Why I'm being hesitant to BLOG...

1.) The whole world knows all my shit. But now I live with a bunch of people who I don't know (and don't trust, and who probably won't like me,) and I don't know if i want them reading my shit. So hopefully by the end of the semester, I won't care and I'll be friends with them, but it's not really lookin too good. I MISS MY GATOS FROM LAST YEAR. uuuuuughhhhh seriously I HATE IT.
2.) my camera's flash broke so all my pictures are sucking
3.) I know juicy personal life gossip would be interesting, but uhh I'm trying to stay away from that cause a.) it's not that juicy at all b.) parties involved would be pissed c.) I'm not trying to get kicked out of my room at the ~casa bolivar~ (cause of my 2 children) and because of my ~~substance abuse problems~~

okay fine. it's not juicy, but it IS interesting.
you know, the way I deal with problems (or choose not to,) the way other people deal with our problems (or choose not to,) the way something can come out of nowhere and just FUCK SHIT UP!!!

I don't want people to judge me, I don't want people to get pissed at me for things that I think/"feel" and I don't want people who barely know me to read this shit and think I'm fucking crazy!
and for all these reasons stated, I haven't really been publicizing.

ON THAT NOTE, FUCK IT! PRIVACY IS SOOOO ANTIQUATED!!! SO HERE GOES!!!!!...

A CERTAIN GATO MADE FUN OF ME FOR HOOKIN UP WITH SOME DUDE A WHILE AGO which is BULLSHIT cause said CERTAIN GATO HAS A REP FOR DOIN THE SAAAAME SHIT!!
then after that bullshit, I went to the FRESH MEAT PARTY which was fab as usual, and ran into a certain NEGRO who tends to shake shit up whenever I see him by you know, making me feel extremely horrible and shit. Then GATO was dicky all next day even tho he knew I ran into said NEGRO and needed ~~comfort~~
WOW I SOUND SO **LATINA** RIGHT NOW I THINK I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF.
so THEEEEEEEEEEEN said gato went to dinner with a gata who's "just an amiga,"(it almost seemed like he wanted to spite me, even though I know that's not true. maybe. right? yeah. he's not a dick like that) but still he should call me after am I right? To be like, dinner with said gata is over, no I am not doing her up the butt, yes I'll make it up to you by hanging out with you tomorrow and being your slave. RIGHT? is that too much to ask??? ANYWAYS
I proceeded to just get high ( YES, GET HIGH, JUDGE ME ) and eat some Christians, and Tegan was like "has he called you? has he called you?" and i'm like uhhh no... should i be pissed?
Anyways, bottom line is, whatever. now I just don't fucking care. and he's making me dinner, and i'm just a fat whore, and food is the way to my heart, so I'm like, whatever. whatever whatever whatever whatever I don't fucking care about anything.

I'm gonna go SHOWER, ORDER MY BOOKS, PLAY WITH MY CHILDREN, GO TO WORK, then go eat some fucking food. and all is back to normal. easy peasy.

I'm sure no one has gotten this far, and if you have, enjoy these pictures of OLYMPICS PARTY.

I look like I have a PEEN! AND ITS BIGGER THAN MIGUEL'S!!

more peen

HO-LYMPIANS

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~gatas~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I NEED A BLOG UPDATE

So this past week has been pretty eventful, sort of.
My birthday happened, which was cool. My auntie and uncle and coca and pacho came over to eat dinner with me and my rents. a few other frendzz joined in on the fun and we had some asado (barbecue) and birthday cake. The amazing ~~NICOLE~~ decorated the vegan cake that i made earlier in the day. Then we watched more olympix and went over to cami's house where we met up with some other peeps. And damian was there. and he's hilarious and drank all my boone's farm cause he's classy.
SO then on thursday I visited an old pal at an assisted living facility and it truly broke my heart and I was all grumpy the rest of the day. I'll talk about that later.
Then I picked up Bernice ~la mas deseada~~ at the airport and we hung and she told me all about her new ~~amor~~ and then we played with my rats. Then I passed out. Oh and Eric came back from France.
Friday was move to c-ville day, so i parked my car RIGHT up at my door, and packed some bags. Me and bernice and my ratties then roadtripped to cville after my mom almost started crying even though it's my third year leaving home... and I'm two hours away.
So then last night I ate some bougie korean food, and learned how to use chopsticks the bougie way (of course, for i am NOT a peasant,) then i watched some olympic soccer which was BULLSHIT! I LOVE ARGENTINA, but nigeria DESERVED the gold medal!! they played Ssoooooooooooooo much better.
So this morning i woke up at 4:40 a.m.... FOUR THIRTY A.M. to hang out with some hicks from parking and transportation. They dropped me off at this bench by Hereford (a dorm) at 5:30, then I just fell asleep 'til some garbage truck came and woke me up at 7. I was there til 12:30 telling new UVA students where to park their fucking cars. It was so pointless. Here are some pics. ENJOY!

My vegan cake in the making. (I wish I was on Ace of Cakes)

My amazing work...

Nicole's amazing work... she put a little rattie on there for me!!!

My vegan birthday cake with dinosaurs, hearts, and poopy colored frosting.

My mommy! and my (stick shift) civic! and my SWEET luggage!

~~happy b'day mudib~~

last night i had a good ol' time at mudib's surprise b'day party. he was really surprised. i wouldn't know cause me and tegan arrived early, ran into keith who said we'd be like "fish out of water" because it was a sausage fest, then decided to go bother brian at work instead. by time we came back, mudib had already been surprised! we proceeded to ~~hang~~ for a bit, then in true muslim kid fashion, mudib and friends had to make it home by curfew (so like 12:30.) as you can see, we had TONS OF FUN! then i came home, ate a whole bunch, and passed out. SURPRISE!!
dear mudib,
HAPPY BDAY LUV YA 4EV~~!! SEE YA LATER WHEN WE WATCH BANANA EXPRESS! or PINEAPPLE EXPRESS!! or whatever the fuck it's called!
time to study for my final! peace