So I thought: “maybe I should post my daily outfits, like other sanriotown bloggers do!”, and it seem like a good idea until I remembered that I wear an uniform for school, and then when I come home I change into sweat pants and an old T-shirt, so I pretty much wear the same outfit everyday.

I look like this Monday-Friday

Also, I posted in the forums for the first time in years! They are really inactive now…and there aren’t a lot of interesting topics…actually there aren’t any. I remember when the sanriotown forums where active and interesting! I used to spend all day online! One could post something and get a reply almost immediately! *sigh* The good old days!

Today I started my social service program, something necessary in order for me to graduate, and it was pretty awesome.
I was with a bunch of friends, and they really made organizing books and taking care of someone else’s bags really fun. I also met some really cool people, which was awesome.
By the way, I got to work with this really good-looking guy I met at my art class about 2 months ago…turns out he’s also super cool! <3
Today was great day.

These are a couple of comics that I came up with at school…

I’m embarrassing! I should be doing homework! Instead of that I spent all afternoon making comics and  watching “The Young and The Damned”! I’m so lazy!>_<

Why don’t you open up, we talk?I love that song <3, it’s “Ready for the floor” by Hot Chip.
I will be very busy this weekend, I have a social studies exposition, a chemistry test and an essay, all for monday! I’ll have to work so much during the weekend, I won’t even enjoy it…

And by normal I mean average. It really would make things easier if say, I listened to the same music as everyone else (Reggaeton instead of Indie), read what everyone else reads (some bestseller romantic novel instead of classic novels), and generally like what everyone else likes (parties, MTV).

There will be a lot of parties, dances and concerts going on at my school and I am pretty much the only one who isn’t excited.

I don’t like parties, I don’t like dances and I don’t like concerts.

Today I found an old diary. The last entry is dated January 10th, 2006.

I’ve been reading it and it’s so weird, it feels like it’s someone else’s diary. I’ve seriously changed a lot. And there are so many things in it!

It starts with a VERY ugly drawing. Well, not so bad for an 11-year old (the first entry is dated December 15th, 2004, I am fifteen now), followed by a draft of a really crappy, clichéd screenplay (again, not so bad for an 11-year old girl, I guess). It’s about 3 couples living in Paris, and it’s called “Young Parisians” (apparently I wasn’t very creative). I wrote about 3 pages, and at the end of the last page I wrote “aborted project until I’ve lived more”. So my 11-year old self said I was going to finish it eventually, but my 15-year old self would rather forget that I ever wrote such a terrible thing.

(Supposed to be a cinematographic masterpiece)

Then there is my first actual diary entry. It talks about nothing really, so I will not go into details.

Then there’s another entry (December 16, 2004) In which I included a conversation with my former best friend Evangelina. We stopped talking after6th grade, and met again in 8th grade, but I guess it wasn’t the same because we never contacted each other again. She goes to the same high school as me, by the way, and now we act like we never met before.

In that same entry I complain about how I will never see Adam Ant live. I don’t really care anymore.

After that, there is a couple of entries written the same day about a trip I made  to San Felipe.

I didn’t write anything in my diary for two years. On January 10th, 2006, I wrote something about a dream I had, where I met a guy that kind of resembled Diego. Ahh…Diego.

Diego is a guy I met through my friend Peggy. He was everything to me, for TWO years since the day I saw him. I begun to wear make up and perfume because of him.  To me, he was perfect. In my eyes, he could do no wrong. Even when he ignored me, even when he acted like I wasn’t even there. I was blinded by what I thought was love.

Of course, being that the first time I ever had to deal with such overwhelming feelings, I didn’t know what to do, and so Diego never acknowledged me and I ended up with a broken heart. I am now absolutely over him, but I must say, I’ve never liked anyone the way I liked him. Sad, but true.

The rest of my diary is dedicated to Diego. There are a bunch of drawings (either of him or of sad little girls), really terrible poems and even a love letter, in which I dedicate him some Bright Eyes songs (Lua, First Day Of My Life and the Calendar Hung Itself).

(Looks nothing like Diego)

(Really bad poetry)

“It was so simple in the moonlight, now it’s so complicated” Lua

“Besides, maybe this time it’s different. I mean, I really think you like me” First Day of my Life.

If only I could skip high school and go to college already! I want to study psychology and philosophy, and three years seem like so much time.

Anyway, high school is terribly boring. It´s all the same classes, with the same subjects and the teachers all seem the same (and actually some of my junior high teachers work at my high school, so probably they will be the same sometime).  You know the teacher that gives the extremely boring classes that make you fall asleep? I have that one. And the one that tries really hard to be funny and to act like today´s youth? Why, that is my English teacher! Or the one that never does what she/he says will do, like when they say that they will give everyone a chance to participate in class, but they don´t, so you spend the entire class (that lasts two periods, by the way) with your hand raised, and they never let you speak? Yeah, I have that one too. All my teachers are terrible and couldn’t teach a dog to bark.

Also, every single person seems to be the exact opposite of me. They say : “I like all kinds of music” I say:” You can’t like ALL kinds of music!”. Of course, when I answer that, they get all offended, but I  am right! They haven’t even heard of the artist I like, so I’m guessing they don’t like them either. And well, they ARE a part of everything.

I really just want a nice friend that shares the same taste in music  and likes comics. Do you know how frustrating it is to listen to a cool new song and not being able to tell anyone without getting “I don’t know what you’re talking about” or “This is so weird, how can you like this?” as an answer?

And don’t get me started on comics and TV shows!

This is a picture of me (center) having breakfast with a couple of friends and my family (not pictured) right after my graduation ceremony. All three of us had chilaquiles (fried tortilla chips with sauce, cheese and sometimes meat or chicken).

Looking at this picture, I realized how fat I am now. I mean , seriously, just compare this two pictures:

Man, I now have this total double chin, huge arms, and my favorite jeans don’t fit! I’ve been going to the gym though, but I must say, I hate it! I find it really boring and tedious, but it’s something that has to be done D:, I totally want to loose some weight before vacation is over.
Me and my sisters have been going to the gym for a while now, and i notice we are pretty much the only girls who don’t wear make-up. Is that even normal? I don’t know why someone would wear make-up at the gym…I see all this girls that look like the spent more time getting ready for the gym than at the gym. I’m usually ready in 5 mins., but I guess that’s because I wear t-shirts and sweat pants all day.

This is my normal exercise apparel:

I’m not kidding! My butt sweats! Usually after about 20 mins. at the treadmill.

It’s been a year since my last post, and obviously, things have changed a lot. Now, for lack of a better thing to do, I will update you about my life.

1.- First of all, I just finished secondary school (in Mexico, so that would be 7th to 9th grade) with good grades (9.63/10) and was accepted in  Preparatory (kind of like High School, from 10th to 12th grade). I’m not sure how school system works in other countries, but in Mexico, we have to take a test to be accepted in secondary and preparatory. I was kind of stressed out weeks before the test for preparatory, I had all this final exams, and lots of homework, I couldn’t find time to study. I seriously thought I would be rejected.

2.- I read some of my previous posts and I must say, THEY SUCK. I am so embarrassed. It’s a good thing that only two people read them (OK, maybe three).

3.- Quoting one of my old posts:

“I can’t imagine myself in a career that doesn’t involve drawing and designing things by myself; maybe even making comics.  “

This is wrong, forget that I even said that. All I want to do for the rest of my life is making comics. Seriously, there is no other thing that I want to do.

“Lately I been trying to write some songs (…) I also write poetry”

Not anymore, it’s all about the drawings and the comics now.

4.- On that same post, I wrote a lists of all the artists I like. I would like to add:

 The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, The Depreciation Guild, Architecture in Helsinki, Junior Senior, Be Your Own Pet, Au Revoir Simone, Elevator to Hell, The Bird and the Bee, Matt and Kim, The Brunettes, The Thermals, We Smoke Fags, Tilly and the Wall, The Spinto Band, Shout Out Louds, Suburban Kids With Biblical Names, New Young Pony Club, Los Campesinos! and many other bands that I am too lazy to write down (maybe in another post).

I would also like to remove some bands. Namely The Organ. I don’t remember them, I don’t know what they play, I don’t know how they made it into the list.

 5.- And now that we are into the “not remembering things” subject,  in my “comics&stuff” post, I mentioned a comic called Foreign Exchange whose creator name I couldn’t remember. Well, not only I can’t remember the artist/writer, I now have no clue of what comic I was talking about. I don’t remember a thing about it and the internet is not helping.

6.-And finally, the list of my favorite comics has changed significantly, and I will re-do it later.

So that’s it for now, I was going to post some pictures of me finally graduating of my lame school, but I figured that could be another posts.

yeah! I have been a little boy-crazy these days, but not anymore!  This is good because now i can worry about other stuff like…like…well, i can’t think of anything right now, but there are other great things to think about that boys. who needs them anyway? I don’t. Well, I do. but not right now. There’s no need to go all boy-crazy at my age. Nuh-huh.

Anyways, I bored out of my mind with my music!!! It’s not that i don’t like it anymore, it’s just that it’s the same music, same artists…pfft, I can’t wait until Bondage Fairies or The bravery release their new album.  Or maybe, someone will recommend  me some really good band.

PLEASE! I’m begging to the god of indie rock/pop/folk! (althought i think there is a god for each indie genre) Light me with your greatness! Show me some good artists!