Quick question

This morning I was listening to music while getting ready for work and this song "you'll think of me" by Keith Urban came out and if you've never heard this song before I'm guessing you can inferr what it is about from the title, its about being dumped by someone for absolutely no reason- no good reason that is- and then telling that person that they'll have the worst time ever and at that very moment when they're feeling like shit they'll think about how good they were doing with you and hope to be with you again.

Can I point out the obvious here? It is what everyone who's ever been dumped before wants: to run into an ex -that you're 100% sure you will never ever ever get back together with- and have them tell you they love you and can't get over you.

Of course that has never ever ever happened to me.Wouldn't dream of it being any other way.

Now my questions is:

why is it that people keep screwing up all around me and everything goes great for them while I'm here listening to this stupid song in the morning and can't even put on my eyeliner without smudgin it all over my eyelid?! 

I certainly do NOT feel like a cover girl... Anyways that's it. I was just thinking about that and decided it was worth sharing with the world. And yes, I realize that there are much worse things than tis... I'll shut up now...

I hate you world

Ok so, PMS is a bitch. I've come to the conclusion that PMS is definitely a man, it's annoying, has the habit of showing up when you least need it and well I hate it.

I have been going through a rough couple of days and it seems to me as though precisely these couple of days things have gotten more complicated and it has everything to do with stupid PMS. "what can be so terrible about PMS that girls have to get so annoying about it every single month?" that's the question on every single man's mind.  Well why don't you let me paint you a picture. A bloody, painful and scary picture.

Imagine this: you wake up in the morning completely drained of all energy, three cups of coffee are unable to wake you up, costumers and your boss are more annoying than usual, your clothes that seemed fine a couple days ago don't seem to fit anymore and you just took half an hour to type this stupid paragraph because you kept typing in the wrong letters... I hate you, keyboard.

In all seriousness, PMS truly IS a horrible thing to go through every month especially when it happens to coincide with that one time of year that you realize you're not doing anything that seems useful with your life, you're lonely and you're out of chips... I have a tendency to be very, very dramatic and I don't know if that has anything to do with PMS being particularly harder on me or if it's just other people that don't let it show so much. I get all kinds of things happen to me in the days prior to my period paying its monthly (not so right on time) visit. I get cramps, I break out, I bloat, my gums swell, I get too sensitive and a series of other things that I'm unable to think of for now (for instance loss of memory).

Is there a point to this post? Yes, my point is leave me the heck alone when I'm pissed because I'm probably PMSing, be kind to me if I'm down because I'm probably PMSing, above all things don't be an asshole and please oh please get me some chocolate!!!

Respect your woman, mother, girlfriend, sister, friend or roommate's PMS and stay away for as long as possible. If you're a woman you know what I'm talking about so please, be kind and understanding. Us girls have to stand up for each other and understand each other in our time of need.

That's all for today,
Thanks.

RANDOM!

Funny enough I ran into this tweet this afternoon after posting my wrant about being alone:

From the google facts- The longer an individual is single, the more they begin to think that something is wrong with them.

Any thoughts?

LOL

What to do?

Have you guys ever felt like you're stuck in a clusterfuck?

Sometimes I feel like everyone around me is deliberately trying to hurt me or do things that will somehow affect me.

Lately I've been feeling lost. I used to think I had it all figured out and that I was on a fast track to succes in all aspects of my life. There was a time when I thought I was living the life I was meant to and that everything was falling into place. Now I can't help but to feel as though things are just falling appart.

Maybe I've been having a crappy day or maybe I need to adjust my mind and life. It seems to me as if I'm trying to fit squares into circles. What should I do?

Am I right to think this all is not fair or should I stop complaining about stupid pointless shit?
I read a post from another blog today from a girl I know and she was telling a story about Spanish missionaries in my country, how difficult it has been for them not only to adjust to this life but to work and make do with what they have. They don't complain about how sad their lives are, they just want to help others and try to see the positive side of things. It really made me wonder whether I'm just an ungrateful spoiled kid.

I don't know what to think of myself anymore because I can't seem to find that sense of gratitude and appreciation that they have. Is that spiritual, cultural or am I just plain bad??

Don't be shy and leave your comments. Thanks

So awkward...

Alright so the other day I was tweeting about something weird that had just happened to me (don't remember what it is) and I used the hashtag #thatawkwardmoment and I had the very clever and new idea (sarcasm!) to write a post about awkward or embarrasing moments that happen to me whether I brought it up on myself or it was just a weird coincidence. But since I didn't have a list of awkaward moments that I could write off the top of my head I decided to write them down until I had 10 of them to write this post.

I did just fine for a couple of days until I slowly started to forget to write them down and then I realized it wasn't always easy to write them down right when they happened so I would end up forgetting to do so and ended up taking months to come up with the list. Finally I only got 9 awkward moments to share and I'm kinda sick of waiting (or forgetting them) and so I'm ready to post only nine of them lol.

Let's call it the list of nine very awkward moments and That Awkward moment when you only got nine items for your list of ten! (LOL)

So, without further delay, here they are:

1. When your friend's mom gives you a nasty look as to say that YOU are personally responsible for their partying and drinking

2. When you got o the vet and he tells you your dog has ticks and all the other dog owners pull their pets away from yours (I guess that's how moms feel when they find out their kids have lice)

3. When you're IM-ing with someone and you see they're writing so you stop to let them go first but then they stop and no one says anything

4. When someone tells you not to move at all and you feel every muscle in your body is about to spasm

5. When you're left alone at work and with the one guy that is so annoying you feel like you should be getting paid double for working with him

6. When you have to walk to work, and you get there soaked in sweat; but when you walk back home, you don't sweat at all. Fuck.




7. When you're standing in line at the bank and the person in front of you smells like armpit and the one behind you will not shut the fuck up... AND has bad breath.

8. When two people at your workplace are having a very public fight and you're stuck in the middle

9. When you are in a social gathering with new people and you find out "the hard way" that two of them dated for a LONG time and they're still not over it! (plus you had been kind of flirting whit the guy all night)

Happy Sunday, you're an assh*le!

I don't hit my dog though. He's always sweet to me.

 Saturday night, sitting at home alone in front of the computer, working late. Listening to music and checking for messages on my phone, e-mail, BBM, MSN, Facebook; nothing. Update my status with some stupid line from a movie or a song, something about hating guys? No, don't want to seem desperate and annoy people with the same ol' story. Something about my fabulous personality and ridiculous life maybe? Yes, that'll do for tonight. Phone rings... YES!! Finally someone asking me if I want to go... oh, it's just my service provider telling me I'm late on my phone bill payment, again... Shit, gotta go pay my bill tomorrow...


That's my social life in a nutshell... "This poor friendless creature" you might be thinking right now. Well, let me tell you something, I do have friends. And they do ask me to go out, however I don't go out every night since I don't have the funds to do so and because I am not Kim Kardashian or Paris freakin' Hilton and don't get payed to go clubbing. Stupid celebrities famous for nothing... What's this post about you wonder by now? Well this is basically me bitching about how I have to sit home alone because people suck! And by "people" I mean men. No, not men, because there certainly is nothing manly about the guys I know.

To me a real man is not the one who is getting some ass every night or the one who thinks he can call me only when he wants to and just when he wants to get some... No! That is NOT a real man. A real man is a gentleman. A real man is respectful, polite, understanding and knows how to appreciate real women. Yes, my idea of a real man is not real at all.

I'm not going to lie and say that all women are angels and are ladies but we'll talk about their kind later. Tonight I want to address the "gentlemen" of the world.

See I've always thought of myself as a good girl. I got good grades in school, ate my veggies, listened to my parents, never broke the rules and new exactly where I was headed. Until now. Lately I have been feeling like maybe I'm not quite what I think of myself... No, scratch that, men are not seeing me the way I know I have to be seen. Here's a question: what makes a lady look like a piece of meat? Who's to say what a girl wants if not the girl in question? I don't think I'm the kind to be thought of as a "booty call" or "a one night stand" or whatever it is you want to call it. I am quite aware I'm not what you'd call a babe, I don't have a smoking body and even though I think I'm good looking I know I'm not the hottest, prettiest one in the room. I know. But men don't seem to care about the fact that I'm smart, opinionated, passionate and stand up for my beliefs, these men seem to think they can treat me like the only thing that matters about me is what's between my legs. Well I got news for you guys, I'm not falling for it!

Guys really need to clean up their act. Being sex-obsessed rude jerks is NOT attractive. If there is anyone out there paying attention, please let the rest of your kind know that it is not cool to treat a perfectly respectable woman as a piece of meat that you can objectify and fool to get into her pants. Don't even bother. I don't fall for that act, never have, never will. So, f*ck you! Man-up and cut the crap.

Thank you.

Sincerely,
All the women in the world.

I have a question ma'am!

“There is a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women” –Madeleine Albright

   I have a question for Madam Secretary, what about women who intentionally harm other women? And what happens when a government, organization and the public know about it and do nothing to change the situation?

   I live in a world full of corruption and impunity; awful crimes are committed daily and go unpunished all the time, criminals are not reprehended and the media can’t seem to get enough of it because it sells more papers, and helps the ratings. The justice system always claims to not have the resources, or leads necessary to solve any of the crimes happening every day and we’ve all gotten used to that. But, what happens when we are handing them the information necessary, reporting abuse and injustice and they just look the other way?

    Four years ago, my mom’s boss got transferred to another clinic and a new person was introduced into the working dynamics of an already complicated health establishment in my city. The new lady in charge quickly made herself known as the type to play favorites and cast out her least favorite. My mom has always been a hard-working responsible person and she couldn’t help but being surprised when her new boss began mobbing her. A small group of the nurses working there began to see how they were treated differently and were accused of things they did not do. This went on for four years.

   A few months ago they all decided they’d had enough of this constant abuse and harassment and decided to report her to the absolute highest ranking person in the ministry of health that they could find, nothing happened. Then, they went to a well-known women’s rights organization, still nothing. Finally they went on strike and decided to call the media and make it a public scandal. The real scandal was, no one cared. Four years and a few months later, they’re still fighting for her to be transferred and all they get as a response is “we’re processing your request”. “Processing your request” it all sounds so cold and irrelevant to me.

   

   The part of this whole story that shocks me the most is that this person doesn’t know the women who work under her “lead” and she doesn’t hesitate to report them, harass them, and even try to get them fired under false accusations. It is bad enough that women all over the world have to fight against the injustice and gender issues brought by men and now we also have to worry about women committing these crimes against other women?! Is this really what we have come to?

   Their struggle will continue until this woman is gone from that establishment. However, their shock and outrage will remain as long as they live. I think we cannot progress into equality in our society as long as people like this continue to go unpunished. A society cannot be changed unless we’re all educated to understand that no one is to be treated like less than a human being. But, how do we educate the new generations properly when the generations before us come so tainted by corruption and hate crimes? I can only hope that the new generations will learn about these hateful acts only through history and not through real-life experiences as I have.