3 posts tagged “party”
Song of the day is Party by Nelly Furtado.
Birthday weekend is officially over, and I'm glad to say even with Billy hanging from the right side of my stomach, I had lots of fun.
So... on Friday this is what I did:
I woke up early and started reading a book about logistics because I had an important test at night. I had been struggling to pass that class, and it turns out my teacher decided to give us all [the entire class] 100/100 points in our last midterm and final exams. I think I passed that class with an average of 80 points [80 is probably equivalent to a B]. Anyway, after that I went to a party my friends from last semester made. It was fun but I left early because I was supposed to go to japanese class on Saturday morning.
Saturday was my birthday. I woke up early and [after listening to my mom sing to "Las Mañanitas con Topo Gigio" <mexican birthday song, over and over again, and cutting a Birthday cake, and popping balloons] I headed to japanese class where I made fun of my teacher for not knowing how to say "burrito". But I didn't do it on purpose. [oh well maybe I did], but it wasn't that bad... and he didn't get [too] mad... I think, he just challenged me to play GO with him and I beat him. Fuck yes, I rock at GO.
After that we [me and Otaku Girl #???, some dude, and some other two girls I barely met] went to a japanese restaurant to celebrate my birthday. I had a the biggest bento ever.... [just thinking about it makes me feel heavy]
After this I went to my mom's office and stayed there until Ivan and Eva [high school friends] picked me up to go home, and then my family and lots of other people [including middle school friends, more high school friends and some other that I don't even know] came into my house to celebrate my birthday. It was weird because the last time I had a Birthday party was probably when I turned 10... or 17... but it was a while ago.
And we cut other TWO Birthday cakes.
So my friend's best friend [Ivan's best friend] invited me to her birthday party and I'm ready to leave.
I'm having trouble getting ready for Olimpia's party.
One. I think I've gained several pounds since I started eating junk [again] last december. So my clothes look different on me than they looked two months ago. So, I was having trouble picking my clothes for tonight.
Two. I stopped caring about the clothing sizes and started looking through all my stuff to choose something to wear. I noticed my wardrobe consist of a gazillion t-shirts [very cool ones, by the way] and a few skinny pants. I have a couple of hoodies and like 5 pairs of Vans. But I couldn't find a nice jacket, sweater, nice shoes [except for flats] and nice dressy pants, or tops.
Three. I decided to call Ivan and ask him what was he going to wear, because these people always look cute and fashionable and I always looks like I'm on crack when I'm hanging out with them. So he tells me I should wear some Vans because it's gonna be cold.
Four. I finally chose a pair of Vans, a hoodie and some pants, because it's not necessary to dress nice this time. I also started starving for beauty [not really, just stopped eating junk food again].
And now that we're talking about weight issues, let me tell you about something that happened to me last night. Something that made me so mad I wanted to kill someone.
My mom is always talking about how my sixteen year old cousin is such a beautiful skinny girl, a cheerleader, and how she's just perfect. I don't really care about that, because we both know my cousin is everything she wanted to be when she was young like her.
You guys know [or if you didn't... now you do] I love japanese food. I'm not obsessed with it I just happen to like it as much as mexican food.
Last night I was downloading some episodes of Kappa Mikey's Dancing Sushi [from Nickelodeon] because I saw
those things on TV and I thought they were cute. I loaded them into my iPod to watch them later. [Here's a pic of it].
My mom came home and I decide to show her the new videos I had in my iPod, because I thought it would be funny for her to watch. So she sees them and she starts talking shit to me. Telling me stuff about the things I eat and how eating all that sushi is gonna make me gain all that weight back. I was like "What the hell?" it's just a freaking cartoon!! I'm not fucking EATING my iPod!! We weren't even talking about food!
I don't know what's her problem with MY body. Honestly, we can't all be bulimic/anorexic like her, or super skinny like my cousin. I can't even remember being skinnier before, which means I have never been skinny. And last thing I remember I wasn't the one buying all those chips and soda, and getting all those big meals and that stuff. It was her!
A few minutes ago, she came back from work and she asked me if I wanted soemthing from [guess where!!??] Carls Jr.!!! OMFG!!! Unbelievable!!! After she practically told me I was obese last night, she asked me if I wanted a BURGER!
I said no, and I told her I was going to live hungry and I was going to throw up everything I eat from now on. She got mad and left.
This reminds me to that song... "Mother Mother" by The Veronicas.
Mom, meet the monster you've created.
Karina
Note: I'm not throwing everything I eat. I just said it to make her mad.
