I was looking for tote bags and stuff yesterday instead of doing my Extended Essay (I know, I am THE best when it comes to procrastination!) and I found this AWESOME shop online called ShanaLogic! It's an indie kind of shop, and I was just blown away by their products!!
This store has every kind of thing: From cute to punk to stylish. I am not the kind of girl who wears pink stuff, but I seriously fell for the pink stuff here; it's just so great!
Besides, by buying the products in this store you're helping the artists who make these products by hand (yes! No mass production here).
If you're looking for an alternative style and out-of-the-ordinary products, this is the place to shop!
http://www.shanalogic.com/
Saturday, 25 October 2008
Thursday, 16 October 2008
Una historia increiblemente sucia pero chistosa.
Atención!! La siguiente historia contiene elementos pornográficos y humor sucio. Se recomienda que no lo lea si usted es un retrógrada, conservador o de mente cuadrada.
Atte.
La gerencia.
Bueno, nuestra corta pero muy cómica historia comienza en clase de biología. En clase "higher" tuvimos un examen aburrido...Uno de esos examenes en el que uno cree que le fue bien pero después resulta que te dieron una nota que podés contar con los dedos de una mano. Pero ese no es el punto.
Despues sonó la campana y vinieron todos los de "standard". Y después de que el profesor repatió unos trabajos calificados (yo saqué 50 en como que 3 de los 4 trabajos...mierda!) se puso a hablar de glándulas y solo el (y Alex) saben de que más.
Y llegué al punto en el que sólo tomaba notas y pensaba en la inmortalidad del cangrejo, cuando escucho al profesor decir "...pero no levantarían la pierna al mismo tiempo que la mano" (claro, en inglés). Todos se reían, y yo quería saber cual era el chiste, así que le pregunté a Ute. "Hablaba de cuando ponés la mano en algo caliente", me explicó ella.
Claro, yo de chistosita, respondí, "y si ves una cuca* al mismo tiempo?" Y Ute dijo, "O si tocas una cuca caliente."
Nos reímos porque la idea de una cucaracha caliente es bastante chistosa, pero después yo le encontré el lado sucio (los que entienden van a pensar que soy una graaaan malpensada! Los que no entienden, abajo hay una pequeña explicación). Me sorprende que Ute no lo haya visto primero...Igual nos retorcíamos de la risa en nuestros banquitos.
Más tarde, ya a la noche en casa, me puse lo que Ute dijo en mi nombre del messenger, y nos reímos un poco más. Eso, por alguna razón, me puso a pensar que alguien podría ser lo suficientemente estúpido como para tener algún negocio llamado "La Cucaracha Caliente". Le pregunté a Ute, "si tuvieras un establecimiento que se llamara 'La Cucaracha Caliente', que sería?" Y casi simultaneamente, ella contesto, "prostíbulo", y yo dije "lastimosamente, suena a prostíbulo de mala muerte". Y me dio un tremendo ataque de risa...La Cucaracha Caliente, el prostíbulo más "in" de la ciudad!
Y en resumen, queridos lectores y no lectores y otras personas en general, esa es la divertida, corta y muy sucia historia.
Hasta la próxima, mis queridos camellos flambeados (no pregunten).
* "Cuca" (además de ser una manera corta de decir cucaracha) es un término coloquial para las 'partes' de una mujer. xD Ya saben, ahi abajo.
Atte.
La gerencia.
Bueno, nuestra corta pero muy cómica historia comienza en clase de biología. En clase "higher" tuvimos un examen aburrido...Uno de esos examenes en el que uno cree que le fue bien pero después resulta que te dieron una nota que podés contar con los dedos de una mano. Pero ese no es el punto.
Despues sonó la campana y vinieron todos los de "standard". Y después de que el profesor repatió unos trabajos calificados (yo saqué 50 en como que 3 de los 4 trabajos...mierda!) se puso a hablar de glándulas y solo el (y Alex) saben de que más.
Y llegué al punto en el que sólo tomaba notas y pensaba en la inmortalidad del cangrejo, cuando escucho al profesor decir "...pero no levantarían la pierna al mismo tiempo que la mano" (claro, en inglés). Todos se reían, y yo quería saber cual era el chiste, así que le pregunté a Ute. "Hablaba de cuando ponés la mano en algo caliente", me explicó ella.
Claro, yo de chistosita, respondí, "y si ves una cuca* al mismo tiempo?" Y Ute dijo, "O si tocas una cuca caliente."
Nos reímos porque la idea de una cucaracha caliente es bastante chistosa, pero después yo le encontré el lado sucio (los que entienden van a pensar que soy una graaaan malpensada! Los que no entienden, abajo hay una pequeña explicación). Me sorprende que Ute no lo haya visto primero...Igual nos retorcíamos de la risa en nuestros banquitos.
Más tarde, ya a la noche en casa, me puse lo que Ute dijo en mi nombre del messenger, y nos reímos un poco más. Eso, por alguna razón, me puso a pensar que alguien podría ser lo suficientemente estúpido como para tener algún negocio llamado "La Cucaracha Caliente". Le pregunté a Ute, "si tuvieras un establecimiento que se llamara 'La Cucaracha Caliente', que sería?" Y casi simultaneamente, ella contesto, "prostíbulo", y yo dije "lastimosamente, suena a prostíbulo de mala muerte". Y me dio un tremendo ataque de risa...La Cucaracha Caliente, el prostíbulo más "in" de la ciudad!
Y en resumen, queridos lectores y no lectores y otras personas en general, esa es la divertida, corta y muy sucia historia.
Hasta la próxima, mis queridos camellos flambeados (no pregunten).
* "Cuca" (además de ser una manera corta de decir cucaracha) es un término coloquial para las 'partes' de una mujer. xD Ya saben, ahi abajo.
Sunday, 12 October 2008
It's application time! And I feel like baking cookies.
Soon, I will have to start my college applications.
Actually, I should've already started, which kind of fucks up the part of my plan dealing with schoolwork. I think. My ability to reason and organize things logically has long been lost. An IB side effect, my dear friends! And the fact that I cannot use an agenda like a normal human (I've tried, really, but I end up drawing in the pages and whatnot).
Either way, today we were supposed to bake cookies, which made me really happy. There is nothing that pleases my inner kid more than eating hot, gooey cookies and burning my pallate in the process. But then my mom went into the hysterics because we only had one egg left, so no cookies. I needed that stress reliever so badly...But oh well, apparently hip hop songs also work. And not just any hip hop songs, 3OH!3 songs! I am obsessed with those guys.
What else is new in my world?
There are pidgeons fluttering around and doing strange noises in the roof.
This is kind of old news, but I've been working on a new story, published in deviantART. Hopefully, someday I'll be done with part 3. SOMEDAAY.
I ate lots of brownies today. Not that it's a good thing.
I'm on a diet because, apparently, my nutrition sucks.
And, of course, deadlines are gaining up on me. Although I already said that.
That's about it for now, m'dears. I am off to study for my geography test, because I need to pull up my 5 to a 5.5* and this is my last chance! I really want that 4.0 GPA!
Thank you to whoever reads this, and thank you for the comments. They really make my day. :)
Until whenever I feel like writing!
-Luli
* In IB, a 5.5 is the rough equivalent of an 8. With all grades above 5.5, you automatically achieve a GPA of 4.0 (out of 4, of course). I am assuming that geography is the only grade I have with a grade lower than 5.5. Let's hope my assumptions are correct and that I manage to pull it up to a 5.5, because Cal 1 (aka the first quarter of the year, followed by Cal 2, the mocks or practice exams and the IB exams) is the most significant when it comes to college applications.
Actually, I should've already started, which kind of fucks up the part of my plan dealing with schoolwork. I think. My ability to reason and organize things logically has long been lost. An IB side effect, my dear friends! And the fact that I cannot use an agenda like a normal human (I've tried, really, but I end up drawing in the pages and whatnot).
Either way, today we were supposed to bake cookies, which made me really happy. There is nothing that pleases my inner kid more than eating hot, gooey cookies and burning my pallate in the process. But then my mom went into the hysterics because we only had one egg left, so no cookies. I needed that stress reliever so badly...But oh well, apparently hip hop songs also work. And not just any hip hop songs, 3OH!3 songs! I am obsessed with those guys.
What else is new in my world?
There are pidgeons fluttering around and doing strange noises in the roof.
This is kind of old news, but I've been working on a new story, published in deviantART. Hopefully, someday I'll be done with part 3. SOMEDAAY.
I ate lots of brownies today. Not that it's a good thing.
I'm on a diet because, apparently, my nutrition sucks.
And, of course, deadlines are gaining up on me. Although I already said that.
That's about it for now, m'dears. I am off to study for my geography test, because I need to pull up my 5 to a 5.5* and this is my last chance! I really want that 4.0 GPA!
Thank you to whoever reads this, and thank you for the comments. They really make my day. :)
Until whenever I feel like writing!
-Luli
* In IB, a 5.5 is the rough equivalent of an 8. With all grades above 5.5, you automatically achieve a GPA of 4.0 (out of 4, of course). I am assuming that geography is the only grade I have with a grade lower than 5.5. Let's hope my assumptions are correct and that I manage to pull it up to a 5.5, because Cal 1 (aka the first quarter of the year, followed by Cal 2, the mocks or practice exams and the IB exams) is the most significant when it comes to college applications.
Monday, 6 October 2008
Stress, stress and more stress.
My sister can't sing! Seriously. Which is the reason why right now I'm wishing I was dead.
Uuuugh.
Not to mention the IB is killing me. At least today I left school earlier because I had some matters to attend in the Spanish embassy...But either way, I still have lots of work to get through and a geography test tomorrow.
Of course, there is the matter of the extended essay, which I have not begun yet and is due the 31st of this month! Which is also the day the first quarter ends and the day my geography coursework is due. Kill me please.
To top it all off, guess who's back in town? Well, not really. He's just in my mind a lot. But yes, the ex! After I thought I had him out of my head, he's been back in there these past few days and I really miss him. Oh, senior year is such crap.
Uuuugh.
Not to mention the IB is killing me. At least today I left school earlier because I had some matters to attend in the Spanish embassy...But either way, I still have lots of work to get through and a geography test tomorrow.
Of course, there is the matter of the extended essay, which I have not begun yet and is due the 31st of this month! Which is also the day the first quarter ends and the day my geography coursework is due. Kill me please.
To top it all off, guess who's back in town? Well, not really. He's just in my mind a lot. But yes, the ex! After I thought I had him out of my head, he's been back in there these past few days and I really miss him. Oh, senior year is such crap.
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