Why Lord Why?

Oh lord, I know I am gonna go to hell for this one. I have been going to several hospitals for the past month or so because my father-in-law has an illness ( I will update you all later, its too upsetting to discuss openly to strangers for now). Anyways, I realized and noticed more in depth the high degree of vanity that runs through me... well see this is the thing. Whenever you leave your regular and normal surroundings you notice certain things. I tend to notice people. People who are facked up and jacked up looking. I am talking about people who do not deserve to walk around in public and should be kept in plastic bubbles inside caves. I am talkin about those people you look at and are like, "Damn! Did they just fall off the ugly tree and hit every branch on their way down" people.
I don't know where these people are from and I like to keep it that way. It's the same way whenever you go to the local state or county fair and there are all these monster and goblin lookin people around, but they are not in custume---they are regular people...The freaks come out at the damn fairs here in Miami lol i swear to God!
But I mean damn... it just makes you think about how many others there are alllll over the world....


Anyways, I have a really funny example of this one guy who is a man-nurse there at the hospital that my father-in-law is currently at. He looks like he is in his 40s and he is such a funny lookin fack. It is amazing to me the strength and amount of courage and ability to convince himself of his daily dilemma. See the thing is that hes a guy who is obviously bald okay...and he uses hair plugs and on top of that he sprays his scalp. You know what that is. For those of you who don't. There is a spray (kinda like a spray paint - in a spray paint bottle or aerosole bottle) that you are supposed to spray on your head to make the illusion that you are not hairless - just you know - you have a naturally BLACK SCALP. And theres different colors: black, brown, grey, and even white! Well this poor man-nurse walks around all day seeing patients who can obviously see his balding head and fake "tape job" done on his hairline on his forehead. He has reconstructed a new hairline for his forehead. It really is the funniest shit you have ever seen in the world. I can understand you got like a lil tiny swirl and you spray it and maybe comb some hair over it...and it can give off that illusion... But if you're full blown bald and have 4 hair plugs that stick out like sore thumbs and on top of that spray black paint on your bald head and we can all see the black scalp with the dripping-paint-from sweat- forehead hair line ....we know its not real. Not only that...its been raining crazy in Miami...and that shit was tore up today lol And to just top it really all off...he be short....Yea, the man is short....EVERYONE CAN SEE THE DAMN HEAD.... Even if you didn't want to look at his head that the only thing that you see...Oh yea...you all know how bright those lights be at the hospital and the nursing stations... lol ohhhh it is too funny. If I have the audacity I will try to take a picture of the "phenominally bald-spray-painted man-nurse" lol heheh

peace out,
kikimia

Random thoughts..

So today was pretty boring. The only excitement I had (excitement being another brush with death - and my heart beating at 50 beats per second) was when I was driving to school on the expressway and a crazy rainstorm -"hurrincaneisc" (thats right i made it up! You can make weather words up when living in Miami).
Anyways, this crazy rainstorm was falling and of course to my luck I happened to be driving in my mothers Mini Cooper (my car is currently in the shop) which i swear is a death trap with its match box size and all. So for the rest of the 30 min drive which is usually 15 mins from my house to school, I was driving at 35 MPH (speed limit is 60 MPH) because there was shit to see, it was literally sheets of white rain and all I used for reference to the road was the handy hazard lights of the vehicles ahead of me. Now that I think of it i could have fallen in the ditch near by lol but oh well.
Anyways, these facking Mini Coopers (yes, Fack is spelled currectly) whoever invented constructing tiny facking cars that are supposed to be "cute" to women (in other words an impulse buy) is an idiot. Especially in Miami. You have to have a high car because of the weather here. If its not sunny its got these ridiculous "hurricaneisc" rain storms. Not to mention they happen through out the year, and right now its fackin hurricane season already so go figure. Anyways, my point is because of the tiny match box size of this car I got splashed on constantly by other cars. I am talking about a other compact cars, trucks, SUVs, fackin motorcycles, shit even bicycles! Well the water that was once clear rain is now muddy and dirty and lands on the windshield and and messes my view up even more. On top of that, I have to worry about the force of wind that is produced by other vehicles that rush by me and the car swirving all over the place. I am not saying my personal car is best car in the world ( Kia Sportage) but its fackin better than the match box death trap.
I also wanted to add a new section today:

Phrases of the day I learned:

"blue-ribbon fuck"
"championship asshole"

This is an old phrase that my boyfriend uses all the time and it is my alltime favorite:
"It's hotter than two rats fuckin in a wool sock" I love this one, this is when you have those summer days that are blazin hot and you can fry an egg on side walk hahaha Love ittt.....It's pretty popular...

I am out by ya'll!
kikimia lives on...

Daily Views, Pop Culture, Rants, and News: A heart-warming tale: Why I despise organized religion..

This is a link to the page of one of my readers that left me a comment. Thanks by the way oh and yeah i LOVE THIS BLOG !! MUAH CHeck it out ya'll

Daily Views, Pop Culture, Rants, and News: A heart-warming tale: Why I despise organized religion..

DOOO DOOO DOO DOO UPDATE UPDATE DOOO DOO DOO

My bad, my bad I have been delaying my project and have not been able to breathe on the internet lately...people be having problems man!

Okay, so back on 6/19/06 I left a post saying I was going to start my famous "I can't believe you're wearing that shit" photo shoot and questionnaire. But after further review and consideration from some people about the consequences that can occur (Like a fat bitch puttin a stomp on my assss) I have reconsidered actually addressing these individuals/ victims of fat and improper clothing. Sooo, this means I will be Snapping pics of these people without them knowing and I will then conceal their identities with lil black stars on their eyes thanks to photo shop.

I have a friend who has already taken pictures for her and my amusement. Her first victim is this girl we had in class last semester and now this new semester in school she has been blessed with having her for another course! She is a heffftttyyy-bag lookin chick that I had happened to nick name "SLOTH" - she walks rather slow due to her weight and the rubbing of her jeans on her legs and uses her arms to flail foward to walk. Since sloths actually use trees for movement - I guess you can say she be lookin more like "Big Foot" (you know the Big Foot monster that supposively lives in the forrests? If you need more reference check out the movie "HArry and the Hendersons") It basically balances her out.

Now, this might seem mean but when I show ya'll what I'm talking bout, you shall see and understand my pain. Anyways, I am also adding here today a lil diddi that my accomplice has sent me to further promote my quest for the truth and a lil more understanding from you all about my feelings about these things that go on in MIAMI .
I hope you enjoy it and appreciate it for what its worth. MUAH to you all:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCHHF-XbJ-Y

Oh yeah, a further announcement. I will be creating kind of like a Dictioanary of certain "terms of endearment" that people I know and I use all the time. SO that everyone can be kept up to date. Examples like Jumanji lookin crack whore and Fackin Mankey bitch. Things like that ...
luv, kikimia