nuria

So what the fuck has been happening around here? It's seems like I've been gone a lifetime yet I'm sure my presence has yet to be missed. I really love going on vacation, really. And I have to say that Vegas, though tiresome really was a lot of fun. My birthday wasn't quite the party I had hoped for but I got stoned all most all week and had a great dinner at the Rum Jungle where I drank $15 glasses of wine and giggled at the fluorescent go-go girls shaking their asses. I stayed in a shitty hotel but it's all good. I have to say that getting a three hundred dollar dinner comped was hot, oh and meeting a really cute electro-clash kid at Caesars palace was fun too. He was getting kids into Opm to see Big in Japan or whatever but too bad my brother in law's license was being renewed and no where would take his paper temp (fucking asshole Miami-vice bouncer mutherfuckers so kid if you read this, sorry I missed your party and sorry I ditched you and your girl.) Salt Lake was fun, we did pretty much everything I wanted to do except enjoy ourselves on Halloween. We got invited to this party where two hardcore bands were playing, a bunch of punk kids with fucking ironic costumes and funny hair... just like me. Well then we had girl-throwing-the-partys-older-bone-thug-in-murray-brother and his fucking crew of wannabe eminem there too. Yeah, didn't mix well with the previously mentioned crowd so fights happened over and over and over... so we left. Badass from Little Mexico with the ankle bracelet and newly finished prison sentence didnt like people having fun or even breathing, but Im sure hes a good kid and it was just the meth doing all the punching. The most entertaining thing about Halloween was putting together my costume. I went as Uma from Kill Bill and Eric went as one of the masked kung fu dudes (uh, forgot the name of the gang...) It is impossible to find that color yellow in a track suite for women. So I bought white stuff dyed it yellow and glued ribbon on it; add a lot of blood and a blonde wig and bam But yeah, the band was fun and made me miss being fourteen and going to shows and kissing on members of Trial even thought they were like ten years older than me... and no I wasn't a scene slut I was a band slut thank you very much.

So yeah, we also hung out in Baltimore but didn't get there until late and got freaking robbed by the cabbies. So yeah, I didn't to do what I wanted to do but I hope to go back again someday and really enjoy the northeast. I went there when I was a kid and I've seriously missed it ever since.

Well, to cap up what I learned on my trip home:

that all the kids who made fun of me in highschool now dress like I did and listen to the same music as me. The goth/metal/emo kid has now replaced jocks in SLC.

that Im still way too shy and that I want Metal Gods to play at my next birthday.

that all the food that I thought was so wonderful and have spent all this time craving was in fact still wonderful and completely worth craving.

that there are way too many trendy bullshit coffee shops and that people no longer enjoy the nostalgia that Belgium Waffles buttery hashbrowns and brewed cigarette-flavored coffee bring. My tummy gets warm and my eyes water at the very thought of it.

that seeing my friends and family made me miss home way worse that I thought I would. It sucks to go home and see your ten year old sisters growing boobs and your other one learning how to talk and know that you won't see them again for like two years. And all my little cousins I used to babysit are all taller than me and completely awesome and my friend Nicole is beautiful as always and always makes me feel loved even after being gone for what feels like an eternity.

that no matter what I will always fight with my mom and make her cry and she will always give me shit for everything I do. But for the first time in my life I didn't let her bully the shit out of me and make me back off. I think it scared her and killed her inside and made her realize some things. But mostly I think it just pissed her off and made her think that I was regressing which is funny because I think it's a step forward that I'm finally being honest with her, whether she likes what I'm saying or not.


Well, this was long boring and I'll laugh if you actually read this whole thing. Oh and my power went out while I was gone and a bag of frozen chicken thawed out and leaked all over my fucking freezer... no matter what I do that fucking smell won't go away. It's like it permeated the plastic in the freezer or something fucking horrible. It's the best diet aid ever cause I dont' want to eat a thing in that stinky fucking icebox.

I hope you liked the recap of the past three weeks and I hope to post some pictures soon so until then I'm going to try and catch up with some of you in the next few days.


xoxo