Thoughts, rants, and the genuine life of me. I identify as a mixed chica; part Latina, part Scandinavian, mostly misunderstood.
It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post. I’ve manged to apply to what feels like a million jobs (hooray for being a new graduate) and had one interview - followed by a rejection letter. I’m sure I’ll find work, but until then it’s hell trying to pay for things I need… like an apartment and food.
Speaking of food, I recently went to a “Mexican” eatery in my town. I use quotes because I live in an area where they think they are cultured and diverse because there is a college here. So the food here is typically less than sub-par.
Anyway, I went to lunch at this place with a friend and realized why else I am the worst Mexican ever. I don’t like beans. Red beans, pinto beans, basically it doesn’t matter. They are icky. On very rare occasions I will eat black beans, but I only tolerate them. It’s a texture thing. Why would I want to put this thing in my mouth that has the flavor of dirt and the consistency of wet sand? No thanks.
Any one else have this problem?
After a small bottle of wine, some pizza, a few episodes of Robot Chicken, and nearly 10hrs of sleep (not including the nap on the couch earlier), I feel better.
Sometimes I just let the silliest things bother me. I am very sassy, but I don’t get pissed easily. But last night’s “I’m moving to another state for some other girl and have been planning this for about 3 weeks, but haven’t had the balls to tell you” REALLY got to me.
But… I’m not gonna rant. I have other things in my life I need to focus on and stupid boy drama can wait. It’s almost another new year and I need to cleanse the drama out before it starts.
Anyone have great ideas for New Year’s resolutions? Perhaps ones that actually work? :)
And what’s a typical “Mexican” resolution? I assume they are pretty much the same as an American one, but I’ve no clue honestly. I wish I knew more about that side of my lineage.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
I find it hilarious that a bot asked me my first question. I had to take some time to think about it, but I’ve figured it out.
My favorite inanimate object would have to be a spoon.
I’m sure there are several others that I dearly love too, but a spoon is a utensil I use everyday. I use to for cooking, eating, & measuring. I’ve used it to sort things (not just food), cut things, make designs in things, and as a launching weapon. Bend them a bit and they make great ladles, dippers, etc. They are very useful in many settings.
I do indeed like my spoons. ;)
How is it that I attract the wrong kind of guy? Always. Without fail I end up getting all twitterpated over some dude who a) doesn’t have a job, b) doesn’t have a car, c) has baby mama drama, or d) some combination of the above with a chance of drama elsewhere.
I DON’T GET IT!
Do I sport a label that says, “Hi. I work in the helping profession. I can fix you” that is just a magnet for guys who aren’t willing to, or aren’t able to, do better in life?
If you’re wondering where this rant comes from, just after my last post I learned that this guy I’ve been kinda-sorta-maybe dating went on a trip to another state. While there he connected with a new girl. And now, about a month later, he has decided to move to that other state to be with this new girl and start over.
Honestly, I love the idea of him starting over, but with a new chica? No. That just bugs me to no end. If there is one way to screw with a girl’s ego and self esteem it is to tell her the following
1) You’re awesome so let’s hang out
2) I’m really busy, but I still want to hang out
3) I miss you. I mean it. Followed by not talking to her for month because you are still too busy
4) I’m moving away because I met someone
5) I still want to talk with you
WTF?! Now I see why you were too busy. And that “I miss you” bullshit. I don’t buy it. Yeah maybe you wanted to tell me everything in person, but why the hell would you tell me that you’re moving VIA TEXT?!
Let’s get real here, kids. I honestly knew dude and I weren’t going to make much of anything relationship wise. I know that I do deserve better than him. However, that was all for me to accept as something between him and I and NOT a 3rd party aka New Lady Friend.
In a strange way I’m glad he’s moving away. It just means he’s not my problem anymore. I do hope he makes it though. He needs something to look forward to in life. Maybe then he’ll stop treating others as inferior and realize he’s not always right.
Happy Christmas to those who choose to celebrate it. No, you don’t have to be Christians to celebrate. To be frank, I celebrate it because that’s how I grew up, not because it’s the “birthday” of a messiah. (Jesus was actually born in the spring/summer from what I’ve found).
For me Christmas is two-fold. It’s a dirty trick brought on the the Church of England to compete with the Pagan traditions around the Winter Solstice in order to “win” more Church membership. And if you’re offended, please note that Christians were also the ones to invade and kill people if they did not convert several times over the course of history. Not all Christians are like the olden ones… I’m just sayin.
Anyway, I choose to celebrate the whole holiday season as a time for reflection, giving to others meaningfully, and for looking at the future. It is a time for giving.
Not giving of the latest tech thing, the hottest toy, or the largest amount of cash or gift cards. It’s a time for giving and not expecting anything in return. Ok expecting a “thank you” isn’t too much to ask. Actually it’s polite and you should expect that. But I don’t expect much more. Not even a “thank you” card.
Actually, how many people write “thank you” cards for Christmas gifts? My family never did, but the family I stayed with over the weekend does. I find that kinda odd. The gift givers are usually right there in front of you so tell them “thank you” then and move on. Now if the gifter isn’t there, call them up or reply with some kind of email or card. Saves time, money, energy, and trees. It’s a rather green way to go.
Overall, I love the holiday season minus the crazy shoppers, over spenders, and ungrateful individuals who have no clue how great they have it.
Yup. I love Christmas. :)
Sometimes I’m the girl and sometimes I’m the cat and just want to revert back to my crazy adolescent days. Oh what a drama filled, simplified life!
It’s round 2 of “I have no clue what to blog about” and I still hate that word. Who’s idea was it anyway to start a tend of shortening words in an attempt to sound cool? I’m gonna guess it’s the same person so thought Brad and Angelina should be converted into “Bradgelina.” You guys know how crappy that sounds? It’s bad enough that when you are married or in a steady, long term relationship people no longer invite you (singular) to events. Instead you (plural) are invited to everything. Not that a significant other should be left out; however… It seems to me that people outside of a relationship lose the singular identity of “you” as time progresses. Whatever.
Anyway, the real reason I got on today is to say that I have such an amazing friend from the world of Twitter. Yep. I’ve been talking with… let’s give the name Techy Guru… for nearly a year now. Crazy how there are some people in the world that make deep impression on you, yet you never actually get to meet them. So I asked TG for some help on getting this blog started. Aaaand… I told the story of why I’m the worst Mexican. To give some back ground info, this kid of of the “non-white” race as well and constantly forgets that I identify as Mexican. TG’s reply to my story?
“That you’re 29 and don’t have six kids makes you the worst Mexican ever.”
I’m going to take that as personal letter of recommendation. :)