7 posts tagged “stupid”
I, somehow, landed in a website where people can adopt Pokemon eggs.
I got a virtual Pokemon egg. His name is Benito, and I could really teach you how to pronounce that, but I don't want to. So just call him "Ben" if you don't speak spanish.
Anyway... you can see my egg on the sidebar.
This is officially the stupidest post I've ever made, but you have to understand that it's hot, boring (I spend most of my time in bed because of surgery), and I've only watched National Geographic Channel and TLC for the past 4 days. I deserve to have a Pokemon egg in my sidebar, and a lame post.
See ya.
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.
My summer started getting busy when my cousin came to Tijuana for a week, and my aunt [one of the bitches who lives here, and who's not my cousin's mom but she loves her as if she was] planned this an entire week of family fun activities we shared. [Do you know how much I love to spend "quality" time with my family?]. Seven days later Hell Week ended, and we had to take my cousin back home in Los Angeles. But when I though my nightmare was over, my aunt decided to bring the other daughter, and this time she didn't planned just a week of activities, but a MONTH of family fun times. I managed to slip out her plans acting like a bitch around everyone. Long story short, I've been aborted from the family for [at least] the rest of the summer, and that makes me feel amazing.
Since I finally got some time of my own to do whatever I want, without having to take my cousins to the ghetto, I started watching TV. I'm not much of a TV person, and if you ask me about my favorite shows, I can probably recall two or three, and then I will tell you that I rather go to PerezHilton.com, and read the latest celebrity gossip there.
And yeah, there are several reasons why I don't watch a lot of TV, and the main one is: I HATE MEXICAN TELEVISION SHOWS. [There, I said it]. It's not that I reject my roots or that sorta shit, it's just that these shows happend to be bad, stupid, they're not original [because they're copies of american shows, which happen to be copies of british shows], and they're hosted by annoying, ignorant people who think they're the shit, just because they all went to the same acting school [in my dreams I'm always about to burn that school]. And, as if that wasn't enough, there is something these people feel proud of: Novelas, that's what an american would call a soap-opera. Countries like Mexico, Venezuela and Colombia, have made of the most succesful novelas in the history of latin-american television. [Where do you think Ugly Betty came from?]. They have been responsible for all the fat that goes to the latin moms' asses when they sit in front of the TV to eat endless meals, while watching their favorite drama queen [who's often a poor girl] trying to conquer the handsome guy's heart [this guy always has a LONG ass name].
So this morning I was feeling lazy, and I turned on the TV to see... uhhmmm anything, [we have cable service, so I don't have to suffer a lot] I was looking throught the channels when I suddenly spotted something that caught my eye: Thalía acting in a novela. For those who don't know Thalía, she's a mexican actress and singer, who's now married to Tommy Mottola [Mariah Carey's ex-husband]. She started her carreer acting in novelas, [just as Salma Hayek, and any other mexican actress you can name] and they were repeating one of her first ones, when she used to be a teenager I guess, called Maria Mercedes.
I have to admit I watched that stuff when I was little. I was like 6 years old I think, and my mom would
record that novela in a VHS tape while I was in school so I could watch it later. I used to think the story was amazing, so it brought me memories when I saw a scene of it while I was looking for a good show. Maria Mercedes is the story of a young girl who has two brothers, a sister, and an alcoholic father. Her mom left the family when she was little because her dad used to hit her, she married an american and after a while she comes back to tell her kids she's alive, and that she wants to win back their love. Maria's sister is a conceited bitch who thinks she deserves the world, and on of her brothers is a thug who's always in trouble. Maria sells lottery tickets for a living, until she meets some creep who becomes her friend, and when he dies he leaves his entire fortune to her, just to take revenge from his family. [Sounds like MY kind of character, huh?]. So this evil bitch [the guy's aunt] makes her son marry Maria, so she can get the fortune back, but the son falls in love with her, the evil aunt ends up selling tickets on the streets,and they live happily everafter. Today I realized the acting is horrible, and that, all the cast should get killed just for making that stupid novela, and taking one daily hour of my life a kid that I could have used to learn piano, ballet, or learn how to juggle.
So, people, novelas are bad, don't watch them.
Instead of watching novelas listen to Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry [I bet you haven't heard that one in a while], but if you;re not feeling that naughty, then you can try Taxi Driver by Gym Class Heroes. Both song are totally different and kind of old, but they're still good songs I think. So, Enjoy!
KARINA
Tomorrow is my cousins' 'confirmación' [I can't translate it] which is some kind of Catholic ritual to confirm your faith in the... uhhh... religion [duh!].
Anyways, I'm not going to the ceremony because:
- The priest [?] wants all the women to wear a veil [?] and grandma-looking clothing, because women are supposed to look like Virgin Mary, and to prevent other people from commiting sins, which is kinda stupid because obviously, I'm not going to church to do the nasty. And it is freaky that a priest is actually thinking about the sins other people can commit.
- My family is a bitch. I asked my aunt if I could borrow her sewing machine.
Karina: Can I borrow your sewing machine for a day? I need to fix some clothes for the girl's party thingy.
Aunt: Aren't you going to but new clothes?
Karina: I can't because I'm broke.
Aunt: Are you broke? or you just don't want to spend your money?
Karina: Can you get me a nice outfit for $10, I don't think so. So, can I borrow it?
Aunt: Do you have any nice clothes besides jeans, sneakers and hoodies?
Karina: I always look awesome.
Aunt: The machine is broken. Sorry.
Karina: [Talking on the inside] Bitch. - I have to go to my japanese class, and obviously, my aducation is more important than any social events that involve spending time with my aunts.
- I only have four[4] japanese classes left, and I'm going to skip one of them because I'll go to Six Flags.Yes, I would ditch my family for a trip to Six Flags.
Anyway, todays I was thinking about my awful middle school experiences. I remember this girl called Nataly [whos middle name was Ixtlanixtli] who used to be my best buddy until hormones bitch slapped her and she ditched me for a guy who dumped her as soon as he met her. Anyway, I remember she wanted curly hair like mine and she got some braids done [because, you know how your hair looks like when the braids are gone] and she ended up with broken tips and straight hair. Sad story. Haven't seen Nataly in a looooong time.
I'm listening to this song called Polly Anne by Agent Sparks. Pretty cool.
Ok, Bye.
KARINA
Hola!
Uhmm... I was listening to Nelly Furtado's first album. I didn't remember how good it was until I found it yesterday around my old things.
The songs I like the most are Scared Of You and Legend
These songs also remind me of my old OMG-I-LOVE-ALICIAKEYS obsession [back in middle school, a.k.a secundaria for my fellow mexican readers]. I remember this girl used to buy those J-14 magazines, Teen Bop, and all of that crap I remember I read too, and she made this N*SYNC fan book. So I used to trade all the N*SYNC articles I had for all the Alicia Keys stuff she had.
And talking about Ms.Keys, does anyone think she sounds tired in her new album? Honestly, the first time I heard No One I thought it was an awesome song but she sounded like she was in pain, like she was trying too hard. Anyway, I love her first album too, specially How Come You Don't Call Me and Troubles.
Now changing subjects, it seems some people [not Voxers] got butthurt because of my FAQ post. People let's get real. I'm not going to take care of each and every single word I type, that's why I don't walk around the world with a "READ MY BLOG AT VOX.COM" sign all over my face. So... if some of you [who know me in real life] think I hurt your feelings by posting stuff such as the dumb [but funny] questions you ask, then, you have issues, or you need to get laid. So get your shit together and stop ignoring me, or tell me you will stop talking to me. I couldn't care less [well I do care but I will get over it]. Or you could also start your own blog so you can hate on me.
Anyway, for all of those who aren't involved in this, have a great uhmmm rest of the week and tell me what you think about people having issues with my stupid post.
Adios!
KARINA
On a very personal note: I found the meaning of my name. It is something like "the loved one" or "the witty one". It is a greek name and it is the same as Carina [yes, with a 'C'].
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.
Today I am felling pretty akward...
I came home 3 days ago and I can't get used to my old life, I feel so fucking lonely, like you have no idea.
While I was in L.A I thought that I wanted to come home, to have some privacy, just to be alone for a while because with big families like mine, having your own space it's not something you see everyday, at least not in my aunt's house. But now that I'm here, I feel so weird, like something's missing.
I've tried to call my friends but, they're always busy, and I'm starting to think that maybe they don't need me anymore. Since we stopped going to school together we don't talk as much as we used to, and we don't go out, they seem to have more fun with strangers than with their old friends, and I have to admit that makes me jealous sometimes [I know I'm being selfish but it's the truth]
Today I woke up feeling stupid, annoyed, tired, sick, useless... I don't know if it is because I have been [really] sick [seriously] or maybe because I'm not necessary to anyone around me... I'm becoming invisible to the world.
Everything around here is boring... the TV, magazines, even the Internet, and I can't really go outside because it's cold, and I don't wanna feel sick [even more and I do] so now you tell me... what should I do?? I don't even have a song for today... So I'll open iTunes and choose a random song...
[3 minutes later]
''Don't Speak'' by No Doubt
I hope you're not feeling like this...
Karina [in a sad mood right now]
