Some basic stuff about me: I'm from Texas, but my Dad is from El Salvador. Despite this I do not speak a lick of Spanish, though I can German fairly well. I also English well too, please note the lovely vocabulary that is my blog title. I attend a University and study Geology. Rocks are my passion, unlike fashion.
Warning: I do post ponies. Why? Because it's a good show. You should watch an episode, it's surprisingly good.
My blog is not typically saturated from them, but it's definitely one of the regular things I post.
There's a lot of Scenery, Geology, Animals, Pokemon and whatever I find humorous or interesting on this blog. Essentially, I re-blog anything I like, as this is my personal blog you see.
Spock: Puttin Bitches in there place.
I took summer school to get some classes done ahead of time before my freshman year of high school.
I decided it best to get comms out of the way. In my class there was this very pretty Hispanic girl who sat in front of me.
Now mind, summer school is essentially a prison, so I never talked to anyone in that class… until one day we had some weird playdough project going on. We had to share a lump of playdough.
We were conversing and I mentioned that I was of Hispanic descent as well. She rattled something off in Spanish to which I replied I couldn’t speak it. She then asked if I was going to take Spanish in high school. I told her of my plans to take German.
She then proceeded to shriek about “my shame of heritage,” and then wrung my arm around my back and whispered that she could easily break it. Mutherfucking teacher “didn’t see anything” though I was sprawled out on my desk. Other students were laughing, no one was doing anything as she continued to pull my arm backwards.
Aaaaannnnd that’s why I had trust issues with other Hispanics in that part of Texas for a long time.