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Moi.
Basics.
Name: Andrea J
D.O.B: 04.02.91
Age: 22 years old
Nationality: Australian
Heritage: Chilean
A Life Worth Living.
Musac.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
6:43 AM
Ahh man I can't get this stupid grin off my face. I just spent about 2 hours speaking to an ex who I had ended with on pretty bad terms. It was so nice to just talk and reminisce and remember how retarded I was and how crazy we were together. All the silly little adventures. Three years ago seems like a lifetime ago.
It scares me how different I am. Too much reminiscing! Facebook activated the damn timeline feature. So I went back and stalked myself. I hate to admit it, But mannnn was I an obnoxious facebooker. There was 4 status updates I found from the one day. Detailing where I was, it wasn't even interesting or relevant to anyone. Something along the lines of, going to *place*, at the trainstation, at the place, I'm finally home. Who the fuck cares!
I also realised that I used to speak to a shitload more people. What did I do...why did I cut so many people out of my life? =s There are People there that I can't even fathom asking how they're going nowadays and I've got all these nice little friendly posts going back and forth from way back. I don't even remember being close enough to them to chat like that, to think I ever missed these people is an odd thought. Maybe I should like....rekindle or something. It's hard though coz I can't remember the connections ever being there in the first pace.
It really confused me lol and over the most insignificant thing. Mostly it was like, where was jamo when I was out clubbing, had we already broken up =S and wow I used to do my own thing a lot more at the start of me and Tim's relationship. I like remembering things in order and looking at the timeline makes me think my memories are all muddled up!
Like Ergh, last october I met someone that I thought I had never met, just heard a lot about way back in yr 11 and 12. I introduced myself and he's like, I know. I thought he was just a fb stalker type person. And I made some joke and he's like...Ermmmm. We've met b4. I've been to ur place b4, we used to have each other on fb and u deleted me. I was so shocked lol. I couldn't for the life of me remember having ever met this guy. I felt SO rude. And I totally didn't remember the fb thing. I was like no wayyyy. So later that week I was going through old photos and there he was! Standing in my garage at my old place. Seriously wtf is wrong with me that I can't remember. After this recent meet up he added me on fb again and we chatted and he's such a great guy! I can't believe I forgot him so easily. Like erased from my mind completely. And to be honest I still have no memory of him being at my party even after looking at the photos. Then today while I was lookin at my timeline, THERE HE WAS. There was a whole series of comments going back and forth! Sooooo don't remember those AT ALL. Not reading them, not even responding to them. It's fucking mental! How much else is missing from my brain? When he told me I had deleted him I chopped it up to being because I probably never once spoke to him. Never spent time with him, I figured I must have gone on a deleting spree at some point and got rid of the multiple randoms I had that were just adds without ever even saying HI who are you? I feel so bad...so self involved lol. It's odd too because this guy has such a skewed view of me, I've noticed a couple of people have it and it always wierds me out. We were talking today and I mentioned something about not talking to people at uni and he was really Suprised because he thought i was really outgoing =S how did that happen =S it's wierd. I guess coz he met me under different circumstances. Maybe it's the red streaks lol! It happened with a guy I met at Jamies birthday, he also came out with a similar statement. Assuming that I'm 'so outgoing' when I feel like a hermit crab most of the time. Lol it's nice to know I can fake confidence and an outgoing personality without trying that hard (occasionally and under the right circumstances).
Or maybe he remembers me more and in that way because he was a guest in Sydney all the way from Darwin and one of the girls dragged him along to a party at my place. I suppose if I reverse the situation and think back to the couple parties I was at when I was in chile, im sure the people hosting wouldn't really remember me if I went back now. But for me, those parties and those people are really memorable because it was something out of my ordinary.
Still kind of bitchy of me (unintentionally) that I don't remember having conversations with him. I wonder how many other people are out there that I've forgotten. You know, Joel's mentioned a couple of times this guy that I totally can't remember even in the slightest. I'm sure I've never met him or seen him b4 but Joel swears he used to come to the parties I had. I have NO clue. I'd like to assume he's mistaken but after this whole thing with the dude from Darwin I feel like its fairly likely I'm way off base.
Oddness. This all really sends my brain into overdrive. Anyway im going to attempt sleep. Highly unlikely it will be achieved any time soon.
COME ON! Yet another post lost because of my phone. Stupid buggy BlogPress app. I PAID MONEY FOR YOU! work goddammit. It used to be really reliable but for the last 4 or 5 months it either won't connect to the server or it says that it has published and saved a local draft when it really hasn't. Super frustrating seeing as I hardly post as it is.
I can't remember what I was blabbering on about in my last post. I do remember ranting on some more about how great Monsieur Camembert are. If you catch this in time go see them perform! They're playing for free again tomorrow at the Art Gallery of NSW. I really wanted to go again but it's my mums stupid birthday. So I have to stick with her all day even though I know while we're at home we're going to be in separate rooms anyway. Beh, she's one of those people who you can't win with, like me I suppose lol I'm sure Tim could tell you a lot about that haha he always got the worse end of that stick. What I mean by I can't win is that she's going to do that thing where she gets annoyed if I go out and have fun and do my own thing because it's her birthday..which is reasonable I suppose (doesn't mean I'm happy about it) BUT while I'm at home all day, she will be ignoring me or we will both choose to stay in separate areas of the house, therefore making the whole ordeal moot.
*pause* Blah mum just came home from work, she was complaining about work. I hate when that happens, I really really don't care =( I generally don't like talking about nursing with other people in the field because it's obnoxious as shit. I have to deal with my own nursing crap on my own time, don't make me think about it even more when I'm not at work.
I'm not very..into my family. I don't hate them or anything but ehhh. I know I should feel guilty but I don't right now, so you know, I'll just regret it later on when they're dead =) It's small things, kind of like how I'm pretty sure if I moved out I would never call or visit. I'd probably screen their calls and ignore them as much as possible. I'm a horrible person :(
ANYWAY on a less negative note, I've been having a pretty awesome time lately. I'm in a good position right now. I have enough money without working very much and I'm making enough that I can go out pretty much every day and have funnnn and doing all the things I always wanted to do. As soon as I start full time work it won't be as easy and i'll settle down willingly by that point. Until then, I'm in overdrive. That's why I was kind of bummed this arvo. I was supposed to go out but there was a few bumps in the road and didn't make it in time and then everyone had work and blah. BORING. So I've just been catching up on tv shows. Blah so much mind blocking. Being alone is hard when you don't have something to distract yourself from your own stupid thoughts.
I had a pretty random and fun time last night, we ended up meeting up with some people and went fishing in parra river (ICK) at like 3am. I've never seen anyone fishing up close haha I was all excited. We left before they caught any fish though =(
I had tuna at a japanese restaurant on wednesday and I've been craving it ever since. I don't know what the hell they do to the tuna but it tastes so damn amazing. That may be because I've never tried fresh tuna and I've only ever eaten it from a can (which I really like anyway) but ughhh. I should try to find out how they make it. SO TASTY. mmmm tuna.
I also saw 21 Jump Street last night. I hadn't really heard much about it, I had never seen the show, the plot sounded ridiculous and lame. I went regardless and it turned out to be hilarious. I haven't laughed at a movie in the longessssst time. It was great, I laughed out loud pretty much the entire way, as did most of the theatre so I'm guessing the movie is doing well based on our reactions. Really really unexpectedly funny =D And to think! I almost campaigned for us to watch Hunger Games instead. I still sort of want to see it because everyone is all uaihdaouehfaof over it. Doesn't sound like my kind of movie but I'm choosing to stay away from the trailer in case I do see it. Expectations are the worst!
I also saw 2001: A space Odessy. It's this real old
*pause* argh I was talking to mum again, it's officially her birthday now. We started talking, and because I'm now annoyed and need to vent, here goes: My mum has been convinced for AGES that this guy likes me and we always end up arguing over it because I KNOW he doesn't. It really irks me, mostly because I quite easily start crushing on people once I think they like me. It's happened to me several times, and it's annoying and never ends up well because the crush is coming from an unhealthy place. It's worse when other people have been the ones who convinced me that someone has a thing for me because in those instances it would become this weird unrequited crush and my friends have always been wrong. I end up crushing on someone who doesn't actually like me and I end up getting hurt. It's much easier when I can see clearly that the person is interested and I have picked up on the signals myself and haven't listened to someone else's crap. So nowadays, now that I have realised that this is how this works, I'm avoiding the potential source of pain and I get really agro when people say someone has a crush on me. I don't even want to entertain their ideas in my head incase I fall into that trap again! So in this particular case, when I say I KNOW he doesn't like me...well, I don't know that but it's easier to assume he doesn't and make things less complicated right? Blah it's stupid, part of me wants someone to give me the 'all clear' on this situation and allow me to fall into that stupid crush cycle but ehh what's the point. I am sort of getting mixed signals from this person but you know, who isn't these days. BLAH watever, if he actually cared he would say something. My mum's stupid argument is that he's shyyy, like as if that's a valid reason to make concessions for someone. PEOPLE ARE STUPID. Stop fucking with my head -.- ERGH this is all pointless and empty anyway. I don't even like this person, what I do like, is being liked. It's all very selfish and ego boosting. Like I'm sure I've mentioned in previous posts, I haven't ever done much 'chasing' at all. Most of the time I've gotten into relationships or started anything, however insignificant it may have been, the other person has shown interest first and then I've gone with it. I'd like to point out that it has nothing to do with being coy or not wanting to make the first move, because I've done that like twice...it didn't work out for me haha. I just don't really fall for people unless I feel like they like me first. I like them because they like me. That's so shallow and superficial. Blah needy and insecure much =.=
Stupid stupidness! beh.
Anyway! back to the Space Oddesy. We watched it for free at the Museum. I'm not going to lie, I came into it expecting to get bored but I went regardless because it is a classic and you never know, maybe it would be interesting, also I wanted to go out and I knew we would end up drinking and eating somewhere which is always good ...plus I thought the movie was 20mins long. MAN was I wrong. It goes for 2hrs and 40mins..maybe 30? DEAR LORD the beginning was dull, that movie could have easily been half as long if they had shortened the bajillion pointless shots of the outside of the space ship. There was some talking around the middle of the film so I sorta tunned in more, but yeah...I pretty much missed most of it. There was some really trippy scenes once they FINALLY got to Jupiter and the quality of all the effects was really impressive throughout the film considering it was made in the 60's. Verdict: far too long. I had a good night regardless, that's when I got the tunaaa! mmmm tuna.
If you've made it this far, I'm impressed. I really don't have anything important to say. I think in the post that got deleted I wrote a little about sexpo. I'll shorten it so basically it was awesome! I bought so much stuff! Which felt crazy in itself. I very rarely buy things, I have a super hard time justifying purchases. So I put my stingyness aside and tried to relax. The expo itself was really good, it was like the easter show for sex XD. So many people complained though, SO MANY, and every year it's the same thing. Everyone always leaves dissapointed because they didn't get to see any actual sex. It's not a fucking swingers club! I figured it was pretty clear that the event is basically a big adult store sale. I knew what I was going there for and I got it so I'm happy.
The only disappointment (a major one at that!) was the Laptorium. It was the first time I was ever in a pole dancing/lapdancing scenario but I didn't expect it to be like that. I think I've been to far too many burlesque shows and creative performances and it's tarnished my view on what to expect from strippers. FALSE ADVERTISING. The flyer said pole dancing all day. That's what I expected =.= That's most definitely not what I got. We had to pay to get in so I assumed that was it. I didn't know I would have to keep forking out money just to see them strip. It was fucking bullshit. The girls would rotate so quickly, one would come up to the pole, dance for about 20 seconds and then get off stage and start hustling the audience for more cash so that she would strip off some layers or give a lap dance/private show. I knew you had to pay more for the lap dances and private stuff but come on! I paid money to see people on the pole. Instead I would see a girl dance every 10mins for 20seconds, not even to the damn BEAT. Only 2 of them even climbed up the damn pole. WASTE. What made things worse was their attitude, they would get really bitchy and mean if you didn't want a lapdance. The MC was even worse, he spent the entire time calling the audience fucking cheap bastards and swearing and telling us off for not paying for private shows. It really changed my opinion of strippers lol. I had always glamorized it a lot more in my head. I didn't realise it was so heavily based on money. I get it, they have to make money somehow...but still it was sad. I'm used to burlesque performers, men and women who want to seduce the crowd and want nothing in return other than to put on a great show, people who take kinkynes and make it an artform. Not some stupid stripper who just wants money. poohpooh.
Anyway I'm going to try and watch this episode of community =]
I've had a really good couple of days...couple of weeks even? They've been so musically filled, it feels great. This is what I always wanted things to be like back in highschool. It feels good ^.^ This is a really nice period as long as I keep busy, I get a little stir crazy on the days I stay home. I can't really handle a whole day at home, at least call me to workkkk. Blah.
Ahhh Monsieur Camembert was fucking amazing last night <3 real musicians you know! I've seen a lot of 'local' bands lately and don't get me wrong, some of them have been really awesome but these guys, mannnn they really know their craft. They're so old XD well...not that old, but old enough that they're a tight, well oiled machine! They're great. I'm thinking about going again next Saturday. Even in trio form they're brilliant. Soooo french. Blah! They had no cd's ={ But there are places to go for this!
Jdkskz. I'll write more later, I need to nap, I couldn't sleep last night ={
I'm so in love with the Von Follies range by Dita. It's this beautiful range of lingerie that's so girly and feminine and sexy <3 They recently did the runway show for it even though the products have been in store since around my birthday.
I've already got a few pieces but MAN seeing the show made me want MOAR. It makes you feel so pretty wearing that crap haha =D
I've never been a huge fan of Dita, I find her really...ugly, but I love her aesthetic =D
This is probably my favorite, except I have it in red, mucho better, it looks awesome with the red in my hair haha
I just got on the train, I'm on my way home from a night shift. I was surprisingly alert, I was given a break and spent the whole time sucking blood from the interwebs.
So, just to be a little more melodramatic and lame, this post was sparked by a triggered memory and my annoyance. I was walking from the hospital to the station, my mind half paying attention to an episode of sminterview, imagining what it must have been like to have grown up in the Macarthy years, being a real bohemian and truly being an artist. A cool breeze slapped my in the face and snapped my memory back to the snow trip and the startling cold feeling I used to get when we first stepped outside in the morning. My chest got heavy and before my better judgement could kick in I was wishing I could go on another trip like that, with the same people. (read: same guy ={ )
This is PROOF that my mind, like most people's, is fucked. Rose coloured glasses much?! That snow trip was hell for me, I don't remember one distinctively good moment or memory other than maybe laughing at uly when he accidentally elbowed katie when his team scored. Why is my brain lying to me?! Don't fabricate false memories of joy! You bastard!
Blah, I'm sure there's some good explanation somewhere online of this fairly common phenomenon, but I'm on a bus and can't be fucked.
So! Tonight is Die Antwoord with Jamie Joel and danni =D So I guess I'll just sleep as soon as I get home now. I got given an arvo for Sunday too ^.^
I don't really like admitting how I'm actually feeling on this blog. It makes me uncomfortable sharing that much but I feel like I can't complain to anyone these days because its the same thing over and over and I don't want to inflict that on any one person who doesn't have the choice to close the window. I also know that it won't help. Right now, and ever since Wednesday night I've been feeling uneasy. Whenever I have some sort of argument/issue with anyone, I can usually let it go pretty quickly. There are however some people that this happens with that I feel like I can't move on until I've spoken to them and sorted it out. This is actually more like...one person, because I trained myself to never let anything fester with him. So ever since Wednesday I've been wanting to talk to him to resolve it but I don't want to bug him and I'm sure that by now he no longer gives a shit. I want to talk about itttt, even though I know it won't accomplish anything. I'm trying to hold back but man is it hard to break this pattern of behaviour. One that I think was healthy mind you! The whole point of training myself to do that was so that I wouldn't get all passive aggressive and mean, so that we could both work it out and grow as people. It feels wierd having to reduce the amount of communication to be friends. Sounds like a horrible contradiction and just goes to show how much less pressure I put on friends, how much I let slide when its anyone else and how high my expectations were of him.
Drastically reduced amounts of open communication is so difficult to get used to ={
I've been feeling a little unsettled as of late. I've never had to really censor my feelings for someone before. I mean sure, I had crushes on people in highschool but they were over and done with quickly (most of them at least =.=). Although back then it was always a more painful silence, somewhat tortured and unrequited but seeing as I was a teenage girl I would move on pretty quickly. I would eventually pluck up the courage to admit my feelings and at that point, mostly just to protect myself, I would have already come to terms with the idea of being rejected just incase I was.
The feelings I have now are different. They're happy feelings, the kind of stupid happy feelings that make you want to tell not just the person involved but say it out to everyone. It feels really odd because I know it's going to just complicate things and get me no where. It's the kind of silly feeling that makes you want to come out and do one of those grand gestures and be all like FUCK EVERYONE this is how i feeeeeel. I'm baring my soullllll to you. Lol.
Then I remember that things don't tend to work out the way they do in rom-coms, and being happy and coming to terms with my feelings and sharing them isn't going to be greeted with a 'happily ever after' at all! Most likely I will fall flat on my face and realise that my emotional spectrum has not been reflected back to me in the way that I had anticipated. Just goes to show you how arrogant part of me is, expecting (instead of hoping for) reciprocation.
I've never felt like this before, it's misleading. The happy fuzzy feeling side to it gives me that crazy irrational need to do something about it and expect everything to turn out because how could something so fuzzy and warm bring anything negative? Dangerous =.=
My reality check ...or what keeps grounding me is 'The Wackness'. I watched it the other night. It's pretty good, a little dark. This kid falls for this chick who just wanted someone to fuck around with. He falls so hard that he's blinded by her disinterest in him and decides that his love is so great that he's not afraid to say I LOVE YOU and try to be with her. She freaks out and never speaks to him again, he keeps perusing, he finds her with another dude. His heart breaks. End of movie. Moral of the story: don't trust bitches and don't trust that naive part of your brain that tells you that making a fool of yourself and losing your dignity will actually work well for you. Just don't. Other than the shitty broken hearted story, there is some interesting shiz about being a weed dealer, crumbling long term relationships, depression and suicide. It's kind of very bleak, but I guess you're meant to feel good about it by the end because he leaves town and starts fresh and uses his broken heart to feel aliveeee and gain momentum to break the rut he's in. Plus it's set in the 90's in new york, it feels very gimicky with song of the iconic 90's stuff they throw in but it was nice remembering a snapshot in time. That's so odd though, I didn't even live that period in that particular place but it was such a popular setting for movies and shows back then that it makes sense. It's wierd how much we can learn from a movie that is set in the period that it's come from, total snapshot in time. I've got so many stereotypes programmed into my head of places and eras I've never even been in. Something that I can talk to other people about, and explain a 'vibe' of a location without either of us ever having been there or experienced it first hand. Slightly trippy how much scope television has given us. Books too =P
Fascinating, that's why shows that feel like they depict your immediate reality are such mindfucks. Very rare though.
Yesterday was Mardi Gras and mannnn was I sniffly and my head was pounding but I trudged along! I made a few promises and I stuck to them =] It was still fun, the yelling and screaming really helped stop the sniffles and cleared my head but as soon as the parade was done it came crashing back. I was so wet and cold =(
lol...
Soooo thanks to Joely for pushing and searching, he found us a float that was still taking people and most of us signed up the night before hehe. We went with the ACON float, I still don't know what it stands for! It's really bugging me, I couldn't find it on the website either. All I know is that it's funded by the department of health, they're the people who do the 'slip it on' bannana adds. They're all about promoting safe sex in order to prevent the spread of HIV.
For anybody wanting to read up on their handy dandy website and tips for staying HARD click Here.
For example: Place a bit of lube on the head of the penis (but not the shaft) before putting on the condom. This will help increase sensitivity.
I have received many a free condom and lube from them ^.^ Lovely people, and they really took care of us on the float, the last time I was in the parade we got jack shit. This time, everyone got t-shirts, finger lights and some sort of rainbow light-saber/disco-stick. HECTICCC and they had free water for us at the end and even passed around chocolate =D
So basically the way it works is you find your organisation/float and sign up, they give you your wristband to get into the marshalling area and then head off to the marshalling area which is probably the best part. Seeing all the other floats and everyone dressed up, practising routines or just dancing in the road blockades. The rain ruined it a little yesterday but it was still funnn. Then it's a waiting game until your float is ready to head off. We walked from hyde park, down oxford street and up anzac towards the SCG/Horden Pavillion area. The route this time felt SO much shorter, I don't know if they just cut it shorter this year because of rain, or it's always like that, some floats get longer walks than others? but it felt super short.
It's so much fun trying to psyche up the crowd but lol...I always feel a sense of obligation, like some of these people have traveled a long way (some from interstate and overseas) or even payed to sit/stand in their areas. I feel like because of their effort, I need to put in a lot of effort too. Because really...there's no reason to scream and jump up and down the ENTIRE way from beginning to end...what's my motivation!? Especially on this float, there was no music, except for 2 songs that were loud enough to hear throughout the walk. The bits where you could actually hear the music and dance along were wayyyy more fun.
'I'm sexy and I know it' is ridiculously more fun to dance to when waving around a flag and glowing rainbow disco stick.
I've screamed a lot this week, it's really cathartic <3 Soundwave, SOAD, Mardi Gras...there was a few woooo's at andrew's gig haha It's the best feeling. It just isn't appropriate in any other context lol.
Seriously though, I've had the best week =D I'm glad I went to Mardi Gras last night, people were SO friendly. Plus getting out into the city feels rewarding, like I've actually accomplished something as opposed to hanging out in the area or in my garage =.= Coming up: small gig on wednesday, DIE ANTWOORD. motherfucking zefffff Sexpo is coming up soon andddd I also really want to con some people into trying this degustation/cocktail dinner party event that's happening in 2 weeks. It's $150 but I swear it'll be worth it....please...someone..anyoneeee??? It'll taste amazing, PROMISEEEEE. Molecular fucking gastronomy peeps! So worth it.
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I feel like I've left all the Soundwave stuff off to the side. I had such a brilliant time, man you have no idea how amazing it felt to see SOAD and Slipknot. I had forgotten how much I loved Slipknot back in the day. I've been listening to system the entire week, even at the gym haha. Fucking BRILLIANT. And I met such nice people because of those events =]
I was really bummed, I want to go to more gigs! It's the best feeling. The only other band coming around that I sorta know is Evanescence but ehhhh. Although it might be like that thing again, I was OBSESSED back in the day, mind you it was only with the 'open door' album...but still? Maybe it will re-ignite that flame. Amy Lee has such a beautiful voice.
This break period is turning out better than planned. So much stuff is on =] It's great. I don't know what to do right now, I've got nothing planned for all day O.O I haven't spent a whole day at home for like 2 weeks. I might start reading the books Matty lent me =D But it's wierd, I feel kind of scared of starting. Like I need to be in the perfect mood. That or chill out and listen to music.
Somewhat embarrassing admission: I snuck off to catch The Pretty Reckless at Soundwave purely because Taylor Momsen is in the band lol...BUT in my defense, holyshiz balls she's got a mad voice. Her attitude still irks me to no end, stop looking so dead inside. It's unattractive!
See I like this song (yes I know the lyrics are really cringe worthy), but mannnnn the video kills it. Watching her perform was pretty annoying too, she had tiny little choreographed slutty routines, while looking dead. I HATE THAT FACE. STOP SCOWLING. You used to be cute <3
Seriously wtf happened:
Ugh..makes you wonder more about the dudes playing for her. Grown ass OLD men having to put up with her crappy 16 year old ness...although now I think she's 18? Maybe even 19. Creepy and somewhat soul crushing, lol where's the dignity in that. LOL but..yes despite that, I like her voice =P
It's been far too long, although as a trade of, I've been having an excellent week =D
ERGH why has this post been so hard to write. Since I got home at like 10pm (it's now 1am) I've been saying I would do it and just keep getting distracted and now I don't feel like finishing. Also, I feel a fever coming on and my legs are cold. I feel rushed, like I need to get to bed, even though I don't really need to get up until 1ish.
blergh. In short. I went to soundwave on sunday and SOAD on Tuesday. FUCKING BRILLIANT. It reminded me of how much I used to love metal and totally got me back into it. The whole thing was really nostalgic and amazing and made me feel...really alive again haha. I forgot that rush you get when you're completely taken by the music and the feeling of an entire crowd around you, happy, ecstatic, sweaty. It's better and more powerful than any drug.
Also...mardi gra tomorrow! I'm excited, but would be even more excited if I hadn't started getting a cold today and was garanteed that it wasn't going to drizzle on us the entire time. Ick. BUT c'est la vie. I can handle being sick for the next couple of days, it just means I need to make tomorrow count.
ahh man my head is pounding, it is now 1:23am
sorry for such an insightless post. I was mega distracted.
Here is you're consolation prize:
YES people, that's what was so distracting (I made her maselfff XD), that and a vicious cycle of youtube videos.
So one day I was hanging out with Kurt and we realised that there are some pretty wacky sayings in the spanish language.
Each Spanish speaking country has their own sayings, metaphors and similies but these are a few that I have collected over the last year or so.
Every time I hear my mum or grandma say a new one I text Kurt XD It has become somewhat of a little tradition for me now =]
Saying: La negrita astuta vende fruta.
Direct Translation: The (Astute, cunning, sly, crafty, fraudulent) cute/little black girl sells fruit.
Meaning: This saying is said as a sort of warning that you are/someone else is a cocktease
Saying: No calientes el agua (si no vas a tomar té)
Direct Translation: Don't heat the water if you're not going to drink tea
Meaning: This is also a sort of warning to someone who is being a cocktease. Kind of like, don't flirt and lead someone on if you have no intention of hooking up with them. It is also a play on words because in Spanish (Chilean at least) the word calentar (to heat) is also used informally as a way to say 'make horny'. So 'estoy caliente' = I'm hot BUT it means I'm horny. If you wanted to say I'm hot (because of the weather) you would say 'tengo calor'
Tongue Twister: Tres tristes tigres trigo trillaron tranquilos tragaron
Translation: Three sad tigers, wheat they threshed (To separate the grain from the straw or husks by mechanical beating), calmly they swallowed.
Tongue Twister:Pedro Pablo Pérez Pereira pobre pintor portugués pinta paisajes por poca plata para pasar por París
Translation: Pedro Pablo Pérez Pereira poor Portugese painter paints landscapes for little money to pass through Paris.
Saying:Buscarle la quinta pata al gato
Direct Translation:To look for the 5th leg of the cat
Meaning: Looking for problems when there clearly aren't any in that situation, so you're over thinking it and overcomplicating yourself.
Saying: Para ser bella hay que ver estrellas
Direct Translation: To be beautiful you have to see stars
Meaning: I'm guessing this is a fairly old saying because my grandad said it to me once, I kind of fell in love with this little rhyme/mantra. It means that no pain is too great to endure in order to look your best, this particularly refers to women having to wear painful shoes (stilettos) because it makes their legs look hot, wearing tight clothing to show off curves, waxing, plucking, dying hair, and I suppose nowadays you could extend that into getting cosmetic surgery. Just to clarify, my grandad wasn't a dick, I remember the saying coming up because we were watching a show with really attractive women and I was in awe of them and he explained that constructed superficial beauty comes at a price =) Oh and if you don't get the imagery, it's based on seeing "stars" when you hit your head/get dizzy, like if you've ever seen the cartoon representation of stars around the head when they get hit.
*To be continued
To Do.
Here's a list of some of the things I would like to do or accomplish or places I want to visit in my lifetime =]
* I have already been there, done that or started to read that but would like to do it again or complete the task
-- The task is completed and I don't feel the need to do a repeat