Lots of drama

Mind the sarcasm in the tittle... This morning I was on my way to class when I spotted some girl I knew from back in the days when I used to spend every free second at the horse stables. She told me she was preggers. The kid is only 15 y.o. and she had a damn good reason (mind the sarcasm again) why she got this way. She told me she had sex with her boyfriend some weeks ago and he insisted they do it without condom because he assured her she can't get preggers if he didn't release inside her. I couldn't believe my ears! (Okay, I could because I have had some men who claimed it too and they all were shown the door. ) But what causes this ignorance? Is it the lack of sexual education? Je m'enfoutism? All I know is that in those 12 years of obligated education, we only had one lesson of sexual education. I believe it was at the 5-6th grade. At that age, 11 years old, and in those conditions, a full classroom, it gets kind of awkward. I don't remember they gave us much info about how you could get pregnant and things like that. She lady only told us about our period and voice changes for the men, or how to deal of ending relationships... HIV, AIDS, STDs and pregnancy? Nah none of that. Never they told one word that pre-cum can make a girl preggers. And be assured: it can! Plus I don't see the big deal. I mean, what is so uncool about condoms? Feeling less? C'mon, the rubber is so thin and the materials are so developed that you barely notice it. Plus if you feel a bit less, you reach the "it"-moment less fast, which means you can go on longer and have more fun! And even if you feel less, the benefits, being protected against HIV, AIDS and STDs, are much higer than the small disadvantage! Another excuse I often heard is that they are ashamed to go buy some at the local pharmacy. Abeg, if you claim to be old enough to have sex, then also be adult enough to get the condoms, for your own safety!

I know everyone is going to hate me right now, but next Friday evening (not this Friday), I'll be lying in my hubbies strong arms. Feeling his heartbeat, feeling his breathing in my neck, hearing his sweet whispers... Jealous already? Pictures guaranteed for sure! Watch my Facebook album!

I feel like high school again at the moment. We got homework! Can you believe it? Homework! Make exercise 8+9+10. I didn't even bought the excise book yet! Make the damn thing yourself and be happy I drag my lazy ass to your class every time. First, we ain't obligated to attend class, and if we do, we get punished for it cause we have to make exercises!

There is probably some logic explanation for it, but when you are single, no one is interested in you because they all have someone else that moment. Once you found someone, in my case this great guy called Sheriff, all of the sudden you get loads of love declarations from the strangest people that have known you for years and never showed any interest. What's the deal? Is it the hunting or do guys like it to steal other guy's girls? Or do they consider it safe because they know they won't succeed? Whatever it may be, quit it, y'all are too late!

Gon wrap it up because I need to write my homework. Don't dare to laugh!

Update

As I told you in my last post, I had a shopping trip on Saturdays. I didn't really buy that much. Shockers right? I only bought Guess shoes and scarf and a Versace jeans. About the jeans, the original price was 4.000 euro. Yes you read it correctly, 4.000... But I had a 70% reduction! A true bargain!

Today I read an article about the Templo Expiatorio de la Sagrada Família in Barcelona. Immediately, I felt this feeling of nostalgia. I love this city so much. Been there for quite a long time and I truly felt in love with Gaudí. Casa Vicens, Palau Güell, Casa Calvet, Casa Batlló, Casa Milà and the beautiful Park Güell. I truly adore the Casa Batlló (located at 43, Passeig de Gràcia). It is truly exceptional. And Park Güell! Oh man how many hours did I spend in that beautiful park! I can't count them anymore! I think this is the only European town I see myself living in...

Picture 1: Casa Vicens, 24 Carrer de les Carolines
Picture 2: Palau Güell, 3-5 Nou de la Rambla
Picture 3: Casa Calvet, 1900 Carrer de Casp 48
Picture 4: Casa Batlló, 43 Passeig de Gràcia
Picture 5: Casa Milà, 92 Passeig de Gràcia
Picture 6: Sagrada Família, 401 C. Mallorca
Pictures 7-19: Park Güell, district Gràcia

How a day that started quite well can become a living hell

Today started quite well. Woke up at 6.30 am, took a bath, washed my hair and prepared for class. Class itself was quite interesting I must say and for once, I didn't miss my first train. I got home around 1.30 pm, had a quick bite, a baguette with tomato, mozzarella and basil. Afterwards I went to do some shopping. This was the first stage of a horrible day.

Shopping: I saw this cute ass bra in a magazine and decided to go to the shop to buy it. The shop where I normally buy my bra's didn't have it so I went to another one. There I asked for my size (being an European 65D) and you know what she answered me "that is not your size". I was really shocked! I know my own body and the bra size she suggested is way too big for me, both outline as cup size, and not just one size bigger, but several sizes bigger (75F). I was like "you know what, never mind, you can keep it but I will never put a single feet in this store and be sure there will be bad mouth to mouth advertisement". I was really affronted. First, I was wearing a loose t-shirt, second, I was wearing a patted bra. But nah, I needed a bra that was way too big,according to her!

Next was my wreck less driving mother who gave me almost some heart attacks. I would not be surprised if one day she gets home with severe damage to the bodywork of my car! She is always like "Oh gotta push the gas very fast or otherwise I won't be able to sneak between two cars (even though there is no room to sneak in between them)". My reaction was "When you have to push the gas very fast or you will be too late, then it means you can't cross it in a safe way so you got to wait until the street is free!".

Latest fucked up thing was missing a phone call from my hubby. 20 minutes before he called me, I switched my phone to silence and went to bed because I was in pain. My neck and shoulders are completely blocked and my IUD is killing me. But most of all, I'm scared that I won't be seeing my baby any time soon because some bad things came in between...

Ok excuse me for my language... Kinda pissed off today so I better stop complaining and get my ass back to bed again, hoping a better day will come tomorrow.

Night y'all and sorry Sheriff. Really wanted to hear your voice again.

Unfair!

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!!! Each and every time, Sheriff succeeds to pull my legs. And silly I believes him ever damn time! Each time I tell myself he won't fool me again, but before I realize it, I'm busted again. And the thing is that he stays this serious! I could never keep it up that long! But one day, I'll get my revenge... Only don't know when, where and how... (So if anyone got some ideas, inspiration is always welcome). Won't get into details about what has happened, but I can assure you that if I hadn't been in class at that time, I would have been hysterically yelling and crying! So yes Sheriff, be scared! Very scared cause my revenge will be sweet... Very sweet...


Sometimes I wonder why I even go to class. The prof we had today (and also the one we had yesterday) just stand in front of the class and read what is in their book. It's like "C'mon, I had to wake up at 6 am to get here on time. Can you please say something that is not in your book? I can read what you wrote myself at home too, I don't have to come to class for that! I'm a big girl now and I don't need a bed time story read to me!". I'm going to give them one more chance, if he starts reading again, I'm out for the rest of the semester and I'll study his stuff on my own! That way I can sleep longer and study at moment I prefer i.e. at night.

I'm already mentally preparing myself for the stock selling of Saturday... Gon be such an emotional happening lOl! Nah I'm really looking forward to it because I don't have many clothes left in my closet at the moment. Most clothes are some years old and out of fashion or show sign of extensive wearing. Only my favorite ones (e.g. my D&G hoodies, some wrap around sweaters, etc.) are still looking classy as ever. So can't wait to fill my closet again with trendy new stuff. And no I am not a snob or a brand addict! The tissues used have such a good quality that they can go on for years. So in the end, the price is worth it! For example: I have this cute ass purple D&G t-shirt that costs 130 euro. I have it 5 years by now and I can still wear it. Some of my friends say I am crazy but they have to buy a new one every year because theirs lost color or model. So 30 x 5 = 150... This means mines is cheaper!

This past week(s), the US presidential campaigns got very tense. Sarah Palin, the self-proclaimed pit bull with lipstick, linked Obama with terrorism. She "forgot" to mention that senator Obama was only 8 y.o. when Bill Ayers started his bombing campaign, that he also condemned the actions and that Ayers is a professor now... Or McCain and his views on economics! First he said the economic base was still solid (Is that so? Then why are banks going bankrupt? Why do people loose their houses?) and that Obama was "missing in action" when they needed to vote the Paulson plan... He found that Obama didn't do everything in his power to get it voted. Small note, he "forgot" to mention that many conservative Republicans were also against it because they don't approve governmental interventions... The current lack of regulations in the financial market, a legacy of the Republican policy, has been named the origin of the financial crisis by many specialists.

My stomach hurts like hell. I ate too much coconut cake! But damn it tastes sooooo good! Let me share you my recipe.

Ingredients
4 eggs
250gr flour
250gr sugar
2 packets of vanilla sugar
160gr butter
100gr coconut powder

Preparation
Mix the butter, egg yolk, sugar and vanilla sugar until you get one homogeneous mass. Fluff up the egg white and add it, together with the flour and coconut. Mix it until it is one homogeneous mass again. Afterwards butter your cake form, straw some flour on the sides and bottom and put in your paste. Put it in the oven for about 50 minutes and there you go: a lovely cake!

A quiet day

It's like a national public sector strike day today. So this means there will be actions in the public transportation system too... Result: I'm forced to stay home from class. How bad... Can't they strike for the whole week? Lazy me I know. But I'm a student, what would you expect?

Normally I would have went to the airport next weekend because Sheriff is on transit in BXL airport. But his hours are impossible for me to get there... It's just so sad because I was so looking forward to it. Guess I'll have to wait until October 25-26-27, when he will be down here in Antwerp. Such a bummer... Hopefully time flies by because it is really hard, this missing...

But since I can't go see Sheriff, I'm going to a stock selling! Paradise on earth. All these brands like Dolce & Gabbana (my favorite), Versace, Armani, Guess,... on stock prices plus an extra reduction given by my mom's firm! Guess I'll have to do a lot of stuffing when I return... Because I wont return with only one thing! It'll be dozens of things and I all have to get them in my closet! Go figure! But what I need: a designer handbag (Vuitton maybe?), designer sunglasses (YSL or Dior?), watch (Guess?), jeans and cute ass tops (D&G?) and a dress (Versace?). Can't wait!

One of my nails broke off today. My 3 cm long "cat nails", as my mom used to call them, are gone! Cries... I must confess it is much easier to type with short nails though... But it looks less feminine. Talking about feminine, I saw this great bra. Gon buy it next Friday after class. I can't help it but I am addicted to bra's. Each season I have at least one new one... I must have more than 20 bra's in my closet... And I mostly wear my did-you-get-silicone-implants-bra. I just love that bra...

I'm considering buying a MacBook because my lappie's screen is messed up. Problem is that we all have Windows over here and no programs for OS. But I don't want Windows Vista. Worked with it once it is really crappy. Vista is cheaper though... Apple on the other hand, got a much nicer design. The eye wants something too you know... Just gon think about it. Might buy one in NYC since it's cheaper there.

I came to the conclusion that studying law really messes up my brains! Yesterday I was taling to someone and he said like "let me judge that" and I was like "Nemo iudex in causa sua", instead of just saying that he can't be the judge since he is one of the parties. It's crazy. I never thought I would get into this law thing this deep. I always saw it as just a studies because I didn't have anything else in mind... But now I am using these strange Latin adagias, even in the normal day life...

Oh boy I am addicted to this new Raphael Saadiq song Never Give You Up... Been humming it all weekend long. Where are the Tony! Toni! Toné! days... Or when D'Angelo was still making great music... Oh my gosh, I so miss these days! Sweet ol' memories!

Nominees for BEST ALBUM 2008

I know there are still 3 months left, but I think already say that I have the only two candidates for the category best album. It'll be a tie between Love Behind the Melody by Raheem Devaughn and The Way I See It by Raphael Saadiq.

Best track is Never Give You Up. Amazing song that reminds me of the old soul/jazz/blues vibes. Enjoy!

Must hear: Friday (Shut the Club Down)