I have been a bad person...

Finally.... 5th semester, alias hell is over with.... not a lot went on.... but it sucked in general. The teachers were really mediocre as were the subjects. But I have big expectations for the next semester, yes folks, 6th semester..... the semester when I no longer study subjects I don't care, such as journalism genre, projects workshop. Finally next semester will be when I'll learn how to make political campaigns, and how to make my politician look good, media training, etc. i just hope it's not another disappointment.
I'm sorry I didn't write in quite a while, it's just, since I very oftenly didn't go to class, I had to put in extra effort durring finnals (study, shoot a video, write killer essays, investigate, etc). On the other hand, I really want to resign at work, anyone's got any sugestions? I feel as if I'm not going anywhere in work!! I'm starting to suffer from "kill the boss" sindrome! haha.

Ugh, this week the heater broke hahha so I have had to take cold showers all week, I don't wish that for anyone! I think I might die from a heart attack soon. Next week I'm going to have a Christmas dinner with folks at my college, who would have though? To my defence, things have been a but better with my college classmates. On the other hand, I wish I could have organized a dinner with my true friend , my highschool buddies, but oh well... next year I promise.

This is going to be a killer winter break, I get to catch up on my reading, Zamorano lent me a book thats called "the Antiamerican Obssesion", and I'm quite curious to read it, and also I must read "The new machiveliean handbook".

Hell has broken out

This has been quite a week, all hell broke out. 1st of all the Rams defeated the Cowboy's 2 weeks ago, this made me quite happy, tough I know the Rams don't have a chance. But more importantly the end of this god awful semester is finally coming to an end, therefore I have to take advantage of this weekend to hang around and do nothing, because when finals start, I just won't have the time to do the things I love. Even more importantly, Barack Obama, on Tuesday, won the election, thing that I have been predicting for a couple of months, hell I know the man isn't santa, but I'm ´pretty sure the USA will be better off with him in the oval office. And might I add, I have been with the guy for nearly two years, waaaayyy before lots of people in this city ever even heard his name, and as it turns out, now everyone was behind him (hahaha it's kind of funny when politicians become "in").

And last but not least, our (Mexican) Head of the State Department, Mouriño has tragically "died", in a jet "accident", two circumstances which I hardy doubt... that shizzz was most certainly NOT an accident, beware people... if he isn't safe.... who the hell is?? And the other theory I have, is that the man is actually alive sippin some rum and cokes in the Bahamas (I've seen Alias, waay to much) but hey a girl can dream!!! I rally do hope the guy is alive and laughing at everything.

My childhood team...

Ok, thanks to popular demand... I will no longer speak about "LOVE". So today was a good day though I know that tommorow will totaaallly BRING IT All. I know Sunday will be tight. You see, my all time favorite football team will play against the Dallas Cowboys. That means, this next sunday afternoon football... the RAMS will play against the almost undefeated Cowboys.
It's going to be a great game, although I know that the Cowboys don't have very difficult win. The Cowboys is lining up to be a great team this season, they only lost one game against Washington. While the Rams have been defeated every single game of the season.
The RAMS' old coach was even kicked out, after the terrible game against the Bills. And plus all that, the injuries, ugh.

1. Randy McMichael suffered a broken tibia and torn ligament in his right leg in the Rams' 31-14 loss to the Bills.

2. A spot was found in Derek Stanley's brain , and his true conditions is yet unknown.
O well, we'll have to see what Jim Haslett can do for this team. I blame the Rams' administration for all the mishaps. I miss the days of Warner, and Faulk, when the team had it all. O well, we'll see, kick off on sunday at 3:20 central.

A breathtaking feeling.

This has been a couple of lovable weeks, ergo I haven't written. Why you ask? Why if Yazz is disgusted by world and isn't capable of it? Well folks, I hate to brake it to you I am most certainly capable of it, hahaha even if I don't shout it out and get all corny.
All of a sudden, I have realized, I haven't had much of any luck in the love department, though I'm pretty sure I'm currently in love or at least getting close to it. Destiny has always been a bitch to me, in the last case it was because I moved away and so did he, and in this case... let's just say it's far more complicated than a border dividing us. Can you believe that?

If I had a love song it would sound a little bit like this:
I can't be held responsible I won't be held responsible "I" fell in love in the first place for the life of me i cannot remember what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise for the life of me i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins we were merely freshmen

I sorta changed a couple of lyrics... so it could all fit in.

That's how things are, and that's how they'll be. Love much more than feeling, it's a state of mind, were you love those little quirks' that normal people despise; you can't stop going through the moments you have been granted with that person, you have mental flashbacks and take great pleasure in every second of it. Love can also represent different things to different people some even believe you can love different people in diverse and odd ways. And love can manifest in many unusual ways, we can't control it, we don't have a choice in the matter. There isn't a time frame for love, and most importantly, I believe, the feeling... as much as it can hurt, IT'S BREATHTAKING!!!

Honesty Flick...

Yesterday I went to see Dan in Real Life -a great movie by the way-. And taking into consideration a certain crush, with a certain guy-friend. The film made me reflect... a little about honesty.
Honesty is a bitch to some and to others it's everything, although not everyone can be honest about things, and better yet not everyone can accept honesty. Usually people who prefer avoiding the truth aren't people I like being around, I don't know it's a thing of mine... I can't stand having to keep my lips closed, I have a thing for speaking my mind, and even if it gets me in trouble it still most gratifying because "Damn, I said what I thought"; that's my ideal "and ideals are bullet proof".
But the thing is, What happens when you can't be sincere, when you realize that your honesty (as great and true as it it) it might just badly hurt someone in the process. Where must the line be drawn? Is it selfish to speak your mind in these situations?
But what if, just what if you speak your mind to avoid hurting the other person, but the other person, due to certain maturity issues can't cope with it? In that case is it the sincere persons problem? Or is it the individual who can't deal with it's problem? Who's to blame? Is it too selfish and morbid to be honest just to feel better?
What percentage of people truly show appreciation for honesty? I know I do, I prefer to be destroyed with the truth, than to be deceiving with me. I know it's just terribly wrong to wish and expect everyone to be like that. O well, I just had to get that off my chest.

A Friday adventure...

Like any other Friday, I fixed my social schedule to go on a drinking frenzy, but things didn’t go according to plan… as it turns out Daniel wanted to celebrate his b-day with me and Cora, so we got together, all 3 of us were late, the drinking marathon didn’t start very well, but we proceeded to try and make the best of it.
First, we went to the “yardas”, and no surprise there, we couldn’t get a table, so we headed to “Pabellon Copilco” a place where I hate going, but we really didn’t much of a choice, due to the fact we all had plans afterwards, little money, and almost out of gas. It was even worse than usual, so we democratically decided to proceed to the wonderful “azteconas”, and get 5 liters of beer and go on campus to drink without major troubles.
We bought our delicious aztecona mixed draft beers with a perfect blend of lime and chili, and after 15 minutes we finally were able to get a parking space in the department of philosophy of the prestigious National Autonomous University of Mexico –which today occupies position 51 in the best universities in the world, according to the online rankings- so there were a couple of tailgate parties, but nothing to crazy.
Then, just then we realized… it was the yearly “donkey burn”, which is a tradition that college students perform every year before the UNAM- POLI football game. We didn’t mind them, and we headed to the green area while I called the mobile company and yelled at “Guillermo” because my friends new phone line wasn’t up yet, when we got to the green area, we saw people running towards us, and we heard blasters go off, but we didn’t mind.
Daniel was so calm, he even went down to light his cigarette, Cora and I proceeded to sit, and admire the campus. Suddenly, a couple of campus security men told us to stand up and start walking, as it turns out the burn, wasn’t going according to plan, and we had to evacuate the campus. People were frantically running towards us… therefore I proceeded to finish 2 of 5 beers, and we had 3 left, we calmly walked to the street with our azteconas.
Sundenly all hell broke loose, Daniel had gone straight into the conflict area, so we put our 3 beers, on the yellow rail, and I got under it… suddenly the bottles the assholes were throwing we too close, so Cora and I had to leave our beers, and we crossed the street dodging the crap and they were throwing. We finally got to the other side were the “useful” city police were talking on their walkie-talkies and taking pictures (and not arresting anyone), while people were beating each other.
All of a sudden, I take a look at our beers and a son of a bitch picks one up and throws it, I scream in anger –hahahah-. A couple of minutes later, the accumulation of individuals, with high school t-shirts, and beer bottles we going towards the dean’s office, so I crossed the street frantically, and save 2 of the 3 beers. Daniel had finally gotten back from trying to light his cig, and we laid down to joke about the whole ordeal.
As it turns out, some students from philosophy didn’t want high school bitches at our campus, so the proceeded to beat them with sticks, and the high-schoolers –drunken and disorderly- threw beer bottles at them, and exploding cocktails, hitting 4 students, 2 of them were injured badly in the head and face.
These violent events started at 6: 45 and ended at 7:15, at 8:00 I left the campus, and went to another b-day celebration. It was a Friday full of adrenaline, but dangerous none the less. Thank heavens5 high school "students" will be expelled after this little mishap, they deserve that and more, stupid sons of bitches.

Here's the video, we where standing a couple of feet behind who shot the video.

A little bit of everything....

I feel so awful... I haven't written anything here in ageeees!! That makes me feel like such an irresponsible person, I don't want to be a blog abandoner .
O well... moving on.... I've had a wonderful time.... no complaints. And I feel ROCKTOBER will most certainly have it all... it will begin with a wonderful weekend at "moles" house.... and it will end with Damian's Bday celebration (at Cervantino, probably) - and I have to mention all the bdays in between-.
Though I'm kind of worried... is it normal to be bored in every college course I have?? Ugh, I'm starting to think that I didn't chose my teachers rationally and in a proper manner... o well... one semester closer to closing the chapter.
Today I had a wonderful convo with Lizzy, she said something that I truly believe, but Ihaven't been able to say out loud... so here goes:

(06:39 p.m.)דµ€ ¥ªɀ is total: Did you hear about sara palin?
(06:43 p.m.) F.T.A.D.E.P - Ve: I don't know, I hate politics. If you don't know something people think your stupid. If you say something that others don't know they say that your a jackass or a spy or something.
(06:44 p.m.)דµ€ ¥ªɀ is total: jajajajaj
(06:46 p.m.) F.T.A.D.E.P - Ve: O not??
(06:47 p.m.) F.T.A.D.E.P - Ve: Like, if you say something that no one realizes they say that your involved, if you say you read it in the papers they say that your foolish for believing the media.
(06:48 p.m.)דµ€ ¥ªɀ is total: (speachless)

That's Lizzy's intake on things, and I can't say I disagree, some brainless people think that having an opinion is bad... and she's right, and opinion on things is usual not well seen. I mean, hey I'm all for opinions, the thing is... what proficiency do you have to have an opinion? Is it always necessary? Who can judge your opinion? I mean hell after all it’s an opinion, you don’t have to justify your way of thinking do you??
Tenorio would say "only experts can have a real intake on things, we can't go about life, interpreting things that 'we feel' 'we think' not everybody can have the knack about education, sports, culture, arts, politics, that's why thought-out life we try to have an expertise so we can emit funded judgments " That's why, I can't have an opinion on everything... goodness gracious I toootaaally miss that teacher!!

Having the time of my life!!!

Yeaah, life's most certainly become a blast!!!

I had a great 1st week of school, which is actually a 1st, since senior year. I really can't complain, the intensity of things has most certainly lowered. And of course, less importance, to more people!! hahaha
And therefore I mixed it up a little with the teachers this semester, and it's destined to be a great semester filled with....a little bit of everything. I just hope I'm able in changes to insert my two switches. If not some administrative, bureaucratic bitches are going to have to hear me out, I deserve it, all thanks to my GPA.
In other matters, I've been having a wonderful weekend, since Thursday hahaha the oficial starting line!! hahaha, well toodles, must go, a wonderful partaaayyy aproaches.

And remember, "an eye is upon you", thanks to Shoyo whom made it all possible!

PD... have nothing to do on a Friday o Satarday night??? HEY!!! KEEP IN MIND.... you can always insult me!! hahahahahha

That's the thing...

It's true we CAN'T control our emotions, we can only control our actions.
Maybe because I don't have another choice, but I'm kind of a believer: I CAN HAVE A FEELING AND NOT ACT ON IT.... Because I couldn't live with my self if I did.

jajajaja, "FUCK ME"??

That's what pathetic people comment on a Saturday night at 1: 00 AM. Don't you have something better to do??? It's quite clear some folks don't have a life, so they destine their free time to writing a series of "Fuck yous", sometimes with grammatical mistakes, because hey, I can't expect some folks to write in English hahaha, especially the type of folks that remain anonymous and IGNORANT

I would publish the comments that are insulting, because hey, I'm all for the freedom of speech but there are limits, and I refuse to publish anything anonymous. If you have the "nuts" to write "fuck you", you must also have the balls to write your "fucking" name. I don't care if people don't agree with me, I have even published comments of people who think the opposite of what I write, but they write it respectfully. If you want to make me feel bad, an insult isn't the key, do it with intelligence, any one can insult me, but few people can make their point with IQ.

It's my "fucking" blog, and I can say what ever the "fuck" I want, and if that makes some people nauseous, well live with it, hahahaha. Or better yet, DON'T VISIT MY BLOG!!! You always have a choice in what you read haha, I deeply regret the fact that I can't be friends with bitchy ass, cowards hahahaha..... cheers!!

Puff....

Yeaah, due to a friend, I found out: the breathalyzer in commercial use exists in this country (MEXICO), for those who didn't know!! hahaha Though it doesn't give out a reading, it's tiiight though! hahahah.
It's a tiny key chain, that turns red or green depending on the level.And it can be found in Steren

Thank God I'm Atheous -WOODY ALLEN

I love that phrase, such an irony! haha.

O well, today I went to church (yes people, sometimes a go to church, mostly against my will). In this occasion I had to go to the one year anniversary of the death of my favorite aunt. But that's not the case. Every time I go, I usually look around, and analyze everything, from the people, to what the priest says, to the church its self. I find everything sooo interesting, the phrases that are said in mass, such as: "God pity us" are matter of a semiotic study.
Hey, don't get me wrong, I used to be a good catholic girl, hell I was even a altar girl, I even went to Sunday School until I was like 13, OK, so most of the time I didn't enter the classroom, I sort of stayed in the hallways sleeping, but that doesn't count. And I respect all religions, I just find it fascinating to analyze the people that attend mass, and all the things the priest says.
I noticed somethings that I can add to the list of things that I disgust about my parents, a part from the fact that they are obsessed with church, specially my mother... I hate the fact that they give money to maintain the organization. Did you know that the State that receives the highest profits annually is the VATICAN!
Catholicism isn't what disgusts me, I just hate the catholic organization, per sei. After everything that the church has done in the name of God during the years, how can they actually think that all is forgotten. But o well, I guess mos human beings have to believe in something, even if it's corrupt. Who am I to judge, but a simple mortal.

People praise and thank god, so god won't crush the like bugs -Dr Gregory House

Lovin' it

Sorry I had to use a McDonald's copy, it's just I must express my complete satisfaction for these wonderful vacations. Why? Well I'll tell you why, I'll even make a list of the reasons why I'm enjyoing my summer vacations:

1. I don't have to put up with people I dislike, on the contrary to when I'm at school, and I have to talk and even wave at people I can't stand. And people that generally can't stand me, hahaha
   
2. Yes, I get to wake up at whatever hour, I can also stay up late watching all those movies I can't watch when I have class.
   
3. I go out with my friends more often, since I don't have to spend my money on school supplies, copies, books and so on, I GET TO DESTINE MORE MONEY TO: partying, drinking, clubbin', etc.
4. I don't have to go to work!
   
5. I get to just leave my crib, whenever I want to, without worrying about homework.
   
6. Every day is a new adventure.

And that's just a part of the list of the many perks of these summer vacations!! I hope everyone is enjoying there freetime as much as me..

Ughhh....

Why must the past always come back to haunt me? Why can't certain people just get over somethings? Umm, well maybe because I CAN'T!!!

Heyyy, it’s my right for medical attention….my taxes pay for your salary

Ok, so my mother had a bit of a fall, leaving work, so I had to hitch a ride to go pick her up. And she got al nervous and hysterical, so I had to take her to the hospital… I hate hospitals, I truly hate them, and everything that comes along with them: the smell, doctors, sick people, the colors, ugh. It makes me very ill, even the thought of it. The give me the hibie gibies.

But anyways, we entered the emergency room, and everyone there in pain, children crying, people competing seeing who is sicker. I went to register my mother, and TADAAA I thought “damn it, I’m going to be here useless hours”, because deep down inside I know my mother tends to exaggerate health issues.

Therefore, I went up, and started speaking loudly to get some attention, I knocked on the preexam room, and talked to a doctor, exaggerating the circumstances, it was kind of fun “she could have a concussion, she lost consciousness”, “she has circulatory problems, and she’s shaking”, “please I know there’s a lot of people here, I know this is a public healthcare service, but could you just take a look at her?”. YEaaahhHH!! I won, he let her in, sent her to x-rays.

And in less than an hour we were outa there with the appropriate meds, and everything. It was tiiiight hahahaha I looooooveee requesting my rights in public services!!! So remember if you’re in a crisis, just send out an S.O.S, and… crazy maniac, yAzZzz comes to the rescue.

Well, I must go now, tomorrow I get up early to take the course to take the medical exams to the freshmen. I love being in the welcoming comitee, I get to scout for a future husband at my college.

PD. Yeaah I bought a violin at a great price that makes oooh sooo happy!!!

Beware of people like such

Ok, so I don’t have many friends in college, God himself knows I like people, I just don’t like people close to me, hahaha, but what happens when people don’t trust you? It gets just a tad complicated; so I’m going to enlighten you with a nonfiction story.

A long time ago, in the far away land of the Department of Social and Political Science, at a College in one of those 3^rd world countries, there was this group of friends, which weren’t really friends, though they liked to think they were.

There was a particular member of this certain group, this little girl, she wasn’t a bad person she just had a zillion issues with herself and that made her just a bit problematical, and what the hell, a HUGE DRAMA QUEEN!! She loooooveees the drama, more than Shakespeare, this is usually because her life is just a tad empty, and it’s “entertaining” for her to make up her life like a crappy daytime soap.

As it turns out, this girl really really “LOVES”, she can meet a guy one day, and 12 hours later, she claims “loving” him. It’s quite weird, it’s underestimating love, you kind of have to know someone a little more than 12 hours to “love” him, don´t you?

The problem with the men she “loves” is that they have questionable morals; and are usually two faced suckers who “act” loyal, honest and carrying but they actually use women. This is quite funny if you think about it. So as it turns out this young lady spends her days justifying the ways of these men, and these men usually hit on her friends.

That’s not the worst part of this story, this girl usually puts the blame on her friends, she is blinded by “love”, and she blames her friends who interact with her “man” of being traitors and whores who “mess with her man”. So if you are her friend, it is recommended that you don’t speak with her “man”.

So this little girl doesn’t trust her friends, though she tries to hide it. This problem surfaces because the boy is usually a little lying crappy son of a bitch but, she can’t “not trust him” because: “he’s such a good person”. The saddest part of this sob story, the girl has self esteem issues; she blames her friends of all the males’ faults, because it’s easy, it’s easier to justify everything saying “that bitch got up all in ‘my’ man, instead of putting the blame on herself. Freud followers would have a kick with a study at this particular case.

It doesn’t really end here, as it turns out, all the people who tried to befriend this girl, you must be totally demagogic, and say exactly what she wants to hear, if you don’t, “you don´t get her”, “you don’t care about her”, and you’re “just about the worst person in her life”. The only thing I can say about this case… BEWARE OF PEOPLE LIKE THOSE DESCRIBED IN THIS ANECDOTE. DISTANCE YOUR SELF. You don’t want to be caught up in the drama, or do you?

Dang, and I thought high school was over with.

PD. Damn I’m sorry, I haven’t put up any more pictures it’s just I couldn’t find appropriate ones; I promise I’ll add some later on.