. 

After that first year in college, I started getting noticed by more guys and actually having guys hit on me and expressing interest. It was all so surreal for me. Here I go from being a wallflower when it comes to guys, to all of a sudden having 5 guys hitting on me. I can't explain how weird and uncomfortable it was. I was happy, but it also put me in a place where I thought that guys only liked me because of the make-up. So even though I kept getting hit on, I had the thought that they only liked me cause I looked a certain way and that if they really knew what a crude, sarcastic person I was, they would hate me. 

Has to be done

3. Terror A La Muerte

One thing that I know most people will wonder is why my blog is titled "Terror A La Muerte" which in english is translated to "Terror of Death" or the fear of death. 

I, like the majority of the world, have a fear of dying. I really always imagined myself impacting the world someday; about having my name out there and people knowing about me. 

I have a fear that I am going to die at any moment and no one will remember me. That I will become a feverish thought in the months following my death and then become nothing. 

I want to accomplish something, anything, which I want my blog to portray. 

XO

2. About Me

Even though I literally posted my first post a few minutes ago, I really wanted to share who I am. I figured that this type of thing should be one of the first few post so here goes: 

My name is Cindy Romero, I am 19 years old, about to be 20 in a couple of days. I go to a community college where I am noted to be a business major, even though I don't really know if I want to do that. I reside with my parents, who I have a love-hate relationship with (more on that later). 

I, as stated before, have a tendency to talk about doing many things but then usually don't end up doing anything but laugh at videos on the internet.  

I have a wonderful, wonderful boyfriend, who literally makes me swoon. He actually told me that I should try blogging, so if this turns out to be great, I'll have to thank him. 

I have really sarcastic, weird humor which usually ends up backfiring at me, causing people to think I'm a mean person or just abnormal (which I don't mind, since it's...me). 

I like the finer things in life, like re-runs of Thats so 70s Show, consuming top ramen, and dancing at inappropriate times. 

One thing that people most notice about me is either how short I am (5'1), or my curly, ombre'd sorta, hair that always smells good. No, but seriously, people always comment on the two. 

PICTURE OF PROOF:

I was studying for a class that I never went to. Also, grande ice coffee with 8 pumps classic.

Look at my soulful eyes.

Kidding, 

Cindy 

1.

To whom it may concern:

It is literally 2:00 AM on the dot and I am sitting here next to my bear trying to see if this blogging hype is for me. One thing that anyone should know about me is how often I'll start things and then drop the hobby in boredom. (Ask my mom).

But realizing that this is my flaw in character, I'm hoping that my awareness of this issue will push me to keep this blogging thing up. I'm still unsure of what this blog will consist about to be honest. Most bloggers have their blog dedicated to fashion, cooking, or...Two and a Half Men..?

One thing is for sure, however, is that I hope this blog, wherever it flourishes, will help me grow as well.


Till later,

Cindy