Teehee

I got sixty-four percent, now that I think about it, that's a pretty good score. Actually that's a great score. nevermind the silly laugh on the top of this page. http://www.amphibious.org/~tracy/rice100.html

Instead let me tell you a story, about a dream I had.
I was on a boat, some sort of yatch. The sea was calm, I felt like having a drink so I saw a baker standing on the roof of the yatch, I yelled at him "can I have a drink?!!!!!" The baker looked like someone I knew, so I didn't think anything when I yelled for a drink. But instead of being nice, the baker looked at me weird and handed me bread. For some reason it made me really mad and I jumped off the boat. But I didnt land on water I landed on a couch, that was filled with water, and when I landed the couch the couch broke and water splashed everywhere, I think it reminded me of that time, when I was little and I used to do stupid things, even thou I knew the outcome was going to be bad. I still get that feeling, where I get all nervous and concentrated, I start perspiring, and when Im done, if it goes well I my body sighs, if it went bad, the blood rushes in my face and I stare blankly at the result.

p.s. that stupid clock! why does it keep changing?!

Familiar is good

So like I said before, it's a good sign if something you enjoy feels familiar, but of course, there's nothing wrong with becoming a pioneer of certain aspects, right?

p.s.
no debi de haber tomado

p.s. smuck, this freaking clock keeps giving the wrong fucking time, gfhsdlksjif

Ni Dios lo quiera

I think nightmares are rare, at least for a person like me that remembers every single dream. But I do have to say, that when they do occur, and I happen to remember them, I wish whole-heartedly that I didn't. ------------- I went to visit Chris at his new house, and we were playing video games, when his mom called that the shrimp were ready. She had battered and fried giant shrimp, and we ran downstairs to eat. I had a cookie in a napkin from earlier that I hadn't finished, so I tried to eat it but I could hardly finish it. Chris offered me a shrimp and I took it, his mom seemed very happy at having finished cooking them, and even thou they smelled delicious I was really full from the cookie and felt sick. We sat in high chairs and watched tv, trash tv was on. The show was sort of like Jerry, but minus the cursing and fighting, it was a collection of freak accidents and reconstructive surgery patients. For some reason my sister was there too, and she stood really close to me, I think she was scared of the show. There were three ladies, one of them was in a wheelchair, her face was very strange looking, it was scary, she had a dark dress on, a brown hat, and her front teeth were missing. The second lady had a flowery dress on, she was black I think, and there was something wrong with her face too but I couldn't tell what, the host asked her if she was comfortable and she said "no, not really, look at me, I have to move so I don't pee all over here." She stood and took hold of the arms of the chair, and moved away from the other lady, then she grabbed something infront of her, it was a foreign appendage but it was attached to her, I think the caption under her name said that it held her bladder and intestines, it was quite disgusting. The third lady was about to speak but I turned away, my sister was looking at me and she seemed younger than what she is today, I put my arm around her and hugged her, "they look like...its like its a.." and she finished my sentence "like a freak show lc"
The light from the windows was very bright, I closed my eyes and found myself in the front seat of a car, next to a boy about sixteen, he had a shaved head and wore fake "bling." I had the feeling of a deja vu, I remembered being in the car, and then crashing at an intersection. We were driving under a highway bridge, and he kept falling asleep. I had to keep waking him up, "Marcus! marcus wake up man!" he would nod and open his eyes while his head was still drooping, and drift back to sleep, I had no idea how someone could drive like that, so I tried putting my head down and just opening my eyes to see if he could even see the road. And then we were at an intersection, I didn't have time to lift my head or brace for impact, all I heard was the impact of the cars, the screeching of tires, the heavy breathing of fear, and the voice in my head that said, "I think that's how one of the ladies ended up in the show"

Whee!

Accent: I would say refined, haha, but Im not sure some people say I have some trace of english in there, others say its nice, others say they like how I talk, especially when I say rock, teehee. But I would definetely say that I do have one when Im under pressure I tend to sound like an immigrant. haha

Booze: Hmm anything other than beer, except the new beer specially made for the world cup, its german and called "GOAAAL!" , I do have to say like a true mexican I enjoy tequila.

Chore I Hate: Cleaning pots.

Dog or Cat: Dog of course! I love dogs, except for pitt bulls and some pug-like dogs. I do confess that I have loved one and only one cat, her name was Polenka, she had white fur, blue eyes, and a gentle disposition. She wasnt a cat but in fact a dog in the body of a cat, she was lovely and Im still overwhelmed with grief when I think of what became of her. I love that cat.

Essential Electronics: computer, it has everything in it.

Favorite Cologne(s): belara by mary kay, maybe carolina herrera I forget the name of it but it smells nice. and my mom's perfume but its for old ladies.

Gold or Silver: Silver

Hometown: Katy, TX

Insomnia: yes, it plagues me from time to time, but its my fault so its all good.

Job Title: administrative assistant, sales clerk

Kids: I was thinking of having one, and preferably a boy. But I wouldnt have two, three would do it, maybe i'll have one and adopt the other two. My thinking is that the first one would be the bomb for us, the second one exciting because he would be adopted, and the third one well, the yougest and the best one because "we" the parents (thats including me and my future husband) would have learned to be good parents by the third one.

Living arrangements: you mean like with a roomie?

Most admirable trait: I dunno, my somewhat victorian way of thinking. it sounds narcissistic to answer this one.

Number of sexual partners: hahaha none yet. haha j/k. zero.

Overnight hospital stays: zero.

Phobias: phalanges of lower extremeties, rape, house break in, doritos

Quote: "shut up" "all things considered, I think I should say yes, ok?" "seriously" There's others but I cant remember

Religion: Roman Catholic

Siblings: a younger sister

Time I wake up: it varies but if I could I wouldn't wake up till one pm or so

Unusual talent or skill: I can read minds, and make most people laugh.

Vegetable I refuse to eat: that white stuff that looks like brocoli

Worst habit: procastination, well Ill be true and say my laziness

X-rays: teeth, chest, spinal cord, head

Yummy foods I make: enchiladas, hot dog sandwhiches with a special spicy sauce, empanadas, breaded chicken, chicken teriyaki, oh oh oh TRES LECHES. thats right, I can make that cake, and its good, im so serious.

Zodiac sign: aries, but I have to say I dont think Im very aries-like.

p.s. Last non-dream related post. I think.
and wow, I sound so plebian.

Can you imagine?!

It was one of those family outings, all four of us were in the car, our suitcases were in the trunk and candy littered the floor. I remember once my sister and I almost ate the a whole big bag of skittles, and mind you this bag of skittles had only the yummy flavors - no ill tasting yellow and green ones, only the red, purple, pink, and light pink ones. The sun was setting, and there was a pleasant humid breeze, the sky was a little pink with a few clouds. We arrived at the hotel, I think we were in some place like san antonio, we were going to unpack, and as always I walked off to see what I could find. I saw my old bike, it was the coolest bike I have ever owned, old-school, blue, with this really cool seat that was white and had a blue, yellow, red, and green stripes in the wider end, the handle was a soft sloping and wide "u", but the best part of it was the break system. You didn't have to push any silly handles, all you had to do was pedal backwards - it always felt so cool to brake for some reason, man that was a cool bike!
But Im digressing, as I said, I saw my old bike and started riding it next to the car doing circles and such, until I dared to go farther and reached a gate, I pushed it open and look what I found! Hills, small hills I suppose, green like the green that comes in the colouring pencils, a light bright green, (the one that I always used to draw grass) and it was like heaven. I felt like the kid I was in the dream, all this open sloping place to myself, so I started pedalling, going faster, up and down the hills, all the way across to this small island of dark green trees, and then towards this open place in a wall. The wall was short, and almost like the colour of sand. I was about to get off my bike when this lion came through the opening of the wall, I was kind of scared but more taken aback, so I started pedaling away from the lion. I dont think the lion wanted to harm me, I think he actually wanted to play chase, so I started to play with the lion. I remember thinking, "my daddy's going to laugh when I tell him," and "dang, my mom isn't going to let me ride bike anymore" and laughing out loud at the thought that if my sister were there, she would probably start screaming. teehee.