Not about frequency, not about quality.....

(FYI [Not about quantity, not about quality.... ] was the original title...)
I was definitely not made for blogging... xD can you tell? I post really often, and well it's not about quantity... right? It's not about quality either.... but... hey! I get b- for effort... xD

So... life has been a bit crappy at the moment, nothing mayor. Well, not nothing mayor, but nothing I'm not used to. And I don't know if that is right. Don't get me wrong, my life is pretty fantastic. I'm healthy (just don't make me run/go up many stairs), I have an amazing family, food on my plate every day, great friends, all my limbs, and more matherial things than most people in the world. And it sound horrible, but that is what keeps me going, what keeps me from breaking down. (It doesn't sound horrible now... but...)

Last night I saw an ad in the tv. I'm one of those weird cases of people who "watch the tv". By this I mean, I don't really watch the series/cartoons/news/whatever, I stare at the tv, I rearly ever pay attention to it. I spend my time daydreaming. It pretty much goes like this; I turn on the tv, I try to find something that is, not entertaining, but, not boring(?); then I watch in the tv for about 5 min, and then pretend to watch it for 10 min. and then turn it off. But yesterday, it took me forever to find a pseudo-entertaining program, during my channel surfing and ad caught my attention, don't really remember what it was about. I staid on that channel for a while and then this ad (the one mention in the first sentence in this paragraph) came up. There was a montage of a poor family, and this female voice (who was supposed to be the mother shown in the pictures, but by her language and voice tone it was obvious it wasn't[how stupid do the people who do the ads think we are? they do that all the time, do they really think we don't notice?!?]) and she said something in the lines of "I hope we can get something to eat TODAY, tomorrow? don't even ask me. I just hate that all I can give them (her two daughters 7ish and 3ish) sometimes is a piece of bread for both." much better said, longer, and well just better. It made me cry. Pouring, really.

It made me fell stupid, because I'm worrying about really silly things. This people worry about how they will survive another day. I worry about why someone doesn't speak to me anymore, or why someone had to go. What the hell is wrong with me!?

Another somewhat related story... just... for.. fun...(?)

About six months ago I went to the capital with mi uncle (who if you must now, is one of the closest persons in my life, more like a best friend than an uncle), went there to go buy something don't remember what (it was a present for someone if I recall correctly), and on our way back we got stuck in traffic, we moved a meter per hour (not really but it seamed that way at the time).

He is one of those persons who (unlike myself (believe or not)) doesn't like silence.

So we ended up talking about the weather, the news, the light, the man with the donkey that used to pass by our house and didn't pass no more, why wearing glasses was jokes, why it wasn't, and then, I don't know how it came up but, we started to speak about Bill Gates. (I'm a mac user by the way, and I don't hate windows, even if I like to make people believe I do, which I really don't. I care little about the matter.) And somehow the fact that Slim (Carlos Slim) had been recently (not really) named the richest man alive by forbes magazine.

He appeared to be content with the situation (He said something in the lines of “So, isn’t it good that Slim is over Gates.”). Thing that disturbed me deeply. So I asked him to elaborate. He said that it was a great honor that the riches man alive was a fellow mexican. And then I exploded. It is very hard for me to understand how can a country so pour have the richest man alive. It’s very disturbing. He said well he helps some charity organizations. Okay... does he give half of his monthly income to charity? I don’t think so! I don’t understand how he can sleep at night. Why does he need all the money he’s got? No offense but I doubt he will live for long. And he’s family is provably already covered for the next fifty years. I buy an iPod and feel like hell because it’s a waste of money, and this guy arg! It just made me extremely upset. I got so upset I got moist eyes, and then, I started swobbing, and he just tried to comfort me. But it’s something that is constantly on my mind.

I sometimes have trouble sleeping if I bought an unnecessary thing that day. Or if I spent too much money in something that I could have bought cheaper. Maybe it’s just me... maybe I’m insane or something.

Ok.. that was a bit pointless, and unnecessary. Thank god no one reads this! sorry for all the mmm... lack of vocabulary and eloquence, but I’m really sleepy but I needed to get some stuff out of my chest (and that’s just the tip of the iceberg).

A bit of ranting anyone? If you read all of it, you are amazing. I’m sorry if I made you waste about 5 minutes of your time.

Mmmm... fell like I’m forgetting something.... guess it’s not important n.n

Sooo tired!

side note; I love how I open a parenthesis to (acording to myself) just say something quick about the matter but not as important and the I just want to explore that subject.