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!!