Another one bites the dust!!!

Yes people.... one step closer, one more shot down.

Never the less this semester got a bit more complicated, due to "extraordinary" matters, this semester went form plagiarism, to a lot of debts, to deceit, to getting drunk with some teachers, to screwing things up with a great guy, some friendships weakened, others got stronger; hell it had it all.

And yet I'm not one to complain, but needless to say, it wasn't my favorite, but I learned a lot of life lessons, the kind I love!!

Next semester will get more interesting, I'll become a teachers asis., which will make me furfill my mision in life, and become a total biatch, towards people like "afro[1]".


[1] A little big mouth son of a #/&)!, I'll complement on this in another post.

Monday 4 AM lesson.........

Monday 4 AM lesson

If you have been irresponsible enough to do something quite stupid and idiotic, you must be responsible enough to make amends

You can't put a time stamp on love......

Trying to control love and time, is impossible; people who think that they can control either or worse, BOTH have issues.

I know it would be great if we could decide when, and how long we fall in love, or better yet who we love and put a time stamp that says "in 3 months this will expire"; that would just be great. But things aren't like that, life isn't like that. It would most certainly make life easier. Imagine that, you could say "I'm going to fall out of love of this son of a bitch in 2 weeks". But ohh hell no!!! When the going gets though, your still loving.

Time works the same way.... I learned the worst way, that time isn't a reusable o recyclable resource. You can't control time, you can't waste it, you can't leave things "for tomorrow". We can't leave things like that, tying lose ends, both time and love, we can't leave love for another time, we can't have a feeling and not act on it, that will only lead to self destruction. And I guess that's what's going on with me.... oh well, it's the price I pay, for being me and being stupid. Peace out y'all.

Madonna to Lady Gaga

Madonna: What the hell is a disco stick?

Lady Gaga: You know what it is!!!

To hell with it.....

I'm no longer going to give explinations for not writting frecuently, because it's always the same damn thing.

Moving on, that's the attitude I've been trying to accomplish, but I can't... it's becoming pathetic. I start bulshitting... "ohh hell no, I want nothing to do with him" and 2 seconds later, he has me in the palm of his hand, and he knows it... I've lost my self respect.

It's kind of what out president has done with the Federal Electric Company, by liquidating it, and getting rid of the corrupt unions. But in my case, I can't get rid of my own corruption. All of this under the scheme "it's better to find out, than never know" I've sure as hell done a lot of stupid things, but o well.... at least I know, the problem is that I'm still there waiting.

On the upside, I had a wonderful time last night.... a night full of excess, just the way I like it.

Your Heart....

I carry your heart

I carry your heart with me( I carry it in
my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear
not fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)!!!!

-E.E. Cummings-

This morning didn't start out all that well....

The following events ocurred right after the events of last night (since I didn't go partying).

Riiing Riiing Riiing..... 5:30 AM: My 1st thought this morning: "Damn it, I gotta get to my 7 AM class to turn in a paper".... (flashfoward through the morning routine) before I'm out the door, my sister yells at me for a reason as idiotic as her lazy ass"That's why 'he' will never be your boyfriend".
Scene 2.... I get early to school, for the 1st time in this semester. I even run into Veneronni, (puff a wounderful teacher) and we talk about school, academia and my area, he congradulates me for being in political communication. At that point I thought, puff..... what a great way to start my day. HOW VERY WRONG I WAS!!!


Scene 3: I sit outside my classroom on the 3rd floor; and time goes by... 7:15 AM "Hmm no one has gotten to class, how wierd.. I ask Joaquin through sms...." he responds: "the teacher sent an email last night that she won't come to class". DAMN IT!! I walk out the building screaming curse words.


Scene 4, ok I calm down I get to the office and I start working -thinking ok, I'll get a head start-. Scene 5: I had to burn an international advertising festival (we have the original DVDs that the Spanish Embassy lent us) I go to desk were the cds were stored, and what do you know the DVD falls down under the drawer and I spent an hour trying to get the original DVD out. Sudeenly I stik my hand underneath the drawer, and my friggin hand get's stuck. I can't move, my cel is too far to reach.... (funny scene) don't you think. I was a half hour stuck, kicking the hell outta the desk, until I just shut my eyes and pull my hand out (It still hurts).

Scene 5: finnally I start burning the dvds, and while doing so, I went to organize the goddamn newspapers that my boss had left out for me.

Scene 7: I finish my work, my boss comes trought the door with more newspapers. And right now I'm thinking "ohh hell no, I'm not going through the whole newspaper ordeal"

I'M IN DESPERATE NEED OF A DRINK!!!