Thursday, June 20, 2013

Everyone should find some form of spirituality in their lives, that is, something they can look to to help change themselves. It isn't tangible or physical change but change in the way you think and view the world and it doesn't have to be religion that you look to but more often than not, we find people turning to a higher and vernerable power. In Rudolph Anaya's Bless Me, Ultima, Antonio is a boy who has

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Jeddah

Chambalanes, rosaries, music, family, food, and big dresses are all parts of one of the most special times in many Latin girls' lives: their Quinceanera. It is their fifteenth birthday where many (or few) come to celebrate the coming of age and to wish the birthday girl good luck and happiness in her life. In certain countries like Mexico, Quinceanera have become very glamorized from the dresses they wear, to the entertainment that you hire, while places like Argentina  Although the traditions from country to found and region to region change, the transition into woman hood is the crux of the celebration throughout Latin America cultures. 

Sunday, May 26, 2013




The face.


Body Heat is Comforting.


This will be my tumblr since nobody will see it.

The XX.

The xx is a band that can make you double take upon hearing their soft spoken lyrics and heavy yet subtle beats that drive their music. Look at me I sound like a reviewer. I have turned to the xx recently because they are great for enhancing your depressing feelings by allowing room for introspection along side enjoyment of their music. Why might you ask am I talking about the xx, simple my life is depressing me. 

I have this friend.. Well I have two friends but either one could be that friend. Anyways, Octavio is a very homosexual person that I have known since freshman year, Russell was my best friend in kindergarten and then he left and after we would periodically see each other at ALPS. Octavio and I started to become closer to Russell recently (by that I mean all get high together and fuck shit up more or less) and a few nights ago Octavio called me at one forty in the morning drunk out of his mind. We started to talk about what had happened and at one point he blurted out: "Im not a virgin and I blew Russell, and he sucked my dick!" It was a lot to process that early in the morning especially since Russell is straight and he also sucked two gay dudes off. 

I am one of those people who doesn't give a shit; not in the fuck off I really couldn't care less way but rather the I don't judge, hang loose sort of guy. It's a way I wish more people would see me as because I feel like they'd  would be more fun since they don't have to worry. The problem with our culture today is that nobody wants to be laid back anymore, they all crave something that will make them feel like they are important enough to care about. They do this with by tethering to people and not allowing that person to live the fullest that they can because they will always have to worry about the person that keeps tethering onto them. It over complicates all of things that should be simple pleasures. Maybe this is why I don't want a relationship.

Back to the point. My life is filled with people that like dick, my friends are either gay or girls and although I love Octavio like a brother it was nice to have Russell as one of my best friends that was straight. We could talk about things... that are straight... or something like that. Although I don't give a shit and still look at Russell as a straight man, I can't help but feel that their gay experience has made the two closer and I don't know if Russell and I will be as close and it bums me the fuck out. I kind of have a man crush on Russell and wanted us to be like Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly in stepbrothers where they were best friends that just clicked. I didn't want to exclude Octavio because he is awesome and even though I don't tell him that enough it's something I don't want to lose. I wanted us all to be best friends but I don't know if that will happen now. 

When Octavio told me about his night with Russell, I had to stop and think so I turned on the xx and it all because glam rock history. I don't know where we stand, Russell and I, and it is incredibly frustrating to not have any contact with my two best friends to talk it out. Even if we were together, they probably wouldn't want to talk about it and it might just become awkward to the extreme. I need to keep my head clear and turn off the xx. They have been good to me but being depressed and pensive for too long just doesn't suit me very well, neither does cutting but that's another talk for another time.  

Christopher Michael Estrada

Thursday, January 31, 2013

This video is just.... wow. I could not have filmed it any other way, it really shows that people in other countries have some competency.

How not to become a Hipster.

          I feel out of place. I am not an extreme introvert that can go around to people and immediately not be awkward like some some people can. I also cant be an introvert that wants to talk about idiotic things and manga all day like others can. I almost went down that path in my elementary career: the Asian persuasion where Japanese comics and shows are ALL that you talk about to with your friends and be infatuated with Asian culture. Although I do enjoy watching Naruto sometimes, that is definitely not me.

          On the opposite end of the spectrum, we have those girls that want to be fooled around with by guys, and those guys that want to talk about the laborious parts of a bike and sports. If you don't do any of these things, it won't work out to well. I much rather prefer to go and have fun with people that wont judge the things that you like or don't like. People that will get high and fucked up with me that will say the words bitch and nigga and shit that just want to chill and not take anything too seriously. That is what in my life right now and i feel like this need is not adequately being fulfilled at the moments.

          People become passively defensive about things that they don't necessarily like. Sure they can be nice about it all they want and be "cool" with it but they fail to embrace all of someone which is why they start to tolerate you, not your friend. "Why can't we all just be friends?" sounds like something a hippie stoner from the seventies would say but i feel like it is true. My school has become so divided... well that and they are probably the non-embracers that I expect. I am not saying that all kids from other schools embrace everything that comes at them because they most definitely are not but that kids from other schools, even some from my own school do meet some of my expectations but for the most part don't.

          I feel like the people that I am trying to explain is are those that society recognizes as hipster. Let me be clear about what my definition of hipster is. First, the word hipster is and will only be a lifestyle that society would like to obtain but can't therefore calls those who can. People who want to be hipsters and emulate them in their being are labeled as hipsters because they are the closest to reaching the unobtainable goal of actually being a hipster. The reason that it is unattainable is because they are trying to get there. The keyword here is trying, trying to become something that can't be obtained. The minute that you try to become hipster you most certainly are not.

           I have been talking about this "goal" but have not really explained what it is yet. Well it is to have a good sense of style that is something that you wear to satisfy you. It has to be something cohesive in an acceptable way. That may sound like i am contradicting myself and implying that you are dressing for other people but if wearing fishnets, chaps, and a Hawaiian shirt truly makes you happy, you're mentality is probably borderline psyche ward patient and sad old person that want to be young again. If you want to dress hipster, you have to dress by mixing style and age.

       

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

I wonder if the teachers ever get tired of bullshit from kiss-ass students. I sure as hell do.