Well today was a tiring day. I entered college at 6 am today cause my biology lab was at seven…and I had to fucking consecutive tests from 4pm to 5:20pm and from 5:30 pm to 7:30pm. Well that is not the point of the story. 

So I get out tired and with my brain almost cooked from all the thinking, and I see these really old christian looking people serving food…HEAVEN…so I try to cachetear, but find out that it is only for people who are part of a juvenile christian group or some shit of the sort…so all for food, glorious food, I signed and filled the form with my friends Yacira and Ana’s numbers and my obsolete email account. And ahhhhhh!!!(heavenly sound), the food was within my grasp, so I served myself a plate of food, and then this VIEJO comes on telling me, let’s go to the classroom mijo, let’s hear the BUENA PALABRA. WTF seriously was my reaction, but then I said…ya voy, ya voy and ran away from the old religious guy, probably a pedofile, he fitted the bill. So anyway I’m on my way with my glorious food to el tren urbano, and then once I start eating…the fucking food was awful, no wonder it was fucking free…el arroz con gandules, mas bien rice and rocks…iced tea tasted like dirty water…salad was acceptable, but the fucking meat was diarrhea giving so I had to toss it away. So much for my free food…

scallywag:

So today, Marcos and I, were going to the movies. To see Fuera de las Tinieblas, which is a puertorrican film, that’s not that bad. Anyhow, when we were getting out of the car, these Fetuses (Fetus = A High School Kid) started yelling at us!

They yelled “Mira mai no estamos en los ochenta, so ridicula!” Which could translate into: Yo ma’ we ain’t in the 80’s no more, you crazy bitch!

And “Canto e’ negro con plancha!” or You nigga with ironed hair, To Marcos.

So as awesome as we are, we yelled back the following phrases.

OH LOOK AT ME I’M OUT OF THE VAGINA!!!!

FETO MALNACIDO! Deformed fetus!

And they kept yelling some other stuff, but I really didn’t care. In fact, I was happy. These kinds of things do nothing but highten my self-esteem and my love for myself! <3

Q desgraciao ese chamaquito!! Es q mija asi estamos ahora, eso pigmeos se creen Miguelito…Oh plz…and don’t worry you’re wonderfully cool friends of mine, while he can onlu account for knowing la Pa’, la pajilla q se jala toas las noches pq he is hated by everybody, because I’m sure he looked like a booger, the feto malpario ese…Suerte q yo no estaba!!!

I wish I could be Dorian Gray. To have an uncompared beauty, be the most handsome person in the entire world! that is who I wish I could be. Never to age while you watch everyone aging and eventually dying while I stay the same… many people would find that selfish, and while it may be so, that is my wish, for everyone to desire me, everyone wanting to be me, people to be happy that they know me, and people to wish that they could some day meet me.

But there is no portrait… only time going on naturally… and me knowing that it will only be a matter of time, and that in the blink of an eye, one day I’ll realize that my time has come and gone… I’ll just be another normal person who no one will look at because he’s old and decrepit… So in the light that I’ll never be Dorian, I’m studying to become a plastic surgeon, to give time a battle for our, but overall for my youth.