I think this is my favorite song, ever.
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.
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... :)
So... for the ast couple months I've been playing this online RPG called Fiesta.
I met a bunch of nice people, but I hate the fact that somehow this became a personal issue. I mean... most of those people are not going to meet me in real life, so I hate that I became close to some of them even thought I know I might never see them.
I hate Internet drama like this. It keeps me from thinking about my real life, and that's not fair for me or for them. So I think I will quit playing the stupid game.
Anyway here are some screenshots of the game, in case you what to know what I'm talking about.
Today I listened to the stupidest song ever, and since it's been a while since I posted here, I decided to put the BAD song of the day.
Anyway, the artist is caleld "Princess Superstar" and the song is called "Bad Babysitter"
The lyrics suck as much as Eminem's last album. Yes, that much.
I haven't updated this blog for more than a week because I've been busy for school.
Last week I had to write a 10-page paper about the American Revolution, and give two speeches in oral communcation class, one including n explanation about why I liked the powder or little kid's crushed bones in my mandarin orange chicken salad.
Anyway.
If any of you people are in Japan and you're coming back to this side of the World, bring me one of THESE.
I will pray for you, and tell La Virgen de Guadalupe to take care of your family. I will also send you a whole box of "grow your own real Mexican Food" (just add water), and a Christmas card. Or I could also write you a check, to pay you back :]
Have a nice Sunday for me. I'm studying for a Geography test :[
BTW. I was kidding about the crushed bones.
]]>As I spend more time on the internet, I notice that VOX has a lot of sex freaks around.
And I don't think there's nothing wrong with that, it is just that sometimes I wonder if people do it to convice other that they have a real life out there, and they can be hot, sexy and smart while keeping an amusing blog about sexual encounters with more than just blow up dolls. Or maybe they just like the attention, which is alright because I also love the attention [but my intention is not talk to you about my personal life in that level].
But also, to keep readers amused, these sex people make sure they look hot for the public. Because let's face it, looks are important on the internet, and we're all self-councious about it, even when we spend lines of our blogs saying "I don't judge people by their apparance". Even if that statement is true, you know you wouldn't be caught dead looking like La Chimoltrufia. [if you don't speak spanish here's the pronunciation-----> she-mole-true-fee-a].
So sex and looks are important on the internet, if not, you're probably a loser who blogs about Hello Kitty stuff & crafts [you know I'm kidding].
And talking about sex, my mom makes this salsa that makes you want to fuck mexicans.
My neighbor-turned-blogger Franc, gave the link to some page about a Mexican girl band named Cholita! [you won't get the name if you're not mexican...]
So this is for Franc.
That guy's name is "Vaginal Davis".
Enjoy peeps!
I had a rough week.
In the past 5 days I had to read a book, prepare a speech, take 3 exams, deal with the rest of the "regular" homework and act like I was happy doing it.
But it's all over now.
Today my family is celebrating my cousin's 13th birthday, even though her birthday is next Wednesday YAY!!! <---[yes that was sarcasm].
My auntie gets mad about everything because she's old, single and weird looking, so everything else has to be old, lonely and ugly for her so she can be "happy".
My aunties get on my nerves... seriously, I don't to grow up to be like them, and if I could do something to stop being realted to most of these people, I sure would do it. Well maybe not, but there's times when I just want to bitch slap them and let them know I won't use any of their advice because they're losers.
Anyway, I don't want to let my anger ruin this post.
I hope you're having a nice weekend.
Song of the Day is Run This Town by Jay-Z, Rihanna and that douchebag whose name does not deserve to be mentioned in my precious blog [Kanye].
Yes Kanye, you're a douche bag, I don't know who told you you were the Supreme God authority to judge pop art, you don't even make pop music, so what the fuck?
Later Peeps!
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INTEL keeps sponsoring stupid questions and the smart people at VOX keep adding them.
I'll go back to reading the history of "The Americas" while these people discuss how to adapt my cherry ice cream into a Celeron processor.
