Off to L.A. in less than 12 hours.

See you guys in one or two weeks when the Holidays are over and people go back to their normal mental state.

Happy Holidays! :)

School has been taking over my life, and I feel trashed most of the time, so the little energy I have at the end of the day I use it to crawl to my bed and get some sleep. I'm sorry I've been away from blogging. I will try to come back but I I can't promise much.

A lot has changed. Two years go I started this blog and I thought I had a lot to say to the World, but one day I woke up and I realized I didn't have nothing to say anymore. Or maybe I do, but I just forgot.

I'm pretty sure there's some good memories buried in my brain, that will eventually come out and I will be able to share.

Anyway... I will start a series of posts showing of my favorite songs from all the countries I listen music from.

So my next post will be titled MEXICO.

Yeah...

I think this is my favorite song, ever.

I've had a bad week.

As you may or may not know, I'm into this binational school program and I recently transfered from a mexican university to an american college. College in the U.S. is waaaaaaay more expenssive than the highest rather mexican university (we have the best university in Latin America). So I have to be prepared with good money everytime I need to register for new classes.

Long story short, registration started last Monday and I was told on Friday that I had to register.
As a student in a "special" program, I have to take certain classes. These classes have to be picked by my counselor. So this was my last week and the beginning of this week:

Thrusday.

• I go to the counselor's office and ask to see him. His secretary tells me that I have to make an appointment to talk to him, so I make an appointment for Friday noon.
• I come back home and send him an e-mail, telling him that I need to talk to him about my classes (at this point I didn't know the next week I had to register already). I expect him to return the e-mail on Friday.
  

• I went to the counselor's office, and the secretary tells me she made a mistake and she booked me at the same time another person was supposed to see the counselor. She tells me that the guys may be avaliable on Monday (but he's booked until Friday of the next week), but I should try send him an e-mail.
• Come back home, and he hasn't answered my e-mail.

Sunday
No e-mail

Monday
I go to his office and secretary tells me she's not avaliable until Friday.
Come back home. No e-mail.
I contact the lady in admissions, whose job is not to talk to me, but she helps me contact the dude.
Still, no e-mail.
I call my friends from the same program and they so and make some drama with the secretary so the counselor agrees to see them.
Received e-mail from the ADMISSIONS lady. She said that she would try to help me.

Tuesday
I pick my possible classes (which are five) and register because I can't be wasting time, and the classes may fill in.
Counselor talks to friends in program, and he has the NERVE to ADD another class to the program.
I have to choose my classes all over again.
Can't register online, so I decide to wait until Wednesday.

Wednesday
Today I came here and I registered again for new classes, just to find out that I'm on waitlist for 2 classes, and I may NOT get in, because there is a LOOOOONG waitlist.

So my problem is.
WHY ARE PEOPLE SUCH PENDEJOS?!!?!?
Why do I have to get stressed over THEIR job??
Why didn't the guy reply to my e-mail on time so I wouldn't have to miss registration!?

The reason why I wanted to drop out of college is not because classes are hard. Fuck yeah they can be a pain in the ass, but that's something I can take. But when people don't know how to do their job... that's when I wonder if people in this generation have been raised by a group of Poodles.

So right now I'm so stressed, I'm hoping I can get an add code for the classes I'm missing, and PLUS, I have to get money fast to pay for stupid classes.

I hate my current college. I thought education in Mexico was rotten fish on a piece of dog shit. Now you can imagine how I feel about this American college. Not saying that all colleges are the same but this one... *speechless*

Bye.

I hope you all (who celebrate this) have an awesome night!!!

(Here's my Poupée Girl being festive... :)

Poupee Halloween