I´m having a horrible week, but I am slowly making it through it...

I can't tell if I type commas instead of periods and vice-versa.

I took my computer to a technician and he said he had to delete everything in order for my internet to work again, so he did, but instead of installing Windows Vista, he installed a "Windows Vista Style" operating system, which is nothing like the ORIGINAL Vista.

I hate it when people treat me like I'm some sort of idiot who doesn't know shit about computers. The technician's secretary told me that it looked exactly the same and my screen had issues and they had to fix it.

What the fuck??

I had to tell the lady I was not going to let her talk to me like I'm stupid. I know what I had, and I know what I got in return, so she got scared and she admitted she didn't hacve the original Vista, that's why they installed the rip off.

So, everything in my computer looks weird. The screen is blurry and I already tried to fix the resolution but it doesn´t work. Also, everyone looks fat in my computer...

The doctor I had been going to told me I have to go through another surgery in order to get Billy removed (and the stone they left behind). But when she called the specialist he said that they needed to call the "expert" because he wasn't ready to perform another surgery on me. So now I've been trying to find a doctor with enough balls to perform MINOR surgery on me, and take this wire away.

There´s no song of the day, because I´m mad.

Song of the day is Party by Nelly Furtado.

I was supposed to get rid of Billy yesterday, and I ended up without Internet service.

See you in a few days. Whenever I get my Internet back, or get rid of Billy. Whatever happens first.

What is the most valuable lesson your father taught you? Bonus points if you show us your dad.

My dad taught me that....:

1. I should never let people take advantage of me, like they took advantage of him.
2. Stay away from the bad people, and try to be a good person.
3. I could do whatever I want with my body, as long as he didn't notice or as long as he wasn't paying for it... [LOL]
4. Good dad always makes good BBQs.
5. Dad is 1000 times cooler than mom.
6. I can't trust dad when it comes to homework.
7. Drunk daughter is stupid and equals punishment. Drunk dad is funny and equals Nintendo 64 at 3:00 am.
8. He was a good Mariah Carey impersonator [not really but it was funny].

Haha... I looked drunk since I was 3

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Hahaha...

[I posted these pictures before]

I miss you dad :]

Yesterday I went to the doctor to see when they were going to take Billy away from me.

So the doctor, as always, didn't give me a straight answer, and my mom being the hypocrite she is, was being sweet and nice to her when minutes before she was talking trash about her, saying that she's not a "serious" doctor and she was going to talk to her straight to her face telling her what she thinks about this Billy situation.

Long story short, I got mad at my mom for kissing the doctor's ass and being against me while I was talking to her. I also got mad at the doctor because she's being stupid. I told her I didn't care if she had to open to take the rock that's left as long as the takes off this wire. It's going to hurt like hell anyway... right?. So she told me I didn't understand how delicate my condition is, but I want to have it my way it's ok with her, she couldn't care less. Now you guys tell me, is that a SERIOUS answer from a doctor? OF COURSE NOT! she is supposed to care about my condition.

So she concluded I was clinically depressed.

So now my entire family thinks I'm crazy and I need to go to therapy. She gave me a bunch of antidepressants my toilet took as breakfast [thank you very much!] and people talk to me as if I had autism.

Now I know how WH felt when her family went against her.

Anyway. Today we were supposed to celebrate my aunt's birthday here at my house, but they [my aunts] invited another aunt who has stolen shit from us in the past, so my mom told them she didn't want the thief here, and my aunts told my mom that they were not having the party here if she couldn't come. Next thing you know my mom is mad [and they're not even her sisters] So I had to listen to my mom talk shit about them for the entire morning. My mom says that all they do is sit at the table to eat, talk shit about everyone. ISN'T SHE FUCKING DOING THE SAME?. Anyway, there was no party for us because my mom thinks by going with them "we hurt her feelings". Bullshit.

So, here's what I think. Maybe I AM depressed after all, but the way I see it, it's not Billy's fault, it is the fact that they can't don't want to take care of my anymore [personal note to them: nobody asked them to], and their incapability to get along, and forgive/forget about the shit they have put themselves through. But according to them I'm the depressed one because I refuse to get into their shit, and choose a side.

So here's a big shout for all my family members. Everyone included, no exceptions:

When was the last time you were disappointed?

WHEN VOX HUNT DISAPPEARED

Would you rather have one best friend or ten acquaintances? Why?

I WOULD RATHER HAVE VOX HUNT.

Nope, this post is not about Barack Obama.

Yesterday I had the bright idea of going shopping... with Billy. Billy is literally a pain in the right side of my body.

I walked a bit too much and even if I woke up tired as fuck, with abdominal pain, high on painkillers, I believe he'll die soon [Billy]. Next week they might take it out, and this time I feel more confident about the whole procedure, even if I'm going to feel like I'm dying [like it happened a month ago] this time I'm almost sure they're ARE REALLY going to take it out...

I wonder if it is like this with everyone, but now that I'm most of the time in bed, or sitting on the couch with nothing to do, and nobody to talk to I realize that I want to do so many things and I'm not ready to, you know... stop living.
So hopefully, Billy will turn me into a better person, or not. But at least I'll try to be more active and get involved in the things I really want to do.

Anyway,. I'm starting to sound like an old lady.

I'm bored... does anyone know a good joke?

I'm out for sushi bitches.
[this is the kind of posts that deserves a Twitter account but I REFUSE to be a part of that...]

In the meantime...
if I could change my voice for anyone else's voice in this world, it would be Beth Ditto's

It's been a while since the last time I made a post about... well.. random things in life. Lately I've been into my relationship with Billy so much, that I forgot the main reason why I started this blog.

[Was there ever a reason why I started blogging?]

ANYWAY!

I want to share with you some of my dumb moments in life. We all have dumb moments, but most of us are in denial about it. I bet you there was a moment in your life when you felt like an idiot and said to yourself "Oh My God I'm so stupidddd!!!"

Back in the day, when I was in elementary ghetto school, there was a group of girls who were more "developed" than I was. My old elementary school is located in the center of the city [Tijuana], and this part of the city happens to be the oldest part of it. Therefore it's the part with the biggest population, and there's a lot of homeless people, prostitutes, drug dealers, pimps, and all the human trash you can think of, along with the normal people with legal jobs and... kids.

I've never lived in "El Centro" [The Center], before, but my grandma did, that's why I went to that school, because my mom could wait for me at my grandma's while my brain was working.

Back to the developed children.
I was in 6th grade [elementary school in Mexico goes from 1st to 6th grade] and I was an innocent human being. Picture this: chubby girl, with eyeglasses, curly hair, sightly taller than the rest of the girls, and of course a nerd. But I used to hang out with the popular bitches girls. One of them was named Alejandra, and she was the daughter of a stupid woman who let her husband hit her, so Alejandra was traumatized by the violence at home and she was rebel, and a little bit of a chola. Other girl was Karent, who was the daughter or a doctor and was the only girl at school with a boyfriend, she was a little bit of a skater [the skater from the late 90's early 2000, not the ones with skinny jeans and emo haircuts]. And then there was everyone's enemy Melissa.

Melissa was my BFF in 4th grade, and part of 5th grade. Nobody talked to her and we were physically similar [except her head had the shape of an egg, and she had smaller eyes, and a double chin...] ok maybe not, but we were super-good-friends. Melissa spent a lot of days living in my house because she didn't like hers, and I understand it because she used to live in the middle of the scum El Centro can be. She lived in La Zona Roja [The Red Zone], which is the part of the city with the most stripper clubs, bars, prostitution, and all that. Long story short, shile she was living in my house, eating my [good quality] food, breathing my fresh air, and playing with my Barbies, she used to talk shit about me and my familt behind my back. She told everyone at school I lived in a shithole, we ate "poor people's food" [seriously WTF was that?] and I didn't have any toys to play with, plus I was a cochina [pig/dirty person] and my parents hated me. Next thing I knew, I was ignored by all the 5th graders in school. Fuck her.

So the doctor's kid and the beaten child started talking to me, and started having issues with Melissa too.

But why am I talking about this and not about my dumb moments in life?

Well... one day, Karent and Alejandra were having an "adult" discussion with Melissa and they called her a "prostitute". So I, being as innocent as a 12 year old from the 90's can be, asked them what a "prostitute" was. I remember they looked at me, rolled eyes, turned around, took my hand and started walking. I don't think they answered me, and I never asked again. Later that day I found out what a prostitute was and I though "shit... I'm dumb", and when to play with my Barbies. I know it's not as dumb as it seems, but I went to school among with the trash and their kids, and I knew what a prostitute was but I didn't know how they were called... so yeah... I was stupid for being 12, but it's not my fault the younger generations are more corrupted than I could ever be.

A few months later I started going to middle school. My middle school wasn't ghetto at all. It was a small school that was closer to my house and far from El Centro. I started haging out with other girls because Karent lived in the other side of the city, and Ale moved to another state because her mom couldn't stand her husband.
I remember someone having a talk about sex [of course a talk among middle school kids], and someone mentioned the words "Oral Sex". Believe it or not, at age 13 I thought Oral Sex, was normal sex with people talking while they were doing it, so when they were having "normal" sex wouldn't talk. Yes, I was stupid.

And then there was the day when I discovered where almonds come from. I though they came from the inside of the peaches' seeds [have you ever opened a peache's seed and found a little almond-shaped thing in the middle?] and the people who sell almonds would open tons of peaches, and toast the "almond" that was inside the seed. Then someone told me there IS an almond tree/plant that gives single almonds with no peaches. The humilliating part is that I was 14 or 15 when that happened...

And like those stories I have tons of other Paris Hilton dumb moments, but I can't think of any right now.

So, what's your dumb moment in life?

Song of the day is Heavy Cross by The Gossip.

Have a nice weekend.