random revelation.

i was in the dining hall this morning after class, so like right now before this, and i had the funniest revelation.

so in the dining hall, they always have music playing and in the morning, it's ALWAYS in spanish.

and i always know the song playing. and they usually remind me of my mom.

anyway, today's song reminded me of another song.

and then i was like, oh shit. totally the same song.

except one's in english and one's in spanish.

here they are:

that's crazy! bwahahahaha.
and it turns out that shania twain's song came first (1997) and then rogelio martinez's did (2004).
and yes i checked the dates because i am THAT interested.
anyway, that's my morning revelation and i hope you enjoyed that...
even though you don't all know spanish.
lolzbai.

potpourri blog.

this is going to be kind of long because i have a lot of ideas for some reason, k.

so i've been on a banana binge these last few days for some reason. it's really weird. since sunday i've had like six bananas. including the one i'm eating right now. hahaha. nomnom. then i wondered if it had to do with the fact i want a banana tattoo, but i haven't been thinking of that lately. i just got the sudden urge to eat a banana and they've been so good that i keep eating them. i told carrie and she said that something's wrong with me. she's on acid though so whatever. and the best part is eating this banana with a coke from mexico. in a glass bottle. that i had to open with a knife. mmmmmmm platasi. you get it!?! only mayra and derek will really get it. anyway next subject...i rediscovered my love for art/museums yesterday because i was looking at random ass shit online and somehow ended up being sad that i haven't been to my dad's work in...forever. i was seriously against that place for the longest time cuz i've been there like a million fucking times. but now i wanna go. so spring break? we're going. and by we i mean everyone. i don't care actually. as long as i go i'll be happy. it's like i'm retarded for having a dad who works at the getty museum and i don't wanna go. :| and you know it's not like it's the same thing everytime. i feel like i need to dedicate myself into going more often and just sit there and stare at something. i should go on acid! that would be insane actually so nevermind. i haven't even been to the getty villa! and that disappoints me now. i just never wanted to go with my family cuz they're so boring sometimes. not you mayra, you're cool. the point is, it's something that i've appreciated for a longlong time. and it's not only because my dad has worked there for ten damn years. it's because it's the first really interesting thing i learned in elementary.which leads me to my next subject, GATE. i bonded with samantha via text for a little bit over this. GATE was this kick ass program i started in third grade and kept doing until ninth grade. actually i still did it ninth grade. anyway, it was the Gifted And Talented Education program. and basically all the kids with brain power got to leave school in the middle of the day and go to another school and learn about random ass relevant to life shit. like one year it was all art where we learned about monet and renoir and van gogh and degas and kahlo. and learning about space and color and strokes and canvas. and one year it was all architecture about buildings and bridges. and one year it was all crime solving. it was so cool! and i fucking loved going to it. during winter break i was looking through all my old papers in a filing cabinet my dad has, and i found a bunch of GATE folders. everything we did was so creative and shit that it made me sad i don't do things like that now. we got to play with flubber stuff once. actually it was oobleck. from dr. seuss. you know? that green stuff and it's all sticky and crazy. anyway, we had to build a spaceship model out of limited certain supplies and it had to be able to land on the oobleck and stay floating for like 30 seconds or something. and my partner was yen! idk how i remembered that right now. anywho, you basically had to figure out that it couldn't be too heavy so it should have lots of parts. and that it had to have flat stand things because a stick would just be swallowed. and that aluminum didn't stick to it as much as paper. it was genius. and ours totallyyyy floated and we passed and we were awesome. and one time we had to build a suspended bridge that would hold hot wheels. the more cars it could hold the better. and one time there was a "murder" and we had to figure out who done it. kinda like clue but not as cheesy. in all, GATE was probably one of the best experiences of my childhood. even though a lot saw me as some lame skinny girl i was still happy to be better than everyone. because i was better than half the student population. i take that back, i still am better.

dreaming.

i tried to find a picture of someone actuallyyy dreaming, but i didn't like any so i gave up and used this one. anyway, i had theeeeeee craziest dream EVAR.

so im sleeping and i heard someone knock, idk if that actually happened or not, so then i didnt open the door or anything i sorta just fell back to sleep and then i heard someone come in and i was like "..." so i opened my eyes a little and i saw someone at the foot of my bed and i started like breathing really heavily and then they started walking like to the side of my bed and standing like by the desk and i was like oh shit wtf. and then they started getting really close to my face, so i like turned and like threw my arm out to hit them and when i did that the person disappeared!

it was really really weird. and moreso because i'm convinced i was awake or something. lucid dreaming? I D K. I D K. I D K. then! i told derek and he questioned me and was like, how can someone disappear crazy. and i said, they're a ghost? and he was like NO. and i said maybe! and no. he shot my idea down. :( and then i told my friend about it, and she was like dude maybe it was a ghost. see! I KNEW IT. and i JUST confirmed with alex that it was totally a ghost. i'm seeing ghosts. in my dorm. anyway, it was crazy and creepy and i don't know what to think of it. that's my story the end!

lurking dance picturez.

best pictures ever.

i love hoodratz too! and you know there's like a billion at dance.

and bwahaha, cutest couple alert.

that's all i have to say about last weeks dance...

idk.

i'm sad because i don't have anything really cool or interesting to blog about today about this weekend. my life is so uninteresting all of a sudden and that sucks because i like being the crazy girl with the cool stories. :[ but not crazy insane. crazy as in um....colorful? i don't know. whatever man. this weekend i realized i still really hate beer but i'd rather drink that than nothing. how sad. i also realized that my life is actually really boring here and all my favorite people are in bolen. how sad. i also realized that when i'm under the influence i get nostalgic and that's happy AND sad. i'm a sad sad girl. but not :'( sad. more like :| sad. lame sad? i don't know...ummmmmmmmm. my hair is long? fuck this blog. i sound retarded today. i am so done.

the only thing good about this post is that picture. i'm so disappointed in my blogging abilities today.