So, my summer break started two weeks ago, and this week has been like hell to me, because there;s nothing to do around here.
In other bad news, I may not be able to go back to school next semester because 'apparently' I didn't finish some 'community service' that I was supposed to do after my 5th semester. Long story short, these bitches [who, by the way, are always late, and never do their job right just because they're in some kind of sindicate and no one can fire them] don't know what happened to my stupid service, according to them I still need 100 hours [they sount the service by hours, and I should have 480 hours in my paper], Long story short, I have to offer lesbian sex to the lady so she can give me my hours and I can go back to school next semester [or buy two backpacks filled with school supplies for the poor children].
So... does anyone of you have any DIY projects? Because I'm really bored, and I don't know what to do, and I probably get fat and blind [even more!] if I stay here all day.
Talking about better news [or at least until I see some results] I went to the doctor yesterday to start a weight control treatment, so I'm on a diet now [there goes my sugar and other bad carbs], anc I can't eat all kinds of junk including fast food, nor seafood [WHY?!?!!?!?! *cries for 15 minutes*], and sugary fruits like mangoes, bananas and grapes.
Anyway, since today was my first day on THE diet, I decided to go out for a walk [because ya'know, I'm feeling
healthy]. But first I decided to go to my friends house to ask her if she wanted to go walk with me. So, I'm putting my workout pants on, and some mascara [yes I know I'm woking out, but I wasn't going to my friend's house looking all fodonga, if you know what I mean]. Well, I'm in the bathroom, looking at the mirrow while I put my mascara on, and spotted a bad smell, like burnt corn, so I thought it was the trash can, and I took the trash out. I go back and I still smell that horrid thing, and I see my cat sitting at the door, I grab him and I notice it's not him. Then I realized my mascara was the thing that had such bad smell, and I ended up with long rotten-taco smelling lashes. Eww. [of couse I took that shit off my eyes].
Well... lately I've been listening to Daft Punk's old songs, and I realized how much I love them. I definitely need to go to one of their concerts before I die. Haha! I like heir song "Technologic" and "Harder, Better, Faster. Stronger". Yesterday I was looking for one of their helmets, I found out they're like $65,000 [not pesos, DOLLARS]. I guess I'll have to get a job, or marry a rich business mogul.
Geez... this post is SOOOO random... I talked about ten different things, and I though I didn't have much to say.
Ok... uhmm Adios!
KARINA
The movie about Edif Piaf's life proves my point that the best idols are the ones that are corrupted, drug addict, co-dependent, troubled, alcoholic and miserable.

I had a great birthday week, and I pretty much spent it with [most of...] the people I like. I do have some complains that I'll let you people know about, so here's my birthday story:
TUESDAY. My aunt decides to celebreate my birthday on tuesday [that's right, 3 days before my REAL birthday] so she prepared this awesome dinner with spinach salad, roast beef, baked potatoes, vegetables, fresh bread and the best chipotle-based gravy in thw whole wide world. She decided to do it that day because that's my mom's day off from work and my uncle doesn't have to deal with the mother of his son [a.k.a your local prostitute] because he works on tuesdays but he gets a two hour break to go to lunch, so he decided to save his time for dinner.
WEDNESDAY. I went to T.G.I Fridays to celebrate my friend Selene's birthday [June 4th] and it was pretty cool and we took the funniest pictures ever, but I may not show them to your people because they're in my friend's camera, not mine.
THURSDAY. So I decided to go to Applebee's, even though the e-mail about the stupid gangbangers scared the shit out of me.
I did have a good time, but not a GREAT time. I'd like tot hink it was because I was [am] sick, but it was probably because the whole thing was lame and I was worried about not dying that night [which could have been pretty convenient because I could have died as a 'teen']. Uhh... my friends are gonna hate me because I've been bitchin' and braggin' about anything lately, but here is the issue, there were some people at the dinner that have seen me on the streets and at school and they haven't even stopped to say hi to me, even when they notice I've been waving my hand to them for the past two minutes. Anyway, two of the people that I really wanted to see, never made it, and I kinda knew that was gonna happen. Oh yeah, I also spend the evening listening to Beyoncé's "Me, Myself and I" [there goes my ego].
FRIDAY. My real birthday was last friday. I went to San Diego with Selene and Nallely [the girl who took the funny pictures outside T.G.I. Fridays] and we practically spend the whole day hopping from one store to another and we ate New York style pizza [so good], I didn't but a lot of stuff as they did but we had a pretty good time. There was a point were one of them got on my nerves but I won't say who because I will have to kill her. We got into some super hipster store and they were playin "Handlebars" by Flobots.
SATURDAY. Today was my last japanese class of the semester. I'm glad to say it is finally over and I hope I don;t have to take the next level with the same teacher again. We were supposed to celebrate me and my friend Ruben's birthday [whose birthday was last Monday] but the old sensei never made it to class and we all left to our houses.
I do have some other things I'd like to brag about but I'll use another post.
KARINA
P.S. Thanx to ShrimpCocktail for putting "Las Mañanitas" in his blog, if you had a MySpace I'd put you in my Top 8.
If you had to write your autobiography in 6 words, what would you write?
Submitted by mitzie.
NEVER GAVE A FUCK, NEVER WILL.
Konnichiwa Minna-san!
Today is my Birthday in Japan, [it is June 6 in Japan already]
Anyway, here's my story:
Today I am supposed to go out with a couple old friends as an early birthday celebration, and it was all good until my friend [Ivan] sent me an e-mail, [that someone else had sent him before] that said that a criminal gang called the 'zetas' is going to attack the city for the next three days. They are supposed to kill all of the young people at the most famous malls and nightclubs, and the 'individual' who wrote the message also recomended the population to avoid going out the 5th, 6th and 7th days of june. Long story short, the city has gone insane, the message made it to the news and I'm about to shit my panties because I really don't know if I want to go out. And the truth is, we are going out for my birthday and I don't even know who's going, but whatever, I have to make a choice now. So I'm either:
a) Putting a diaper on, and going out with them, or...
b) Calling Ivan and tell him I'm not going [to my birthday celebration]
Sometimes I wish I had the courage to tell them all to fuck themselves and leave me alone.
Talking about happier stuff, I do have a song for this post, We Interwined by The Hush Sound.
So, have fun, and don;t forget to say happy birthday tomorrow!
KARINA
So I've drank my weight in liquids and medicines and I don't seem to get better... In fact I've been getting worse...
I've had all kinds of drinks: Milk, juice, Gatorade, Powerade, Pedialyte [?], Sprite, 7Up, Chamomille tea, green tea, black tea, white tea, indian tea, mexican tea, chinese tea, viking tea, african tea, japanese tea [isn't that green tea?], sake, vodka, tequila, scotch, white wine, red wine, water, Dr. Pepper, liquid paper, liquid glue... goshh.... the list could go on and I wouldn't finish... anyways...
I'll go before I die.
