"I write a blog filled to the RIM of usually offensive, observational satire. But don't worry, its FUN! Thank you to the city of San Antonio Texas where i call home. The complete lack of anything normal gives me a reason to get on here and jot down my experiences. Thanks to Roland, my boyfriend who i love so ridiculously much that i feel the need to take a jab at him every now and again. (hes a good sport) Thank you to camera phones...u really are the single greatest invention ever. And to my friends and family. Love u guys, thanks for supporting my quirky ways and thinking I'm funny, even when i don't think i am."Read more
This little man was able to hear his mothers voice for the FIRST time when his Cochlear implant was recently activated. It lights a little flame in my black heart.
Try not to cry people at the amazingly cute smile!!
This sink hole in Guatemala is INSANE! Apparently its something like 600 60 feet across and 300+ feet to hell. It really does look like a Ginormous dragon or some shit is going to fly right on out of there.
You know the amount of SPAM comments that I receive is astounding. Sometime’s its hard to decipher what is really spam or not, or if it legitimately is someone who is in love with me my blog.
Again I am slacking in the whole blogging thing.I really should go out and make my own adventures or something to have quality writing material. Nothing cool ever happens to me anymore. 
I will be 29 in 2 months. WHAT THE EFF?! I decided that with it being the last year of my 20’s i should probably do some kind of accurate documentation. And do super cool things that I always wanted to do before I turned 30. We will see how that goes. It is the last time I will be in my 20’s.
Fuck its kind of disappointing when you say it that way, isn’t it?
So last night, while I was tossing and turning trying to sleep in the dark ass night of the country on vaycay. Roland sends me a text with THIS ^ Picture UNcensored. (And NO, I will NOT post the uncensored pic of her because I *heart* Paramore and Haley too much to do that.)
ROLAND: LOOK who it is!!!!
ME: That’s fake.
ROLAND: Nope.
ROLAND: Spoken like a TRUE fan.
ME: Where’s that from?
ROLAND: Her Twitter..
ME: I DOUBT She would post nekked’s of herself on her own twitter…
Turns out, actually according to her twitter she was hacked.
So, the conversation between Roland and I curved down the road of me being in denial of that really being Haley. And how I have convinced myself it’s photo shopped. Roland trying to express how “I SWEAR Haley is so innocent” And me frankly telling him “SHE IS, SHE’S A ANGEL” And to shut his WHORE mouth!!! lol
The thing is this…and what I really want to say about the whole situation as a HUGE FAN of Paramore and Haley Williams, Lead singer of Paramore.
It’s quite possible that these pictures “could” be real, I wont deny that. And if they are well you know what? That’s fine with me. She is SUPER talented and a amazing singer. She doesn’t need naked pictures or a sex tape to make her famous like some of those Kim Kardashian, Paris Hilton whores out there. She has a boyfriend that she BARELY see’s because she is on TOUR like 300 day’s a year. (Anyone who follow’s her on twitter know’s that)
She misses him, and they are limited to talking on the phone and texting. And they may have been getting phone frisky one night and she may have taken these pic’s of herself for HIM to enjoy. WHO KNOWS? And its OK! I don’t think any LESS of her for doing it. I don’t love her ANY less for taking pictures like that. I’M POSITIVE I am NOT the only one that feel’s this way.
Still Love YOU Hayley, GIRL!!!!
Playing Football… REMEMBER THIS?
While it was a AWESOME tackle. When he stood up his face was COVERED in blood….
I swear to god that guy!! He split open the bridge of his nose REALLY good…he NEEDED stitches, but refused to listen to me or to go to the hospital..
(his nose isn’t normally that big and fat F.Y.I)^
Look at how open and wide it is….and it WOULD NOT stop bleeding….
He stresses me out…
Trust me when I say that I would rather be Inside then suffer the humidity that is Texas weather right now OUTSIDE. I didn’t even want to leave the house for coffee this morning.
THAT and nothing particularly eventful has taken place in my life. Other then i have decided to change my name….
ME: Rol, I’m going to change my name to “Pilar Encarnacion”
*He’s buried behind is laptop screen with the world of warcraft blasting from his laptop speakers*
ME: Roland…..? *sigh*
So yes, I am going this week to change my name to Pilar Maria Marivel Encarnacion the first.
He could have stopped me but he was too busy trying to get to level 40, so now he is going to have to address me by full NEW name in order for me to respond.
*Anyway*
A huge cockroach ran over my foot the other day. Nothing new in the old ass house I live in. Roaches in Texas are kind of like roaches in Florida. 
Comes with the territory. Anywhere where its as humid as it is here there are bound to be HUGE, flying, creepy ass roaches to run over your feet while you are minding your own business..
Like, my old friend that used to live in my sink at my old apartment. His name was Esteban, and he sure did love to scare the fuck out of me. Little mofo!
*shivers*
It’s weird. There wasn’t a lot of things that I was afraid of growing up. And asteroid impact wasn’t one of them until maybe I was about 23 or 24 years old. It began with dreams. Incredibly vivid reoccurring dreams of me sitting in the middle of a old outdoor basket ball court. Sitting with numerous other people watching this star fall….. But it wasn’t like any falling star that I ever saw before. This one fell slow….long….and it was HUGE. The trail of fire it left could be seen for miles. It was the only source of light in the inky sky. No one around me moves….we all just stare at it fall…….it seems like years. I never see it hit. I always wake up before it hits.
I ALWAYS have this dream. I’m always in this basketball court. And I am Always with everyone else. The mood is melancholy. But it seems like I am the ONLY one who feels a sense of panic about what is going to happen. People in the distance are BBQ-ing and I can smell the smoke of the charcoal in the pit. The basketball court is old because while the “star” falls I pull more and more of the grass growing through the cracks out. Behind me I can hear people praying to their gods, and crying. Telling their children how much they love them and to not be afraid.
But in the dream I am the ONLY one who seems to be afraid. The only one who feels panic. Everyone else seems to have accepted this fate that is staring them in the face. Where as i haven’t. My heart is a terrible beating mess when I wake up.
Ive had this dream for the past 3 nights….
The power of Christ compels you? : "Don’t you hate it when your neighbors keep you up all night, expelling demons with the power of Christ? One smart blogger has not only captured the holy event on video, but posted the perfect follow-up note." 
"Thanks to Nichole East for posting this happening on her Flickr. Now who wants to translate? All I hear is, "now leave this person now, leave this person NOW!""
PS. Nothing scary happens in this video Mom, its safe to watch. lol
All I know is that they say “Now” like every 5 seconds….if i was a demon that would annoy me to the point of leaving….
How effin cool is that??!! He talks to you and says your name now!! Its about time!
I would hunt down goofy so i could make him do that “Ahhhhh who who whooo oooooweie!” (the sound he makes when he falls) That would be beyond awesome!
Yep, so i completely forgot to tell you how Roland had a accident while playing football last Saturday…..
I don’t know what happened, if it got caught on someone’s jersey or what…but he Semi ripped his fingernail off…and it was just hanging there….
So we got home…and he decided that he should probably rip it off because it was just going to hurt and get torn off anyway….. So he did……
And i filmed it….
The first time he tried to rip it off his hand slipped and it made a god awful tearing, ripping noise….ugh *shivers* it was so awful….. Now he has no fingernail….
(sorry for the shitty video quality, i recorded it on my phone)
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