Crucifying KaЯmina BuЯana

I’m so happy, I love it! But it’s so fucking big that it really stains, it’s very unconfortable… oh, well…

This is me, and the mess behind me it’s my closet. I’m afraid if I put it a name it will talk to me.

Connection between you and the last person who text messaged you? Some classmate. Do you drop your phone a lot? No. Do you ever get “good morning” texts from anyone? No. Have you ever kissed someone under fireworks? No. Will you be in a relationship next month? I don’t think so. Have you held hands with anybody in the past month? No. Could you go out in public looking like you do now? Yes. What are you doing now? Tumbling, watching Saliron Moon… Do you miss anyone from your past? No. Do you hate anyone ? Yes, two teachers from University. Anyone jealous of you or anything you have? I don’t know. Current mood? Not a very good mood. Is the last person you hugged older than you? Luis Armando (Mandi), moments ago. Do you think you have made anyone happy recently? I don’t think so. Who was the last person(s) you talked to last night before you went to bed? Last night? Nobody. Is there anyone you would do anything for? Yes, my mom, my borther, my best friends… What’s your opinion on weed? I’...

Look! Look! I just found a Rammstein t-shirt in my brother’s closet! Yayyyyy!^^ Okey maybe I didn’t “found” it… I was more looking for something to wear in my brother’s closet since my recent “look crisis”… So, what? I’ve never seen that he wears it, so it’s mine now. I love my new Rosenrot shirt!!!!

I just came back from Friday’s, my mom invited me dinner, yayyyyy! My cousin Samantha had a real hard time choosingwhat to order… we had to wait for her… In the meantime I was ejoying a strawberry-banana shake ^^ (Note: there’s was no alcohol at this Friday’s;they didn’t had the licence to sell it. I was terribly depressed because I could be having a cold mojito… but no, I had a glass of juice instead, A MOTHER FUCKING FRUIT SHAKE). We order potatoe chips with cheddar and bacon as appetizer… that shit was GOOD. I had this… Something called after Jack Daniels: mash potatoes, vegetables, and chiken with a bittersweet sauce^^ I had OREO and ice cream SANDWICHES for dessert!!! I’m still so full of those ice cram sandwiches!!! I was in heaven, HEAVEN…

Hoy fui con mi tía, mi mamá, mi prima y mi primito a comprar los regalos de cumpleaños de mi primita para el miércoles. En la tienda había todo un pasillo lleno de Barbies, de las cuales mi primita se sabía todos los nombres de esas muñecas y más; es decir, hasta de las que no estaban en la tienda. Sin querer filosofar mucho, las cajas de las Barbies tienen una advertencia que no es precisamente: "Esta muñeca no representa el modelo físico ni intlectual a seguir; así que en vez de caer en la anorexia y bulimia, estudia y sé tu misma"; pero no lo es... Antes, recuerdo que cuando salía con mi tía, e incluso con mis primos grandes, nos decían: "Quédate quieto" o "Juega donde te vea" y nosotros lo hacíamos, porque si no, sabíamos que nos esperaba un regaño y que además, no nos iban a comprar nada. Mis dos primitos no hacen esto, ellos se van sin avidar, corren por toda la tienda aunque uno les diga que se quede quietos, hay que salir corriendo detrás de ellos,...

I went out my my mom today. My mother and I are always in bad mood, but today we were both cool, so I went with her to the hair dresser, she (On the black cape) wanted to get her hair done… and I waited outside… this, of course, has its rewards. Then we went for grocery shopping… she even bougth me a strawberry jelly. So, she bougth me this sandals^^ New clothing!!! (two tops and a sweater that I cannot show because it's black and it doesn't quite look good in the pic) And fucking pizza for dinner! This is how I was dressed today… for me it’s a big deal because I NEVER wear another color than black… spetially red, I don’t wanna be mistaken for a chavista sucker. I really like red, and I like that I looked different today^^

Today we got te grade for our tragic radio micro about Liberty of expression that we made last week. I interview a journalist teacher of mine. The assingment was actually about making an opinion interview. I’m glad to say we got a 19/20. It’s amazing since we NEVER rehearsed before recording it and the girls that spoke didn’t had a script ot anything.

Yesterday I went to one of my best friend’s house, Vanessa… and she made me lunch, yayyyy!!! (Yes, Steffani, her sister, was there too.) That’s one of my best friends, Vanessa, cooking for me and talking on the phone to her boyfriend at the same time. Tan bella, me cocinó milanesas de pollo empanizadas con papitas fritas. Amo a esta mujer. Estaban tan buenos que me comí como cuatro milanesas. Luego me hizo una torta... comimos Froot Loops, tenía AÑOS sin comer eso (sí, todo lo que hacemos es comer) y hablamos paja hasta la noche cuando su papá me llevó a mi casa. Estaba TAN cansada, pero fue un día muy lindo... por eso creo que olvidé tomar más fotos.

Que estaba en una tasca/restaurant con mi familia celebrando que ganamos la Fórmula 1. Literalmente… mis tíos eran pilotos y ganaron. Según, estábamos en uno de esos restaurantes en El Paraíso, mi familia estaba decidiendo qué pedir, todos estaban de muy buen humor; pero no sé por qué yo estaba harta de todo. De repente anuncié que iba a irme a otro lugar, y todos, en especial mi tía, se rehusaron a que me fuera, pero igual salí de allí. Yo sólo quería irme, ni siquiera sabía a dónde. Salí corriendo de allí temiendo que me siguieran (tenía unos tacones divinos), no sabía muy dónde estaba, yo sólo caminé rápido. De repente volteé y vi a Fred Durst, con su gorra de los Yankees y todo„ quien me estaba buscando… me imagino que mi familia lo envió por mi. Caminé más rápido para que no me alcanzara. Finalmente me alcanzó, me tomó por un brazo y comenzamos a discutir, comenzé a gritarle y en cuanto pasó u taxi, lo detuve y me monté. Fin.

And it's fucking beautiful.

I’ve been buying alfajores lately at the university. I haven’t eaten them for a while… and now they make me very happy… Ok I have to stop, seriously, I’m gonna be broke if I don’t. So, yesterday I had to attend to one of the classes of the teacher I’m heloing to at the University… it was at 7:00 am, that means I had to wake up at 5:30 am to get ready and not being be late… Along with this, on Mondays I have to get up at the same hour because I have a class of the subject I’ve been failing at that same hour… Thatps why I'been so tired lately, this is torture. My students had to write some news with stadistics on them, they were dricing mad; it was funny. The differences of writting styles between me and the teacher I’ve been assisting are still very obvious. So I’ve decided, even if that kills me (cuz I’ll have to get up on 5:30 am), going to his teorical classes to learn how he teaches journalism. That way I’ll , hopefully, learn his writting style too. Finally I get to see my frie...

De acuerdo, no es traumático… pero me salió en el ojo una gotita de sangre y NO SÉ POR QUÉ… me arde… odiaría que me quedara esa marca ahí por siempre… meh… Esta joyita me la encontré en el salón de clases hoy. Un tipo llamado Ricardo usa mocasines sin medias… él es epítome del glamour… chico, pero tu has visto?! This is the teacher that keeps staring at me while he’s giving us class… today I got to take his picture… I doesn’t matter where I sit. He just walks towards me and looks me like I’m the only one at class… That’s just fucking weird. When I got home, I watched Sex and the city the movie in the living room with my aunts while I had dinner… that was just priceless.