warning x-rated material

So, since being in college I have learned a lot. I've learned that most professors really hate the way I write, while the other few absolutely LOVE the way I write and have suggested for me to write a book. (Already have one and am trying to write another. never going to sell though). I've learned that you don't need to study and if you the little common sense you have you can pass a class with a B or A-. I've learned that prof's don't give a FLUX. (nice, huh?) I've also learned A LOT about female sexuality and sexuality in general. From gays to lesbians, to interracial couples, to straight couples, to fellatio and cunnilingus and coitus and other things thata re best not mentioned.
So, you're probabaly thinking, "umm..ok, where are you going with this?"
I'm trying to understand what is sex and why women have to orgasm. Most people say sex is penile penetration. With that being said does this mean lesbians don't have sex? Or could a dildo in the shape of a penis be considered penile penetration?
Also, do women have to orgasm? I mean just because you orgasm doesn't mean your satisfied. Just like how ejaculation and orgasm in a man isn't exclusive and inclusive. A woman can be just as satisfied with the whole occasion without ever having to orgasm.

So, what do you think? What do you think sex is? And do you think women have to orgasm?

OMG like so bored!

You would think what with school and an almost two year old I'd be SUPER busy and running around all the time. NOT! I'm in my last year of school and have NOTHING to do. I'm not applying to Grad Schools until next year, so I don't have to worry about the GRE right now. I don't have to worry about deadlines either. But You would think college would give make my last year difficult, right? That they would try to squeeze all the patience out of me to see how much I can handle? Nope, nada, zip, nothing. Yeah I have essays, but as it's my last year, I do those in my sleep. (And I did actually and I got a 93. I know I'm smart.) Yeah, I still have exams, but for some reason the professors I have this semester feel the need to treat us like kindergartners. IDK, but it's truly annoying. "Helloooo, I think i can read 4 chapters for an exam. You don't HAVE to give me the questions."
Ok, so if school isn't keeping me busy you'd think A.S.A, my daughter, would. Nope, she's really good at playing by herself or watching TV or watching a show on the computer. I'll try to play with her, but she tells me to leave and continues to do whatever it was she was doing.
So, I literally have nothing to do. Yesterday I was going to my one of my aunt's house, but her husband basically, no wait, he told me flat out, NO. Then, I was going to go to the park, but got too lazy to drive 20 min with A.S.A. She HATES being the car for too long. I think it's the carseat buckles that annoy her. Finally, I opted in going to my other aunt's house. I stayed there for a bit, and ended up leaving with a fabulous Christmas toy for A.S.A. Yeah right, that toy is so annoying. It's two snowmen and when you press the button they sing something like this:
I'm gonna eat some candycanes
I'm gonna eat chocolate chips
and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS
of cookie dough.
I'm, gonna eat some cheese balls
I'm gonna eat some candycanes
and LOTs and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS and LOTS...

Alright, you get the point. It drove me UP the wall last night. Well, I was thinking if only my mom lived here. I'd probably spend all day at her house. If my Mom lived here, life would be so much easier and a lot more eventful. She's my bestie, and it gets annoying when I need help or just want to laugh and their phone isn't working. (She lives in Nicaragua). 
Anyways, where was I going with all of this?
Oh yeah. Do you guys have any FREE solutions to my dilemma of boredom?

I don't give a STOOL

I'm no saint, I just want to say that before anything else. I'm not a saint, but I really hate cursing. I find cursing to be demoralizing and it kind of belittles a person. I feel there's a lot more words in the English language to exclaim when say, you... hurt your toe against your counter. Or when you're describing the man who cuts you off for absolutely no reason, or when some waitress is flirting with your husband right in front you. All the curse words you just came up with in these scenerarios have some very colorful synonyms. Here's let's give it a try:
You're walking and then all of a sudden the wall moves an inch towards you (yes, walls move just to hurt you) and you clip your shoulder really bad on the corner. In stead of saying S*** you could say, "FLUX!" or "STOOL!" or "FECULENCE!". All those sound very nice and menacing when yelled.
Alright let's try another one.
You're rushing to class/work/etc and then someone bumps into you and your bag/briefcase falls open and everything spills out. Instead of saying F*** You to the person who bumped into you, you could say, "COPULATE YOURSELF!" or "FORNICATE YOURSELF!"  and so on.
One more scenario. You're telling your best friend about that waitress that flirted with your husband/boyfriend/girlfriend/etc and you call her B****. Instead of calling her that you could say,
"And, OMG, she's like the biggest CARPER!"
"And, then she showed him her cleavage. What a HELLION!"

So you see, there's a lot of words in the English Language to use against people. You sound smarter by not using your french, and the plus is that the person you say it at get's even more frustrated because they probably don't know what you're saying, but they know you just called them something evil. Enjoy using these words and expanding your vocabulary.

More of Nicaragua

Growing up in Nicaragua definitely was an adventure. From canopying (or zip-lining) to cliff diving to horseback riding to driving to a beach at 3AM to always somehow finding a ride to anywhere you want to go. Yes, I have done all these things and more before I was even 17 years old. Now, don't you dare judge my parents for many reasons: (1) as a true teen I didn't tell me parents the whole truth until after the fact, (2) I was a good student and good kid (3) the value of trust parents have for their kids in Nica is a lot higher than here, we're like mini-adults, and (4) to be gallivanting all over Nicaragua isn't dangerous as doing the same here.
So, for today's blog I will first put pictures and then tell you stories about them. Sounds good? GREAT! Please keep your hands and feet inside this blog until it is done, thank you. =)

All these pictures are taken in Leon, which is the second largest city in Nicaragua after Managua. This is where our great poet Ruben Dario was born in Leon. As true poet and tortured soul he wasn't brought up by his parents and he lived through economic hardships. If you like poetry and know Spanish his poems truly are magnificent. Within each poem he gave a part of his soul, and that was uncommon at the time and even now.

Anyways, I took these pictures during a field trip. We were allowed to go onto the rooftops of certain cathedrals and take wonderful pictures. I never really liked Leon very much because of the heat and also because whenever I've visited it's during what is known as the "collegiate season" in which university students temporarily live in Leon to go to the University there. It gets really crowded and those kids were never nice to field trippers like us. Moving on...
There was however an extremely beautiful house that used to be a convent. It has an open courtyard and the meals were delicious. I think they're strictly for weddings now because I have not visited and every time I ask my Mom she says that they don't serve the public anymore.

NOW ON TO THE BEACHES

All three beaches are on the pacific ocean. The first two were taken in Viejo Ppchomil (or Old Pochomil). The second one is taken in Pochomil as well except it's at the resort called Montelimar. Montelimar is the most famous beach resort Nicaragua has. I've gone there several times and know everything about that place, it was like my playground growing up.  As you can see there's a lot of sand and the waters are blue. there's always waves so it's good for body surfing (don't do in a two piece, triangle bikini), boogie boarding (don't try to stand up on one if you want to keep your bottom on) and surfing. I never saw much surfers to be honest, but I think it's because you'll find most people sitting on the beach, soaking the up the sun, and drinking Toña or Victoria (Nicaraguan beers). Me? I'd probably be sitting on the sand drinking a taz (rojita (red soda) with xtra lite (a form of white rum), or smirnoff ice, or Jose Cuervo's margaritas with the tequila included straight from the bottle. Now, don't judge me on age, life over there was different and kids were taught to learn the effects of alcohol and how to consume responsibly. That didn't mean there were some funny moments in which someone would get too drunk, but hey we were just kids. Anywho, that doesn't matter now because I can finally drink legally, which kinda doesn't make it fun anymore. ;)
I went to the beach a lot; not just with my parents but with my classmates. We took maybe 6 trips in our senior year alone to the beach as a class. If we didn't go to the beaches we'd go to a someone's farm that had a river, or we'd go to Laguna de Apollo which is in Granada. Yeah, pretty much every weekend was an adventure.

I wish I could sit down with all of you and share how I grew up and where I went and what we do and what trouble we got in to. Not..that..I..ever got into trouble. (shifty eyes). I hope that no matter where I live I can instill this lifestyle in my daughter (and future daughers, yes, i'm only going to have girls). Don't take life so seriously, enjoy your youth because you never what may happen, and just enjoy life. I thank God everyday that I was able to go out, have fun, and have no serious responsibilty before going off to college. Why? Because a year into college I had the most wonderful gift I could ever ask her for. The price of that gift was to become responsible and not be as careless as before. I'm grateful that I had the advanatge of living in Nicaragua and experienced what normal 20-somethings would experience. now there are no regrets.
alright, i better go before I get all teary-eyed. Hope you enjoyed my post today, even though it probably makes no sense.
Happy Friday!

Nicaragua, my love my everything

I don't know if any of you know this about me, but I grew up in Nicaragua. Nicaragua is the largest country of Central America in between Costa Rica (which borders the south of Nicaragua) and Honduras (which borders the Northern line). It is the only country in the world with fresh water sharks.
I had lived there since I was 7 (turning 8) until I graduated from high school at 17.
I lived in the city of Managua, which is the main city of Nicaragua. I went to the same school since I was 8 and knew the same classmates since then. It was a pk3 - 12 institution, all on the same campus. I loved living there and the reason why I left is to go to college. Also, my boyfriend (who is now my hubby) was going away for college and like a hopeless romantic I followed.

I never lived in Granada (which is another city in Nicaragua), but I visited quite often. This first picture is of the Cathedral of Granada. It was recently painted a few years ago. It's one of my favorite cathedrals in Granada. My second favorite (which is the second picture, the blue one) sits right in front of the BEST breakfast restaurant I have ever been to. It's called Kathy's Waffle House.The owner is American, but his wife is Nicaragua. He is around 70 years old and she is about 30, i think? But you get the age difference. They make these delicious scrumptious waffles that are to die for. Now, I have been Vegan for over a month, but I would give it up just to have those waffles, with syrup, and bacon, and hash-browns. Oh, and the chocolate tastes better too.
I miss being there. I miss that's there's now AC in the house. I miss the sounds of the chorus of the birds chirping as the sun comes up. I miss hearing the owls hoot in the almond tree. I miss hearing the bats in the hole of my room scuttling across my room trying to get out. I miss hearing the dogs stampede outside of my room thinking there's a burglar. I miss them barking at my room when they see a light turn on. I miss waking up, going to my parents room, and then coming back to my room with the bed made and the room cleaned. I miss having meals prepared for me and eating at the dining table every school day at 3. I miss the sense of freedom I have over there. Yes, i drive here. Yes, I am now my own boss. Yes, I make up my own rules and eat what I want. Yes, I don't have anyone telling me to keep things clean. Yes, I can techinically get in my car and go wherever I want. BUT life in Nicaragua is just so much simpler. Not because I had mommy and daddy do everything for me, but because it really is. even when I go visit twice a year, I still feel that freedom. Even though i don;'t drive myself around there's always the chauffeur or my mom or dad or friends who can take me where I want to go. I miss being at my parent's house doing the same things I do in my own, but not feel suffocated. Since everything is closed in here and all I breathe is the air that the AC provides I feel as if I'm in a prison cell. People say the grass is always greener on the other side, but when I lived in Nicaragua I never cared for the other side. My grass was perfectly green and soft.
I know that someday I will go back, but until then I will have to make do with staying in Miami, right?
I think tomorrow I'm going to talk about how life was for me growing up in Nicaragua. =)

peeved

i can't let this go on any longer. I am extremely annoyed of people criticizing others on having different opinions and saying they need to read the news more and get more cultured. However, these are the same people saying things like,
"That being said I congratulate Mr. Obama for the Nobel Prize, though traditionally it has been awarded for an achievement, where in this case there is none. To me this is more a commentary on the very little that is being done to promote peace in the world today that the award needs to be given on premise rather than action."
Oh, BTW, I'm talking in refernce to President Obama winning the Nobel Peace Prize. I'm not against the President, and I will not mention which party I am affiliated to. Either way, that doesn't matter anymore because he is our President now, so party's should be something only for campaigning. that's a whole other blog post, anyways, Monda from No Telling posted a blog talking about manners. She goes on to mention that people need to mind their manners and whatnot. She is absolutely right! No matter your opinion you need to be respectful. He is our president and it belittles this country to call our own president "Buckwheat". However, I am complaining more about the 37 comments people, including myself, left Monda that day. I have to admit, I was rude, and I am sorry for that. But Did the rest of the people really have to attack me and like 3 others that had disagreed with Monda in the sense that they don't President Obama should've won? I don't think anyone needed to say mean things at all.
In reference to the above quote; there were 202 CANDIDATES! Are you telling me that the other 201 hadn't done anything to promote peace? That person spoke without wiki-ing, or googling, or yahooing. i don't follow politics, but the first I did when I found the President won I did a little research to see if he deserved it or not. I'm too far of a person to appreciate the President of my country won. I'm sorry, but it's how I roll.
Here are two people who have actually done stuff and might've deserved the other more: Hu Jia and Morgan Tsvangirai. You can wiki them and see what they're done.
Later on this week I'm going to post a blog on who they 202 candidates are and what they've actually done; including President Obama. 


I'm sorry in advance in case I've offended anyone. That's not my intention at all, I'm just annoyed that people tell others to read things other than blogs and then post stuff like the above quote.

going old school

Ok, I have absolutely nothing in my head to put in this blog. Hence the reasons for not posting in a day, or two...can't remember. I decided that I will share a page from my 12th grade diary from 4 years ago. Yes, I know I'm THAT young. Anyways, don't laugh at my bad grammar and self-centeredness.

"Dear Diary,
I was forced to come here to Selva Negra. After having Quarter Exams (QE) week, a funeral, and SAT and a continuation of QE on Mon and Tues. I try to come with good attitude. I played with the kids. I laughed, joked, so on. I watched movies with them  and everything. I already have to deal with the freezing cold here, now have to worry about my period and I have no kotex.  It's only the 8th and I got my period. Maybe God is punishing me for being so negative. I'm sorry God, but I really didn't want to come.
And why is David doing everything with his friends and not wih me? I hate it! I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so self-centered and jealous. Thart's not who I am.
What am I going to do about my period? Right now I'm using toilet paper, but tomorrow will be my 2nd days. And that's my heaviest of days. I guess whatever. I'll have to deal with it. I feel dirty. October 8th, 2005."