I'm glad we are dog sitting this week...

cause my mom has something else to yell at other than me.

Like most people...

In situations in which I am very uncomfortable, I drink to make up for it!!!!!!!!!!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH

oh arlington.

I'M BACK. AND I'M BORED.

I'm on break until January 20th. I miss my blog. I miss sharing all the LOLZ and stupid shit in my life that I feel only very few people understand. I miss knowing my grown up friends read this at work.

So... in recent news...

• There was a snow storm of a foot and a half. I played in the snow yesterday with Irma. I almost froze. I came home to a bottle La Finca Malbec and some queso.

• I am growing tired of my mother complaining, so I've decided to switch things up by recording her for my personal LOLZ (and now YOUR personal lolz!) As soon as I figure out how to post audio on blogger, that will be up.
• I'm taking care of Cami's nasty rabbit. My rats are SUCH better pets. SRSLY.
• I found success on Craigslist selling this Longchamp bag that I hate for $60 bucks. I immediately spent it on AVATAR and a plate of Thai Food. GODDAMIT, I AM SO WEAK.

AVATAR WAS GREAT! I remember when I was like 5 years old and Pocahontas came out and I fell in love with Kocoum...

Well... That is how I felt about Jake Sully in his avatar form. It's probably the hair...

Well, it's time for me to sit on my couch, watch crime shows and drink hot chocolate. I have to wake up by 11:30 to make a trip to the Alexandria Whole Foods just for fun!

i'm back

maybe...

where do I start?

the kid at the cyber is looking at porno

And he thinks no one can see him. But I totally can.
JUST SOME PORN AND COCA COLA ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT THE CYBER.

Fútbol and Fernet

what else is there?

So last night I went to my first BOLICHE in Santiago del Estero. About an hour into it (at about 4 a.m. because it did not open until 2 so we had to reroute and go to a bar until 2 30,) I got hardcore nostalgic for BsAs and certain people ... sigh...

So then I made some stupid decisions (of course, I am a PAREDES,) and ended up spending the first half of the day (so until 4 p.m.) trying not to puke my guts out.

BUT THEN Pablo, our super cute, nice, local friend who stayed out until 8 a.m. and then woke up like 5 hours later to ref a soccer game invited us to go watch. So we went to a field and sat next to a bunch of dudes who were watching this game, listening to music, and drinking fernet. Basically, it was my dream come true and none of them were even remotely sexy (okay LIE one of the was super hot and knew 2 words in Guarani... nde rakore and yaja (spelling?) Shit I am at a cafe and have one minute.

DEJAREEEE MII CASSAAA POR TIIII DEJARREEE MI BARRRIOOO Y ME IREEE LEJOS DE AQUIIi

My Next Tattoo

LB, La Boca, on my hand. Too hXc? Okay fine, maybe on my neck? Or somewhere a little less... visible? No. I like it on my hand. Once I have a "career," I'm going to get stupid tattoos that I cannot get in trouble for. (YOU KNOW, ONCE "I'M THE BOSS.") Yeah right.

Why am I blogging about this shit when I'm in a completely different place and should be blogging about that? Oh, those are my new shoes in the background, aren't they CUTE?

So in this town, everybody sleep during ciesta. Leaving me with nothing to do for 4 hours of the day but watch tv and eat ice cream. I've made a total of... 2 friends in this town. TWO. Both of which were technically introduced to me so I didn't do any of the socializing work myself. That's not me, y'all. THAT'S NOT ME! I MUST MAKE FRIENDS ON MY OWN. But, the two people are really cool! Mariam and Pablo. We're all ~going out~ this Saturday. Preferably to one of the "boliches" with people that have "pocos recursos" because we all know those people party harder, better, and longer. YEAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

In other news, I'm not around enough boys. Eric doesn't really count as a boy. Pablo was refreshing because he like... opened doors, walked behind us, walked us to find a pee pee room, made sure we were all taken care of. ~oh pablo~

oh, my list of THINGS I HAVE LEARNED IN ARGENTINA
- I have the same interests as most 16 year old boys (and I dress like one too.)
- TXT FLRTing is INTRN'L
- I LIKE BEING A VEGAN and I HATE DAIRY. Also, I MISS THAI FOOD.
- I like cumbia (soy negrita~)
- Idealists are pretty silly.
- I LOVE YOU PARAGUAY! !!!!!!!AGUANTE ALBIRROJA!!! STILL TOP 3!!!! SOUTH AFRICA 2010!!!!

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I MISS VEGETABLES

and I MISS BUENOS AIRES.  

I even miss THE BUMS in BsAs.  

I miss the MIERDA (puppy shit) all over the streets.  

I miss EL ALMACEN on Balcarce open 24 hours. 

I MISS PARQUE LEZAMA.  

I miss seeing blue and yellow EVERYWHERE.  

I miss seeing the next guy be hotter than the last .  

I miss la casa rosada and plaza de mayo.  

I miss empanadas que queso y cebolla (I can't be a vegan in Argentina.)  

I miss KUUUUMBIA.  

I miss seeing soccer at all times of the day everywhere.  

I miss BOND STREET (obviously.)

I miss my piercer.

I miss the city of the dead.

I miss the ferias and the cute clothes.

I miss the Castro's! 

SHIT I EVEN MISS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL TRANNIES I'VE EVER SEEN (even the crackwhores!)  

I'M SUCH A PUSSY

So tonight I had to say bye to all my grandma, aunts, uncles, cousins, kiddies, etc., and be it the sidra, (a fermented apple drank,) or the fact that I'm PMSing, (yes, I will have my PERIOD in BA, kill me,) or a combination of both, I starting crying like a pussy.  After everyone left, of course.   

LUCKILY, that means I headed straight to my computer to be on the internetz, my SAVEHAVEN, stuffing ALFAJORES in my mouth, (OH YEAH, I'm no longer a vegan... for 2 months...) and I opened an e-mail from Ms. Plotkin with this.

I've been laughing for 30 minutes. LOL, LOL, ROFL.  I'm leaving for Buenos Aires in i6 hours... I'm sad to leave Paraguay, but I can't wait to be surrounded by "KUREPAS..." the "pig skin" that (most) Paraguayans hate so much.

I'm in Paraguay (finally.)

AND BOY DO I HAVE A LOT TO TELL. But not a lot of time and patience.
IN SUMMARY:
My flight to ATL got delayed so the bitches at DELTA sent me to Dulles from National (no, NOT REAGAN, NATIONAL,) on a cab and I caught a direct flight to Sao Paulo. Lucky for me cause I met this awesome guy on the plane.
MIGUEL, he had 3 passports, ~envidia~
PAT, he had a sleeve, it was really well done, and now you need to get one ASAP 'cause they're so hot.
CAMI, lolz, same thing as your flight to Spain...
CHRIS AND CLARE, he's working at the embajada en brazil, y despues en el state department porque so Papi es diplomat.
~envidia~ x 12

OKAY, anyways, then I had to wait in Sao Paulo for 7 hours. I watched 2 soccer games, slept, drank, smoked, played on my 'puter, and took pictures. Then I finally got to Paraguay after meeting the cutest Canadian couple who's coming to Paraguay to visit some Aunts and Uncles who immigrated from Germany in the late 1940s (SURPRISE, SURPRISE.) It's their first time in South America... I was like "Good luck..." (don't get robbed.)

First thing I did was go to a "despedida de soltera" only Paraguay style, so just a bunch of women sitting around giving a bride to be HOUSE CLEANING supplies. I wish I was joking, but I said loudly to the table "now I'm definitely not getting married."

Then today was my Aunt's birthday, so it was family overload with about 45 kids running around. People here really like kids. It's weird. I mean, I like cool ones, but kids to me are like normal people... I still don't feel like googoogagaing over people I don't find interesting. Oh well!

con mi paps

my grandma GETTIN KRAZY!!

A CAMERA!

... finally! what a day... man i'm POOPED.

I just finished my first final...

and the whole time I was thinking

1) I want to smell nail polish remover

2) I want to get violent on one of the homos that I know and am starting to hate a lot

3) I miss my rats, cami better not kill them when I'm abroad.

4) I'm hungry... what time's my next meeting?

WhOa

I was just on this website, http://www.hostaldelaboca.com.ar/eng/eng_servicios.php, looking at rates for B.A. and the website just turned into spanish.  It was crazy.  I thought about it and I was like "wait, was this in English a second ago?" lolz. anyways...

Today was a really good day even though this week over all was/will be pretty shitty.

I have a final at 9 tomorrow that I haven't studies for (lolz.)

The good news is that... I'm done with classes and I'm going to Argentina for 2 months.

The bad news is that I need 1) a rat sitter, 2) more money to go on this navy ship thing that i'm kinda of not sure if i want to go on anymore 3) that I still have 5 finals.

FUCK MAN! 

okay but anyways, 

last night I went to the IMP ball... pictures will be posted soon and you'll laugh.  My theme was moulin rouge and i looked like a total puta.  the party was weird, they ran out of fruit early, the music wasn't too great, i saw some guy there from my major and it was awkward, and a lot of the people sucked basically.  SO THEN i went to some blah blah hipster party and met some chic named rina who's from wakefield high school/arlington and we just mad chilled.  

SO TODAY I did nothing until i got up and went to the grocery store... took a nap... went over to eric's and he and betty made dinner while i watched and did nothing... it was green curry with tofu and delicious veggies and rice and then they made bubble tea (WTF right?) Then spoke to one of the contacts in Argentina over the phone and she was really cool.  Basically, it was awesome.   Then I went to Andrew's to study concrete.  That didn't really happen... We had a great convo about the great things that make minority life growing up so great (such as the term "uncle" for your parent's cousins, (actually knowing your parent's cousin,) this ridiculous sense of community and family (and actually knowing your parents love you... lol,) gardens that our grandmas and moms have, great food, great, great food, and so many other things I totally forgot about.   (In response: yeah but they have $.  ... yeah it's like "hey man, i got a ps3" and i'm like ohhhh sick)

okay whatever

GOOD NIGHT!

 

*by the way, i realized that when i talk to people i don't think i know very well (or when i blog) i always say "I" instead of "we" when i do stuff in a group.  I'm just like "today I went to the grocery store" but i never really say with whom i went.  I'm usually with people.  Unless I'm home sleeping (or at times eating.)  I like people.  Okay, end.  

NEWS FLASH

I'm parting my hair in the other direction today. YES, my bangs will go from left to right instead of right to left.  

IT'S A NEW DAY. 

what?

Okay this weekend was a weird combination of really shitty and really chill.  Friday I chilled with some drivers and then went to a party on Elliewood and it was interesting.  

Yesterday was FOXFIELD, so I drove some friends there and I think Tegan's friend was thinking about peeing in my car.  I was like... what?  It was actually pretty fun just driving them there, then going to a lake w/ Clare and friend, getting sunburnt, drinking, etc., then going SHOPPING w/ Laura!  I got a demin jacket for 8 dollars! pictures later maybe. 

Then I passed out... and woke up and was like WTF am I gonna do tonight?  Then Chris came over and we took a walk and met up with Jose.  Then we ended up just chillin all night, it was CHILL!  And then I watched some PLANET EARTH and passed out.  

Now I have a meeting from 12 - 3... and another one at 7:30! YAY SUNDAYS!

Oh, also, my bike is back in action! I missed my green baby!!! Damnit, I'm buying a camera TODAY! (or...tomorrow!)

MY FINGER HURTS

It's infected. Yes, my finger is infected. I don't have a camera, so I can't post pics, but it looks like THIS. It sucks.

In other news, I got a care package from jac with UNDIES and notes. That was exciting because my parents would never send me a "care package." Also, more underwear = putting off laundry...

Also, I'm done with classes next Tuesday! (then finals, kill me)

Right now, I really want to go shopping. I need to buy several items...
1) A DEMIN VEST
2) a dress
3) non-leather (or used) boots.

Wish me luck!

"4/21... The Day After"

TO QUOTE METHOD MAN'S ALBUM. 

...listening to 

"say, featuring lauren hill" at the moment...

SO YESTERDAY,

I had a semester project due, and the presentation for it is tomorrow (KILL ME.)
Then a lovely lady, MARGUERITE, picked up my shift so I could sleep, then wake up and go to another meeting 4 my Argentina trip.  I e-mailed some of the contacts and they all seem like ~GATAS~. I'm so excited, and they're both women which makes me a lot more comfortable for some reason.  First of all, I can't work with an Argentinian man in a leadership position (for many reasons,) and even though they aren't engineers, its just cool to work under the guidance of ~una strong~ mujer. 

Anyways, after the meeting, went to Tegan's and we watched some crap on TV. 

Then I came home and I watched the KRAZIEST thing I've seen all ... month perhaps.

It's called GREEN PORNO. check it out. 

IT'S NOT REAL PORN. CHILL Y'ALL. It's actually really funny! I SWEAR!

DAVE MATTHEWS BAND IN C-VILLE O.M.G.

LET ME PUT MY COUCH ON THE FRONT LAWN AND BLAST DMB AND START UP A GRILL WITH SHITTY MEAT AND DRINK NATTY!!!!!!!!

My Gchat away message of "OMG DAVE MATTHEWS BAND IN CVILLE TODAY" has elicited quite a few replies...

"i love your thinly veiled sarcasm towards DMB"

"are you kidding? i never would have pegged you as a DMB fan... you're being sarcastic right?... maybe?"

"seriously? you like dmb?"

"HAHAHAHAH wat a pooda"

"OH YAY DMB"

I like the kewl black guyz who add "authenticity" to the band...

HAVE A NICE WEEKEND Y'ALL!

MY M&Ms Character

So for a project in Prob/Stat, we make M&M characters... here's me and my partner, David. He doesn't really have a mohawk (I wish.)

David and Stephanie

GO HERE, and make your own! I kind of want to make some of my friends... it's gonna be hilarious.

http://www.m-ms.com/us/becomeanmm/create/

what has gotten me through the day

long live the 90's

THIS WEEKEND WAS TIIIIITE

somehow I ended up with a cigarette burn on my face... but whatever... 

FRIDAY - Cara told me to check out OBL on Friday, so I met up with her in the parking lot and we hung out with a bunch of friends and I'm stoked to live with her next year.  Then I ran over to 14th St. (I don't know how I managed this, but I'm assuming some nice bus drivers gave me a few courtesey stops...) and saw St. God's Hospital.  I was excited, there were tons of people there that I know and like, but I was like MUST GET BACK TO OBL.  Went back, hung out and all of a sudden CHANTEL and MICHAEL K. were outside.  It was awesome.  

Then C. and I got into thangz and hung out with some people in this C-ville band.  We just watched some trippy movie and sat around, and eventually headed back to her place in the rain where I proceeded to eat a peanut butter sandwich and pass out on the couch across from some naked dude who's getting married this week or something.  (I have ... no idea.) 

SATURDAY - King's Dominion.  Awesome, but the weather sucked.  Wish their rides were sicker, but "THE CRYPT" is the SICKEST non-coaster ride EVER... hoooollllyyyy shit.  

After this, I went back to Arlington and hung out with my parents and my rats and cami.  

SUNDAY - EASTER. best day ever.  woke up to my mom screaming "GET UP, GET UP, YOUR AUNT IS HERE GO CHANGE." (I sleep on the couch when I'm home because I like it better than my bed.)  So then I chilled with TEAM PARAGUAY (this includes JACY) + cami + saffi + miguel for like 2 minutes, and we all had a good time.  I ate a lot.  

MONDAY - Dad wakes me up to get inspection.  Told him I had to be at my 1 0'clock class.  He says, OK we'll be done by 10:30.  FALSE. INSPECTION/OIL CHANGE takes a fkn HOUR and I had to pay for new windshield wipers. GODDAMIT.  Missed pretty much all my classes today. 

TOMORROW - supervisor will call me to work at 7 am. kill me. test, lab, responsibilities, vommit. 

 PASSING OUT. GOING TO SLEEP. THIS WEEK IS GONNA BE BRUTAL.  

A Good Week

To be quite honest, I don't remember everything that happened this week. I had 3 tests, which sucked, and barely completed the homework I had due, but somehow I still had a PRETTY GOOD WEEK.

It's weird, I feel like I have no "BFFs" anymore, but I kind of like the position that it puts me in. I hang out with people I feel like hanging out with whenever there's something going on/I feel like it. Ya kno?

Last night I went to see Katie O'Hare (YES KATIE, SHE RULES and her b00bz got my friend through 8th grade math ) and hung out with her friends who all live "on that side" of campus (the white, preppy, "rich") side... but they were all cool as shit and we chilled until they went to bars, then I went over to Jscott's and we all know where it went from there. (madden NFL, Lil Wayne, Nokomis passed out, etc.)

But yeah, today I woke up, went to the water treatment plant (I kind of want to work at a WTP or WWTP,) then went to a class where I remembered my love for MATHEMATICIANS ...

The sub professor was a ZANY AZN who reminded my of Arthur (luv u Arthur,) and I remembered how I really do love people that are exceptionally good at math... 

So then I went back to JScotts and borrow OC (pronounced OCKKKK,) their raging PIT BULL who basically lives in a closet.  So Suzie and I took him to a vineyard to run around and play (and scare the white families who were flying kites and taking pics of their babies to BLOG about later probz.)  He got a C grade at the Vineyard for being a fucker with the leash and getting too hyper (and biting my arm and leaving a massive bruise.)   Then we went to the downtown mall and had some Splendora's Gelato.  He got a B grade at the DT Mall for being well behaved, getting compliments for being so cute (via old couple who then made a face when I said "Oh, he's a pit",) and even whimpering when he saw a pit bitch instead of barking and flipping out (he was trying to get ROMANTICAL.)  

After I got home, I decided to drive a bit, and had a beautiful block 22 while reading GQ.  I'm at "HOPE, we know you've had a million reasons to feel gloomy," ... but here are some reasons not to... THESE are my top 5 (in THEIR order, not mine.)

1) FIVE GUYS IS EXPANDING, with 175 NEW LOCATIONS THIS YEAR.  I'm a VEGAN, and i LOVE FIVE GUYS.  

2) CHRISTIAN BALE AS BATMAN.  And I'll add IMAX movies, and TERMINATOR SALVATION to this one too.

3) RED BULL COCA COLA... haven't tried it, but it's made with real sugar.  And apparently goes well with Jack.

4) Demitri Martin

5) fancy (or "bougie" as I like to call them) potato chips.

and finally ... 

a direct quote from QG... 

6)  "MEDICAL MARIJUANA, NOW DISPENSED FROM VENDING MACHINES IN THE GREAT STATE OF CALIFORNIA"

 ... all in caps... hilarious/awesome/sotrue.

GOD, I LOVE GQ. 

And now... another night of LOLZ/ROFLZ/BRUISES

 

going to a show @ outback... then a party at a driver's house... then who knows what...

and KING'S DOMINION TOMORROW... 

listening to BLACK EYES, KD the whole ride there.

Is there a POST DANCE PARTY DANCE PARTY PARTY?

Cuz you know, that's what I'm into.

Ya, today was nice. My mommy and daddy and ladron and latarian came to visit. We hung, took my mom to Alderman, played with the babies, heard some Paraguay gossip, went to INDIA DAY!, then went to "RECESSION OBSESSION" house party (luved it,) and chilled w/ peeps.
It was Nihal's last night... see u in (arm pit) Jersey. : (

Now I'm home. MY ROOM IS SO CLEAN. LUV U MOMZ. Got lots to do tomorrow... NOCHES

I wish I grew up in Argentina

I think I'm going to make my kids grow up in Argentina.
(unless they're black, in which case... probably not. perhaps brazil would be a better option.)



Last night was interesting. I went to see a love salsa band, and I salsa-ed with some old dude and some short dude and I suck terribly. BUT I can bachata... which is way better anywayzzz. Then I went to speed (the movie) party, hung out with some drivers, and headed over to nihal's to sit around in his basement and listen to his fuckery.

Anyways, MOMMY, DADDY, LADRON, and LATARIAN are coming to visit today, so I must clean my room, hide my vices, etc. etc.

words I looked up on THESAURUS

Interest

Related

Relevant

Paternalistic

Paternal

Beliefs

Work

Contractor

Example

Entail

Design

Proposal

reflect

teach

cultural

paradigms

experience

project

thing

strive

Service

life altering

entity

I just cut my bangz with a razor

UH OH

Today, I skipped my two classes and SLEPT ALL DAY.  It was beautiful.  

And now I'm bored as shit and I really don't want to do work.  As you can see because I'm playing with this SHITEOUS "camera" that I use mainly as a microphone to skype MY MOTHER, MY COUSIN, and BRYAN.  

next post: skying w/ a black person...

(you'll see. get excited.) 

Okay. Time to meet up with Jonathan "Juicy" Lesko and wander around the corner searching for food, booze, and who knows what else. 

Future employers, never read this. 

Oh My God

Did I really just send my mother pictures of the 27 year old I have a crush on?

WTF I HATE YOU SKYPE.

Now that my mom knows how to use skype, I feel like I can just CHAT her... like my other SKYPE/GCHAT FRENDZ.

NO STEPHANIE. NO.

So tonight I talked my amazing friend into going to a show with me.  KARLA G. I LUVV YOU! She was like "I'll go... I mean if I don't like it, I'll just make you leave."  So she got me a JOOSE in exchange for some Camel Lights, and off we went to see LA CRISI and STRENGTH APPROACH, these italian punk bands (~ o sea, HellllooO~,) and I had a lot of fun.  I feel kind of bad because she got hit in the face, but she took it well, so I was like.... Tiiite. 

Anyways, I'm getting a camera A.S.A.P... I can't go on living like this. Alright, I gotta pass out.  Waking up at 7 a.m.!

NOCHES

ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT

I'm not a gossip blogger, and there is only 1 true God of Gossip Blogs (I luv u Michael K.,) BUT I'VE HAD ENOUGH.

If the hot, tranny, meth-faced, mess known as fuggie fug can get a hot piece like josh D., I... I just don't understand.

Okay, you know what, I was looking for pictures to post that sum up this RANT, but I had to just make this collage that I titled "contrast."

But whatever, props to you Fergie. 

In news more relevant to my life, this weekend was really fun.  I really need a camera, damnit.  

Friday I went to see MEN. (I LUV U JD SAMSON.)  I cried cause I missed out on dinner with her/him (sorry, I still don't know which one is appropriate.)  Then Saturday I saw some bands play at "The Laundromat" a.k.a. Nihal's basement, and I met some cool people, saw some good bands (I actually really like St... whatever's Hospital...) and then hung out at Tegan's after with Klucas, Mike Quist, and a purple box.  It was a pretty good weekend, I got lots of rest, and I'm sort of prepared for the next week which will be BRUTAL.  I got 4 tests, a bunch of homework, some shows to go to, and summer finances to figure out.  WOOHOOO

I WILL UPDATE SOON

I just need something more blogworthy than stress eating due to homework and tests.

CRAZY STUFF COMING THIS WEEKEND.

Also, why is my face so greasy? ALWAYS.


ALSO, as of right now, due to an amazing connection with a girl I happen to be LIVING WITH NEXT YEAR (yyeeeaaaah cara,) I might be going to New Caledonia this summer along with several other islands in Oceania. Hopefully this one works out! (por favor virgensita)

MY FRIEND HAS CHOLA EYEBROWS

My dumb friend shaved off his eyebrows (luv u nihal) and let my other friend draw
ELEGANT CHOLA EYEBROWS on him.
enjoy!

"PUNKZ" h8 me

Why is this?

B/c I LOL when lead singers say silly things like "the futility of existence?"
B/c I "hang" with a local P.R. notable for a week then get labeled as a skeez?
B/c I laugh at posers with dorky sneakers?
B/c I'd rather smoke a bowl than drink a 40?
B/c I am obnoxious if intoxicated and make terrible first impressions?
B/c "punkz" make me uncomfortable so I act like a mega-bitch around them?
~quien sabe~
what.do.you.think.
what.is.my.subculture.

just kidding.

THIS WEEKEND WAS INTENSE.

• went to nova, went to jacy and rick's bday, was reminded to stay single, avoid marriage and children, and play rockband for years to come.
• slept through an important conference, bought 4 inch heels, and went back to c-ville
• saw cabbie, miguel, and mike all visiting from out of town. passed out on a lawn. puked at a bus stop. at one point it was MIKE, MIKE, and MIKE, STEPHANIE, and STEPHANIE standing at the stop. UTS forevz! (sort of!)
  
• woke up, wanted to die, went to saigon cafe, ate enough for 5 people, then did homework, and went to a show where everyone hated me but the last band was so good, i didn't care. (and the singer was spanish.)

okay, I have a test tomorrow... bbl

Oh Stephanie...

Why do I do such stupid things?

My academics this year, 

my lovely, lonely, 3rd year in engineering school,

 are going much better than my first two years... 

No surprise there, I spent my first two years "adjusting" to college life, 

aka eating gelato, drinking with my gatos, and going to shows instead of going to class.

But sometimes I wish I had the personal life of a boring, white girl. 

wait...NO I DON'T! But, you know what I mean. 

Anyways, Tuesday I didn't finish all my homework but went to see Nihal's n Larson's bands anyways.  It was kinda trashy, but fun.  Nihal's band with high school kiddies was...ridiculous.  I was chillin' with some bus drivers, and I had a pretty good time.  I want to go into more detail, but I'll just sum it up with NIHAL PUKED IN MY CAR. 

After the show, I was bored and curious so I went downstairs and stumbled upon this "GOTH" dance party... It was actually hilarious.  There were like 15 people there... 

While I don't like to shit on other subcultures, these people were straight up... silly.  They kind of reminded me of those Lord of the Rings losers in middle school and the LARPERS in high school, only all grown up and with nothing to be a part of.  

Some of them had decent style, cause I think goth style CAN be cool, but most of them just dressed like SHIT.  But anyways, I met a nice young man who helped me carry Nihal home.   After nihal puked in my car, I kicked him out on 14th street, then went back to get him after "cooling down." He of course remembers NONE of this. asshole. 

GOTHz

Goths are like boring white girls gone astray.  

Anyways, 

This weekend is going to be a mess, but I'm looking forward.   

Happy St. Patty's Day

Happy Don't You Dare Fucking Pinch Me, You Dweeb day!

While the whites are out drinking beer and doing whatever they do, I'm at a computer lab doing my Prob/Stat homework and my Water Resources HW so I can go to a "punk show" later. But it's not really a punk show, it's just nihal's band and larson's band, some bus drivers.

In other news, I didn't get any of the interships/research positions I applied for... and I just stumbled upon this



which makes me just want to go to Paraguay this summer and chill the whole time.

watch it!

THAT'S HOW PARAGUAYANS TALK!!! <3 <3 <3
I love you paraguay, omg i miss you so hard even tho i h8 on u so much~

Some People Are Straight Up Fucking Delusional

I know people on both sides of the spectrum... the "you belong in a fucking loony bin because you're so delusional" spectrum.

I know people who think they're gonna be the next big thing in music...

fat chance

Ironically, the only people I know that do music and might be hot are the people who don't talk about it and who don't really expect to get much out of it.

I know people who think fucking around in college for several years doesn't matter, and that eventually things will work out.

Get your head out of your ass, folks.  

I'm not trying to support you (unless you're my MariahCareyStyleButtBoy.)

...being at UVA is a privilege.  Having the opportunity to go to school is a privilege.  Srsly.  

That being said, school isn't for everybody.  Find some shit you like, do it, do it well, or... hope to God your mistake/condombreak will support you later in life. 

I know some lovely couples who are so delusion, they're in LTRs that are destined for failure (or atleast LOL-tastrophy.)

I know people who are depressed and don't do shit about it... this one kind of makes me sad.  But if AMY WINEHOUSE can turn things around, there's even hope for them...

I know people who think money will make them happy, but it cannot.  It can however buy my company over thai food...

I don't know where this is going, but I got homework. 

Too busy to blog lately.

peace

Puerto Rico

After a week with no internetz in land of waxed eyebrows and 6 inch heels, I came back to homework, overdue applications (woops,) a towed car, and a parking ticket.

fuck this, take me back to a spanish speaking country.

~la perla~

the ~slums~ of puerto rico, sooo... not ghetto at all

gatuz

chris blank

miguel's enemies

some drunk ass kids (and a hot mamma)

A tree with toys (for dead children I'm assuming?)

san juan

lolz

rum factory, boobies

camila

sum trick

gatito 

miguel, the little boy

the luverz

waterfall, the yunx

mono

"harambay" and frendz. 

The Pearl

sun burn

cemetery 

cemetery pt. II