Tuesday, December 13, 2011

I like my finals cold.

So I have been a hermit for a few weeks now. It has been a blast. But thankfully I will be done with all my finals by Thursday. Then Pah-Tay! haha

So you might be wondering why I like my finals cold, and the answer is....

I LOVE cold weather. But I definitily don't like finals. So the cold makes them berable.

In the last few weeks I been studying at odd hours all throughout the day and drinking hot chocolate. Love it.  The fact that I have to wear my big coat on my way to the library with a steaming cup of hot chocolate in my hand is heaven. <3

So although Finals suck the fact that it has been cold enough making it socially acceptable to drink hot chocolate whenever you want has made all those countless of hours memorizing and reviewing bearable.

So give it up for Cold Finals!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

College Dislikes.

So as you may or may not know I am a college student. In college I am your average procrastinator, stressed over everything, has panic attacks, and better get all A's type of student. So I am a pretty normal college student.

Since we are fast approaching December it means enrolling for Spring Semester classes is upon us. Which totally sucks!!

I don't understand how classes get filled up before the opening day of enrollment! How can  there be that many students with priority registration?

I have a friend who is in the "Honors College" and she says they get priority registration along with the seniors and so on. But I don't see how just Honor College students and seniors can fill up that many classes BEFORE the enrollment date even starts. Which totally sucks.

But what really rattles my chain is the fact that the only ones that fill up are the REQUIRED classes. The ones you have to take in order to take any of the other classes.

The fact that only the prerequisite classes are the ones that fill is just so maddening!

It's true that I am a procrastinator but on certain things I am the exact opposite. I had my classes all selected and ready to go in my shopping cart for over a week! and then when I finally get to register for them I go online and half of them are now closed because they are full.


Another thing, schools really need to offer more classes for the required/prerequisite classes. One of the classes which are now full they only offer one other time, and it's on a SATURDAY. There goes my social life. Great.

And last but not least. I am considering taking an Art class next semester. I've never taken an art class in my life mostly because I am afraid they are going to say I suck at drawing and should jump off a bridge.

Plus I like to draw for fun, I am afraid once I am forced to do it I won't be able to draw and I will discover I am not creative or talented. Which would really suck, since I feel my doodles are a part of me.

But nevertheless I am actually going to try it next semester. Wish me luck!

Side note: Still pretty flippin' upset about the classes though. F! Oh, and Have a Great Day!

Monday, October 17, 2011

This is me. Enjoy.

Life is too full of uncertainties. 
Just be the best you can be, and remember everything that goes around comes right back around.
So if your so high and mighty right now beating me up, just wait till it is your turn.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Migraine Numero Dos.


So last night I had my second migraine ever.

Felt kind of like this...
Yes I know, Classy. I was going to go into greater detail and have blood coming out my eye and splattering everywhere.. but I wanted to keep it classy.

If I had to describe how bad the pain was I would say it was like getting your  eye eaten, squished, poked with a needle, cheese grated, and slapped with a porcupine all at the same time.

So far I've only had two migraines my whole life. Before I started getting migraines I had killer headaches which was just my whole head feeling like it was going to explode.

But yes, ever since my first migraine I have grown cautious on the amount of pain pills I take. I don't want to get to the point where taking 2 pain pills wont do anything for me and have to go for something stronger.

The End.

Saturday, October 1, 2011


Dear September,

You sucked this year, and apparently sucked just as bad when I was seven and living in Mexico.

Thank You,
19 year old me. 


Monday, August 29, 2011


I would date you so hard, then marry the shit out of you.Then raise the fuck out of our kids.And give you all the motherfucking love and support you'd ever fucking need.And pay the hell out of that fucking mortgage.And then when the gutters are clogged i'll get up that fucking ladder and clean that shit up while you stand by the kitchen window comically judging my work.And then we can vacuum the fuck out of our carpet so hard that we'll have to get a new one.We'll wash our clothes so goddamn fucking hard. Forget no rinse, we'll use high fucking speed.Buy a fucking minivan to stuff our beautiful fucking babies into it and drive the fuck out of it.Then we con go some fucking parent-teacher meetings and meet the fuck out of our kid's teacher. Then judge the shit out of her in the car.And we can then pile all the children in the fucking minivan and go to the store and shop for groceries so hard that we actually have to make more than two trips to get all that shit inside the house.And then cook the fuck out of our kitchen until we have no food left and we feast on that shirt for fucking days.I will eat the fuck out of your homemade cookies.Then wash the shit out on the dishes together until our entire hands get fucking pruney.We'll watch our kids fucking graduate and mother fucking tear up like the badass bosses we fucking are.We will grow so damn old together, we will look like fucking raisins.I will fucking tell you every single second how much I fucking love you.Holding each other's fucking hands so hard that we shit ourselves.Until we die and rot as motherfucking corpses together.Til death do us fuckin part.Happily ever fucking after.

Reblogged from Jimena. Originally from mostlydope on tumblr.

Thursday, August 25, 2011


So this summer I didn't get to swim with sharks.
I did however go to the pool.

I didn't even see a monkey. 
I did however draw monkeys and go watch Rise of the Planet of the Apes.

I didn't grow a third arm, or sing on stage with General Larry Platt.
I did however ride in my convertible with my friend top down and singing our hearts out. 

I would like to think I am a classy Diva.
Example driving around town in a convertible top down wearing shades and a scarf. 
Also having a tea party. 

I did in a way travel the world. 

I didn't talk in third person for a day. 
Although I am sure people talked about me and my awesomeness while wearing my "If you can read this my invisibility cloak isn't working" hand made button to the Harry Potter midnight showing.

I did start a business with a friend but it kinda went down in flames. 
At least we tried.  

I actually became a chocoholic this summer so eating one chocolate coated candy for a day was a fail. 
I also had s'mores for the first time ever. 

I would however like to think I did conquer this summer, and that conquering the world is not far off.

Saturday, August 6, 2011


So today was a kinda good got kinda crappy was all retarded kinda got better then kinda didn't and then kinda was and then I am tired and don't really know where I am going with this type day.
But overall it was o.k.

I did find something pretty interesting at the store though. It lifted my spirits.
I was in the bottled water section when it happened

I was casually walking along thinking about how I should really stop wearing converse because I am afraid I will end up with flat feet and will never be able to wear high heels, not like I like them either way but still, when something caught my eye.

It was a bottle water like no other.. It's curves, its presence, its contents, gleaming at me from it's little place on the shelf, so I reached for it.

This is when I met Eternal water from New Zealand.

I am not ashamed to say I bought it just because I liked the shape of the bottle, and it's design. I wouldn't even have cared if it was from New Zealand or not, the bottle shape was more than enough.

And yes I might have marbled at the bottle for a good 3 minutes before moving on, but I liked it.

I then continued to place said bottle in my cart and kept walking when I met my second friend of the day.

It's name is NEURO BLISS

As you can see it:

  • Helps reduce stress
  • Enhances Mood
  • Supports memory
  • Promotes a positive outlook
Woo let's find blissful state in the middle of the day! 

So yes finding this bottle of "water" got my feathers all ruffled and I was all high spirits. To find one that said it would get me in a blissful positive outlook state, that was great, I could have really used some at the time. 

But then I started thinking. Is this even water? I then read the ingredients and being not able to even sound them out I put down the drink. 

Sure it looked cool and made beautiful promises, but given the fact that my spider sense were tingling I had to say no.

I then went to the check out line and paid for my Eternal. I am now home and have not yet finished drinking my Eternal, I am savoring each and every moment.  I don't think I will ever drink a Neuro but having been introduced to said drink it reminds me of how crazy the world and the people in it are, which brings a smile to my face. 

How is it that there are people that come up with these things? It's both absurd, disturbing, amazing, and exciting! I wonder if a drink will ever replace a person....that would be interesting. 

I can see the bottle now..
We offer:   The Dad, The Boyfriend,  The Mom, The Girlfriend. 
And Many MORE!!
Just one drink and you will experience all of the partnership, back talk, misunderstoodness, punishments, and fatherly/motherly council you could want! 

So to sum it all  up, today was a pretty random/boring day.

Sunday, July 24, 2011


       So I am not the healthiest person in the world. Actually I am not really healthy at all.
If you are on a metro and you see the guy in the back eating a sandwich with mayo at the corner of his mouth, with fries on his lap, and a drink between his legs thats me.. only in a girl version.
       This week started off on the healthy side of things with a 2 mile run with one of my friends. For me, a person whose morning work out consistes of rolling over to the other side of the bed, its pretty hard core.
       But yes let me tell you what happened today. I woke up early had to go do some errands and got about 10 minutes late to the gym to meet with some friends to run. I get to the gym 1. self conscious because I am wearing shorts 2. hungry because I haven't had breakfast But thats ok.
       We then stretch. Or more like they stretch like flippin oplympic medalists while I stand by drinking my water like my life depended on it. After the stretching we are ready to roll!
       We all line up next to each other on the track and start running. Actually I think jogging would be a better word to describe it, so we start jogging. This being my second day I am kinda getting the hang of jogging, my other friend however (the Olympian stretcher) has been doing this for a while now so she doesn't really feel pain anymore, and my other friend who was with us for the first time was actually a pro at it, he had natural talent. So naturally I am the odd man out.
       So then I start to focus to "control" my breathing. Inhale two, Exhale two, Inhale two, Exhale two. I say this like a mantra, over and over in my head as we are jogging around the track. It was pretty sweet. After a while I felt like I could keep going forever and ever..
          But then I just have to open my mouth, crack some joke and be off balance all over again.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Swimming with Sharks 101

After some hard core researching I've narrowed it down to three main points when swimming with sharks.
1. First and most importantly wear a bathing suit.

You know how one dresses up for a job interview? Well its the same concept. You need to show the sharks you are their on business no dilly dallying allowed.

So my advice to you is do not wear that Itsy bitsy teenie weenie Red polka dot bikini. It will just look like you are covered in blood and screaming dessert! Actually you wont really be completely covered in blood since it is a teenie weenie bikini, but you will look very yummy in the red. Wear something a little more professional. Like a itsy bitsy teenie weenie Black polka dot bikini.

Which brings me to my next point.
2. Do NOT bleed.
You cant be a wimp. Swimming with sharks is serious business so you have to be tough.
This will not do.

Swimming with sharks is not for the faint of heart, also for the people that cannot control their bleeding.
Thats right CONTROL your bleeding.
You are swimming with sharks and BAM an anchor falls on top of you and rips your arm off, if you do not control your bleeding you are dead meat. But if you do you are good to go. Just make sure you cover your arm with a environmentally friendly bag like the ones they sale at Walmart and not a plastic bag. We don't want to destroy the environment now do we.

Which bring me to my last point.
3. If all else fails punch the shark in the nose. 
I suggest to get some blue punching gloves that way the shark will not know what hit him.
When you are down there swimming with the sharks and the shark starts to get ideas with you put a stop to it immediately with a sharp blow to the nose. That will put him in his place, and let you swim along in peace.

You just cant show you are afraid of them. You got to stand your ground, be tough.

So in conclusion you got to be properly attired, be able to control your bodily fluids, and have one heck of a right hook.

The End.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Extreme Summer

Promise to do all of these things before summer is over.
One way or another.

Starting: 5-21-2011
Ending: 8-23-2011

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


...and as they hold hands they look into each others eyes and realize this is love. The End.

This has been pretty much my whole week. Romantic comedy after romantic comedy. I think I've watched all romantic comedies Netflix has to offer.. haha

So yesterday I promised my sister I would take her to the movies. So as soon as she got home from school I let her see the times and the movies that were showing so she could pick one. She then picked "Something Borrowed."

Honestly I didn't really want to see another romantic comedy but oh well. What I hadn't realized was that we had less than 20 minutes to get there before the movie started, and when you live in the middle of nowhere that's kinda cutting it close. So we came up with a deal if we get there at the latest 10 minutes late we will watch it, if we get there later we will watch "Fast Five." So we get in the car and drive like the wind! haha not really but still.

We get there about 5 minutes after the movie started so being us we run like maniacs and buy our tickets from the food counter/snack bar thing (yes the ticket booths weren't even open).

So as after we got our ticket we run like maniacs once again to our movie room. When we finally get inside we stop and collect ourselves before doing our "cat walk" to our seat.

Haven't you guys ever felt like every single eye is on you as you look for a seat? Specially when your the loser who gets there late and now is going to screw up all the sitting arrangements. So yes we pulled ourselves together tried to calm down our manic running heart and walked in.

The movie hadn't started yet so that was a win, it was on a movie trailer of Kung Fu Panda 2, pretty exciting stuff. So as we maid the right turn to face all of the spectators and critics of our cat walk BAM! I noticed something. There was no one there. Every single seat was empty. So as soon as my sister realized this you can imagine what happened next, exercise!!

You know how in athletics they make you run up and down bleachers, well thats exactly what we did. We ran up and down the stairs with some pretty awesome karate moves. haha I blame that on the song playing in the kung fu panda movie trailer. haha

But then the movie eventually started and we got to enjoy 1hr and 43 minutes of romance. Overall it was a pretty fun experience.
Although now I am definitely ready to move into some thriller/actions/kung fu movies now. Any suggestions?
The End. <3

Monday, May 16, 2011

Summer Urge.

So what has happened to me since my last post?
The real question is what hasn't happened to me, so ill just stick to the main points.
  • Changed my major
  • Had a pity party
  • Caught up with long lost friends
  • Started finals
  • Had over two weeks in which I did nothing more than breath and study.
  • Took Finals
  • Tried to start my life back up
  • Started Summer
So now my main thing is trying to function like a normal human being without feeling like I should be studying for some major test.

Right after finals I started watching television again and I am not joking when I tell you I was watching a show when I went into my backpack got out my history book and notebook sat down on the table and... realized what I was doing.
I had this physical urge to study something, to prepare for something. It was really weird. I have never experienced this before, but then again its my first year as a college student so I guess its normal..at least normal for me.

So right now I am on my 5th day of summer and I am glad to say the urges to pick up a class book and write notes has died down, a little at least. Now I am re rela relaxing. Relaxing. Relax-ing.
Even though it feels completely wrong.

I think college has traumatized me. But to tell you the truth I like it.
The End.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

My day.

In seven drawings.

So I woke up early today ready to head to school and do some studying, and go to some hard core tutoring when...I had a little mishap.
Officially the most awkward, embrrassing, nasty thing I have EVER done in public.
Wish there was a delete button. Oh well.
So after I got home I pulled myself together and the rest of my day consisted of drinking lots of fluids, sucking on some limon with salt, doing homework, and studying.
So it was a pretty normal day after all.
The End.
Oh and it's not like I want to watch it or anything.. But I am pretty sure I am going to be one of "those" people watching the royal wedding, accidentally of course.
This could lead to my first real all nighter.. fun!
What a way to remember your fist all nighter.

Future conversation: Girl: So have you ever pulled an all nighter?
Me: Actually I have. The first time I did Prince William was getting married..

Now that I think about it I don't think it's such a good idea..
People might think I actually stayed up just to watch it.
This is NOT the case.
I am going to be studying... haha
 The End. End.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Wear Underwear.

My day today so far has consisted of many different things, but the thing that stuck the most so far was the nudity...

I was walking to class minding my own business when this girl and a boy walk in front of me. At first I don't notice but then as they start to get further in front of me I notice something, something I would of preferred never to have seen.

I see my first strangers butt in full walking action. sick.

The girl walking in front of me was wearing a skirt. The skirt wasn't even that short it was probably a dollar bill above the knee which is totally school appropriate. But the fact that her skirt had gotten bunched up by her backpack revealing her butt to the world was gross.

How can you not feel the breeze?? Plus why wear a skirt and no underwear???  That's just sick.

But there she was... just walking around with her guy friend all chitty chatty while I had to walk behind them.

So I debated whether to go talk to her and say her skirt was caught on her backpack. I had finally decided to tell her when they made a different turn and I was finally butt cheek free from my view. So I just kept walking..but then felt kinda guilty, what if something like that ever happened to me? So I turn around and start walking to where we had parted ways when I see that now there is a guy walking behind them.. A guy that looks a little too happy to be walking to class in my opinion.

So I came up with the conclusion that she probably did it on purpose to get some attention. I mean why else wear no underwear under a skirt? Plus I call bs on the fact that she couldn't feel her skirt was all the way up her back.  So let this guy get some "taco de ojo".... some eye food? haha

This will either teach her to wear underwear when going out in public, or that if her guy friend noticed about her butt being displayed for the world to see he didn't care enough to let her know about it.

So girl with the skirt up to your waist, I am sorry for not letting you know. But if you had just worn underwear I might of actually felt sorry for you and let you know you were butt flashing.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011


High School is a piece of cake with whip cream, sprinkles, and a cherry on top. College is a voice that can make you fall asleep, heart of stone, will break every bone in your body and not care, will demand everything you got and then some more, and not care if you can deliver or not. Oh and it eats babies too.Well at least it feels like that to me. I suppose my opinion would be different if I was studying something that I actually was....good at? liked? was interested in? Honestly I don’t know, that is kind of what I have to figure out. 
I am going to design buildings for a living. YAY! ..
I like the idea of designing, but I think that is the only thing that gets me excited.

All I have to do is go to school for four years, study, not have a nervous break down, and pray that when I finally see my first design come to life its not condemned.

I should take a year off. Go find myself somewhere in Brazil, India, or Iceland. Or just leave and sit in the middle of the ocean on a beach and figure out once and for all what to do.
But that is obviously not an option. Would be pretty sweet though. Just taking a year and having your hardest decision of the day be what your going to have for lunch.

Failed attempt at drawing myself frustrated. haha

College in one word for me. Frustration. I imagine it would not be as frustrating if I knew what to do with my life.  

 So now I am at a cross road.
Either take a path that has many uncertainties and I might actually enjoy, or one that is full of challenges and a condemned design or not.

Final note.
College. Please don't eat me and spit me back out  bruised, limping, and with my hopes and dreams ripped to shreds. Thanks.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Here I am.

So here I am. Sitting. While my to-do lists just keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger. Yet I am here, just sitting, looking out a window, breathing. So since it’s pretty clear I am trying to avoid tackling that monster of a to-do list I created a blog, since obviously this will solve all my problems. ha.

But honestly I have wanted to create a blog for a while now, just never got the nerve. But now look at me writing my first post, I feel cool.

This is all very random. When I first got the idea of creating a blog I was like "It has to be creative, it has to be catchy, it has to be awesome." So of course the first thing I tried to come up with was a name. Who cares about what you’re going to talk about right? The name is what breaks it or makes it.

So searched searched searched and came up with names like: accidentally accidental, unexpectedly expected and so on and so forth. I even went as far as to use the thesaurus to come up with more "clever" little tittles. 
But as you can see I was going for the whole "I'm not even trying" kind of feel, just in case I ever made it big it would look like it was no big deal, just an accidental glory. ha. 

So since I spent all my time coming up with a name I was so excited when I had finally narrowed it down to about three so I searched to see if someone was using them, and yup every single one was taken. Fail.
Which then just killed my dreams, and I went to go do some homework.

This leads to me creating this blog. The most uneventful day of my life, a day in which I am wearing shorts, sneakers, and a t-shirt. But to my surprise it didn't stay uneventful.   

Around 4:00pm I was walking to my car feeling defeated just waiting to see the little citation envelope on the windshield wiper of my car. I had come to the conclusion earlier in the day that I had parked without a permit there. When BAM, I get to my car and there is nothing there. That was pretty exciting considering it would have been my third one, so I may or may not have had a little victory dance in the middle of the parking lot. It just depends on who you ask.. 

The End.