The Dreamgirl Weekend

LOL so 2 weeks ago it was my 20th bday. yea i know im a bit late in updating with this news but i really wanted to take a pic of that glorious ballon that roxy gave me and i refused to post without it. The delay though was due to a misplaced camera, again. But luckily my parents exposed the truth of its location to me…basically they stole it out of my room and put it in their room. The day was totally geek-kiddy themed, and I loved it. I got yummy gifts from everyone, and it wasn’t a total disaster as I thought it would be. I mean how could it be, when my mom made her bomb sopes? On my real real b-day mar and kate took me to spaghetti eddies for lunch , but sadly they couldn’t beat a certain someone…a certain someone sang to me happy b-day, embarrassing me when I walked into a certain store, and then gave me a free item lol. Yea that was the highlight of my b-day lol. It’s a tough act to follow. I didn’t do anything special with my family on my bday because preparations were being made for the big Jimenez event taking place that weekend. Queuing dreamgirls weekend…

This weekend I had to wear the ugliest dress ever. It was a hard task to accomplish but boy was it funny! I managed to make the neck up of me look super cute but the rest of me was seriously downhill. When I first put on the dress on Saturday I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and whispered to myself “you’re a dreamgirl” laughed for a bit, and then went to the living room to put on my horrible shoes. As I was doing this celeste was coming to the living room too, and I took the opportunity to share with her my bathroom realization, by getting up from the sofa and standing right in front of her, brusting in song “We’re your dreamgirls” all while doing ridiculous “dreamgirl” gestures. After that it was over, we both kept doing this to one another through out the rest of the day and also did this to our aunts from my moms side of the family when they arrived at the hall to emphasis how retarded we looked. I also kept telling these same aunts that if they said anything along the lines that I looked pretty today I knew that they were lying, because there aint no who can make that dress look gooood unless they be old, and even then they be pushing it. So when I said this they were cracking up, because of course it was nothing but truth. Overall the event was ok, except the hall was extremely small which caused a bit of a problem. But I was so glad my cousins from my moms side came to the party because then I was able to have some fun. And I have proof of this fun! Though idk if I should show a certain someone this particular proof, which pretty much embodies the ugliness and whoreiness that is my dress lol…but I really want to! LOL

hahaha i also know that my model-esque skank pose doesnt help my dress, but honestly hahaha that picture is golden!! Just like my dress lol.

On Sunday i was still pooped, but wasnt pooped enough to go watch the movie forgetting sarah marshall with my bro, uncle, and all my boy cousins from my dads side of la familia. That movie was soooo funny i highly recommend it! That about sums up my weekend, lol wild wasnt it? no not really haha

Skittles Make the World Go Round

This past week was a hard one for me, but the grand finale of it changed all that. All through out Saturday morning I felt terrible and anxious. I was going to exert my body to its limit with Mar by walking as much as we could around the royal oak track, but just couldn’t get myself to do it. So the majority of my day was completely wasted, with me counting the hours left before my family left to a wedding party, where I would be happily left behind to enjoy the peace and quiet that never fills my house. They finally left at around 4:00. But as soon as they left of course things had to happen.

I arranged for Mar to come over and keep each other company and just hangout while both our families were gone. When we were on the phone though, rain started to POUR. Of course I told Mar about it, and then I told Marla that it started to hail. Then as soon as that happened the power went out and thunder and lightning followed. YAY. Time to freak out. I told Mar to hurry up and come but, she told me that her power went out as well and couldn’t get her car out of the garage because of the powerless door. I tried to direct her how to manually open the door, but grew impatient and just told her that I would come over instead, because I seriously didn’t want to be alone; I was freaking out. While I’m driving I notice the traffic lights weren’t working, its still pouring hard, and Marla is already out of her garage when I drive up to her house. I decide that it wouldn’t be a good idea if it were just the 2 of us because our fear would only grow, so I called Kate. Thank god she picked up, and I just blurted it out, could we come over?, and thank god she said yes! We were in business. I helped Mar close her garage door getting soaked by the rain and then we were on our way. Through out the entire ride Mar and I are laughing our heads off, because as we begin driving the rain disappears, the sun is shining through the clouds, and a BRIGHT rainbow has formed in the gray dark sky, as if saying to us “Everything is okay! :D ”. I felt that the storm bitch slapped all the bad moods out of me, because now I am feeling pretty good. Today turned out to be a good day, the best day I have had in a very long time, not to mention needed. I got to feel secure in a house with power and people, I was able to take large amounts of sugar, I was fed bombass lasagna, played with an adorable dog, and showed off my geek brainpower lol, *sigh* today was awesome, Susy is happy again!

What a surprise

Of course I would be slacking off with my blog updates. Haha I’m just no good at keeping any sort of diary or journal. I’m still getting use to my school routine and still haven’t memorized my class times which is pretty bad because again I messed up correcting the available hours on my application during my job interview. I also realized this mistake AFTER the interview…subway intimidates me hahaha, but I think that’s how any first job should make you feel. I hope I get the job, I need the money and I need it to keep the awesome deal I struck with my brother that if I got the job he would help me pay for a puppy! and maintain it in the proper way I always wanted to raise a dog in. The only thing is we have to wait, to see if I even get the job, and for a proper litter of puppies to come along which looks like would happen either in the spring or winter. I think we are going to buy a husky seeing how my brother refuses to buy an English Springer spaniel (which isn’t too bad of a thing seeing how I love both breeds but still lol), and even though he doesn’t like the name biscuit head that’s what the puppy’s name is going to be, I swear! Plus I desperately need a puppy.

When my mom came back from helping my Lita plan for her 50th anniversary, she informed me that all the aunts and nieces are going to be decked out in gold dresses. GOLD, I know it’s the 50th anniversary and all, but come on people! Wearing gold dresses isn’t thrilling me too much nor is the fact that this 50th anniversary is in the same week of my b-day. Its making me feel so discouraged to try to set something up, even though it’s an important day for me because it would be my shoulder anniversary. And I’m so grateful that I can move it as much as I do, with no significant limitations. But I don’t know if I will have a chance to appreciate that day. Everything is still up in the air, which I really hate. And when that happens all I want to do is sleep, my body betrays me and relaxes into any position my body is in ; even as I am sitting down writing this I’m fighting the urge. Maybe I should start taking power naps during the day now that we are losing one hour of sleep, and one hour less of sleep isn’t going to help me stop acting like a total apathetic bitch. But then my behavior could be telling me that the horrible monthly murdering eggs process is on its way. Cross fingers, and hope it doesn’t come too soon.

I Give You William!

The majority of my day was well spent as you can see. I finally finished the little guy who I have named William the Short-Necked Giraffe, William for short though. I didn’t really know that I was going to finish him today because finishing him wasn’t even one of my choices of things I could do today. I thought about reading a book, but as I continued to think about it I just couldn’t get myself to do it. For some reason when I read a book at home I feel like I’m not being productive enough or there is something else that I should be doing or that needs my attention more so than the book, and on this odd day I wanted to be productive And that’s when I noticed unfinished William kept looking at me silently pleading with his little black beady eyes to give him the spots he always wanted to rock. So I gave in (because really who could resist a face like that?) and set up my working station. And TADA! Se magnific!

I don’t know why but whenever I’m alone and in my crafting zone my brain calmly skims through all sorts of ideas, ranging from the end of the world to maybe what super crazy food I would dare to eat. My brain just lets go and it wanders away; today it wandered towards religion. First it started to think about how annoying and chore like I find religion to be, and if it weren’t for my parents forcing it on me all my life would I genuinely like it and practice it. Then it went to the perception of my parents; how one of my parents is more expressive and overbearing all the time when it comes to religion on their kids, and how the other is just as in love with religion as the other one but isn’t as outward about it like the other. This little comment brought me to this question: would a relationship hold or exist if, one partner was extremely religious(following the church and practicing their faith) while the other partner believed in a god but not in the structure of the church or the concept of religion? I’m just curious about this question and trying to figure out on simplest terms, without knowing the personalities of each individual, if this could work out.

Booger Lickin' Good

This V-day I got really teary eyed, but not because I was depressed because I was single. I cried because someone totally ate it when climbing up the movie stairs (sad but hilarious), Kate and I did the most hilarious exchange of candy I have ever experienced (thanks for making it happen Kate!), I kept replaying the person who fell on the stairs (which made it more hilarious), and the movie Definitely, Maybe had some emotional moments that i couldnt stop my eyes from reacting to.

I don’t know. This V-day has been the best V-day ever! Normally my family doesn’t do anything on Valentine’s Day…But this year my mom went all out to the point where she struck a break-your-lent-for-today-deal-but-then-promise-to-give-something-else-up-for-only-a-week (being candy) in order to let me eat these yummy pieces of love:

Yup, my dads famous carrot cake ooohhh yea!

She also made these corny but cute creation:

Yea you looked right, heart shaped beef patties bitches, what now lol!

AND she decorated our dining table all cutesy like for today:

Those were the roses my daddy got my mama for today, arent they puuurrrttyyy?!

But yea my mom pretty much hooked it up for us this year, which im glad because we NEVER really do anything for this holiday EVER. lol i like this change, especially when it involves my parents breaking and becoming weak with their lent promises, muhahahaha Valentine's day is totally the devils day for me now, since it broke my hardcore catholic parents!

LOL.

But yea i had a great din din and had mucho fun with kate, and the movie was sooo cute! Total chick flick! lol after the movie i made this little panda duck thing out of perler beads for kate at her house which i must say came out pretty cute! So yea this day rocked and proved that you dont have to be all romantic today in order to have a fuck-tastic day! lol hope you guys had an awesome V-day too! Like hugs and like kisses okay?! lol

Pics Everyday

Right now im part of both worlds: the happy world and stressed world. 2mm will be the end of my math class, but the only way i can to that is if i take my final, poop. Good thing is that if i get a 66 on my final i still pass the class with a B, but i want an A and therefore need to get a 91 on the final. That means i need to study my butt off and isolate myself from any tempting distractions. But once 2mm comes ill be happy, kind of... cause then its vaaaaaleeeeeentiiiiiines daaaaayyy. im not bitter ok. just need to get that out there, and im not going to go on one of those rants explaining all the reasons why v-day is stupid like many people do. i just think its a stupid unecessary holiday, thats all. It shouldnt be horrible though seeing how im hanging out with Kate, and we always have a good time. But the only reason why i wish i had a valentine is for the sole purpose of using the guy to get these babies. Yea i know im bad, BUT look at them!!!! they are delicious!! I mean wouldnt you want to use a guy too?!! haha other than that my head has been tosing the idea of getting a puppy. Even in my sleep my brain attacks me with this painful desire! Cue dream...

in my dream i was surrounded by all sort of dogs living in one house, a house that belonged to a person who was apparently my friend. But the dogs were special in the sense that they could communicate what they were feeling telepathically. Did i forget to mention that they were all puppies! and i got to pick one! i think i was going to take an english springer pup, but as soon as i was reaching down to get her i woke up. Isnt that just a tease!!! oh well maybe i can ask my mom and dad if they could just give me money for my bday this year so i could save up on my own to buy one.

I could have had one of these in my dream!!!!!




oh well. Someday ill have one, hopefully...*le sigh* so cute!

Hugs Can Be So Influential

Last night was fun. It was pretty much Salvaite and Me, and then Mar and Curly Top doing their own thing. Which worked out pretty nice. Me and Mar however, were surprised to get free din din since Salvaite and Curly Top offered to pay for us. Im just still deciding on Salvaite though, idk. Too many details to write about though, especially when my head feels like shit all this morning. And how im really getting annoyed by the white chruch i go to, since lately at every mass they are asking for money during their lectures that come after the gospel. God its ridiculous! Because then it feels like a requirment to give a damn donnation. I need a job, because i realize with a job equals more freedom to do w/e the hell i want to do, such as stay out passed 10 pm or 12 pm