Le Crush

You guys, click on this link for some song that was relatable at the moment. Right click on the video and click “loop.”
Okay, now that the mood’s been set…
Ah, crushes.
What. A. Wonder.
The thing is I’m currently crushing hard. Mega-hard. I don’t even know the guy and I like him.
Anyways, to all the people out there crushing on a lad or a gal who doesn’t know of their existence: I feel you bro. Like, nothing we can do but sit tight.
Arg, matey. Why am I like this?
The problem with crushes is that you like this person so much and you just want to keep liking them and get to know them. You want to be a little more than strangers, but you’re either morbidly afraid of going up to them and being like, “Hey, I like your face” without sounding like a total creep or they avoid you.
This friend of mine has a crush on a lad her age and he knows; the whole grade knows and keeps reminding him. She doesn’t like him anymore, she likes our other friend who is super nice and cute. The first dude avoids her like the plague though. I’d hate being in her spot.
The thing about us girls is that we sometimes fall for people who are… um… not good for us. Or we don’t have a clue who they are. It’s sad, really. We might have a lad who is probably the most amazing and the friendliest and charming and just plain awesome right in front of us yet we seem to avoid him and go for some awful dude and just harm everyone involved.
Yup. In short, life’s a complicated jumble of complications.
Now a talk about my love life (not much to it to be quite frank). Can you even consider a crush as love life because if you can’t, then I have no love life, really.
Anyways, I like this boy. I’d show you a picture, but that’s pretty risky since lots of people I know in real life check this blog.
The first thing you notice about him is his laugh. His laugh is like a baby’s; when you hear it, you just feel better and want to laugh along; it’s so unlike a laugh I’ve heard. It’s like one of those laughs girls from chick flicks seem to have that echo and are fake but his is just so real. That’s one of the reasons I like him so freaking much.
His smile is so just… different? Amazing? Charming? It’s just a little bit of everything that manages to still be perfection.
What I like about him most though is how he acts. His actions seem to be like they were planned ahead of time, so steady, so unlike me.
Now that I think about it more, I think I like him because he’s the complete opposite of me. He truly is.
He’s shockingly (like, it’s not a shock, but he’s just soooooo cute x ∞) cute. And smart. I don’t know if he’s book smart since I haven’t really known him for starters all too long, but he has this aura that exudes from him and he sure is someone who knows a lot and you can tell is spiritually strong and powerful. I don’t know, man, but there’s just something about him.
For the sake of privacy and all that lunaticity (is that even a word?) and since lots of people I know in real life read this, I’ll give him a nickname. My best friend Lavender (nickname I came up with now since I don’t feel she’d like to be part of this blog) and I used to come up with so many nicknames for people so we could talk about them behind their back and not be afraid of being caught by instructors or by the person. Don’t worry: we never talked bad about them, don’t kill me.

Fellow dweebs: I’d like to introduce you to Lavender, my best friend for what seems like eons. Lavender – people who follow my blog.

Anyway, we christened my current crush (I sound like I’ve liked a whole lot of boys hen that is totally not the case, I’ve just known Lavender since long ago) as Tuesday. Why a day of the week, I don’t know. All I know is that it stuck because I liked this other dude before him and we called him Saturday (or at least I think, he’s old news now) because his name started with an S.
So welcome Tuesday to the blog. Tuesday is a guy I’ve had a crush on since I met him which was in February I think. Around that time.
If you could meet Tuesday, I bet you’d like him too. That’s how he is.
There are lots of good and bad things that come with crushes. Some good are you seem to feel happier and have some sort of reason to live (I just cringed at the thought, it sounds so cliché) and you just have something that keeps your mind off of some things. It’s a great feeling. But then you also seem to become more self-conscious. Seem to think you have to please the person you like and make them “notice” you when that is not the case. You don’t have to change yourself just because a person won’t accept you. If they don’t accept you, screw them, amirite? There’s seven billion people out of there and they were just one of them.

Another bad thing about crushes is a crush is not something serious. It’s a thing that may last a week and change. It’s like food, you might feel a day is ramen noodle worthy and the next day feel like you want gourmet dinner cooked by a real life chef.
To add on to that, they distract you so freaking much. For example, I had this essay I had to write and it was my final. I spent two hours just reading cliché stuff online about crushes like relatable posts and memes and tips and everything. This always, always seems to happen. It’s as inevitable as oblivion.

Well, I’ll leave you guys to it since I have some stuff to do. Bye and I’ll catch you on the flip side. Peace.
Let’s pray Mama V gets better luck.

Novelas: Romanticizing a Whole $%^#load of Things

Okay, I’m going to rant for a bit. Just a warning, but there may be a tad of rambling with some errors because yeah, that’s me. Let’s start.

I’m a sucker for a happy ending. I’m also a sucker for a good plot and storyline and characters not being killed off.

*Cough* Suzanne Collins *cough*

I am also a big fan of telenovelas. For those of you who aren’t familiar with them, they’re just Hispanic/Latino soap operas. Sort of like The Young and the Restless. They’re quite famous for having the characters all glammed up with makeup, overreactions, and the following meme:

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Both of my parents are Mexican and in our home, novelas are our Keeping Up with the Kardashians, in a way. They’re incredibly dramatic and have some really over-the-top acting. There are lots of great actresses and actors and very talented writers.

At our household, we normally enjoy the ones with guns and drugs and cartels and everything. My mother’s dad and she would watch things like that when they were younger and my dad’s just been into that stuff since forever.

Now that I’ve stated all that, let’s get on to the good stuff.

Novelas, first of all, seem to make the lady protagonist very dainty and very weak compared to the male lead. Now, occasionally, some novela comes out saying that the woman lead is a strong, independent lady who doesn’t need a man to validate her worth, but that’s a whole bunch of bull%^&$.

Why am I cursing so much?

Back to the point though, you can’t have someone that’s an independent leader and who is very, hmm… love needing or reassured security, you know? It may not have sounded right, but the woman in the novela is typically the one who needs saving, the damsel in distress, but it may not be shown as the traditional way. The woman may be some sort of workaholic who isn’t very chill, who’s really stressed. Enter stage left, a man who will somehow make things better and lead you to the right direction (did anyone notice the play on words). The woman may be someone who is self-conscious and insecure. Or, like this one novela that started a bit ago, she may be a fan of some rich dude or some actor. They fall in love and it’s sort of that whole situation of a celebrity falling in love with a fan.

The point of all that writing for those of you that didn’t understand was that women are still being portrayed in a very sexist manner. Machismo (it couldn’t find an English way to say it, but just look it up) is still present in the film industry. It’s probably going to stay that way for a long time.

Oh, and can we just talk about the place fo LGBTQ people in novelas? You don’t typically see any, and I mean any, characters who are part of the LGBTQ community. When there are some, the show typically tries to make them the hero and try to make being lesbian, bisexual, genderqueer, etc., incredibly okay (which it absolutely is). But here’s the bad thing: aside from that one show, the other shows on the same channel or the same show itself seem to make the characters comply with associated stereotypes and labels given to people who are LGBTQ. And that’s really upsetting because they try to make it look okay, but then at the same time, are ridiculing it and making it seem dumb, irrational, or unusual.

There’s this one show – it’s not a novela, but it’s shown on Univision which is this very important Hispanic channel that shows novelas too – about this guy who’s boss sleeps in his apartment after him and his wife get a divorce.

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Some of you people who watch this stuff may already know what it’s called. Durmiendo con mi Jefe (Sleeping With my Boss), like I said a bit earlier, is about some guy. His boss lives with him after a divorce because his wife got a whole bunch of property and most of what was his. Anyway, the boss has a daughter and son – they’re both adults – and they seem to not like him because of his conservative views and his affair with another woman and him being the reason the divorce actually happened. The son mentioned above is gay. I’m happy they have a person who isn’t straight on this show, but they seem to make jokes about the son.A

Aall. The. Freaking. Time.They have this one episode about the guy finding out the boss’s son is gay and they try hiding it from the boss. It’s just bad, I’m getting a headache trying to summarize it.

They have this one episode about the guy finding out the boss’s son is gay and they try hiding it from the boss. It’s just bad, I’m getting a headache trying to summarize it.

They crack some jokes about him being too feminine and being too this and that. They say jokes about how he’s gay and how his dad, who’s the “greatest guy” and “hot” and a whole bunch of blasphemy, is so masculine. It’s so dumb.

Another bad thing is that you don’t really see any difference in the protagonists. The protagonists are generally some skinny, muscular, “attractive” people. I said “attractive” because they’re typically models and body builders and things like that. They’re people that may be deemed as attractive and sexy by large amounts of people.

For example, Wendy Gonzalez is this model who then acted on Como Dice el Dicho. She got some huge fame for that. They get some models with a physique that is so not us. Most people don’t have abs. People on TV do though and since they see them getting chicks and dudes, they may feel pressured to do whatever they can to get that body. They tell us to practice body acceptance when they’re aren’t really any celebrities that have bodies like us. That’s just my thought on it.

And the fact that they romanticize things like being an immigrant sucks! There’s this one novela that finally ended.

I mean, I liked it, but I just liked all the slaps and the petty drama. That’s me. When your life’s as bland as a cracker, you have to go with the next best thing: TV.

Anyway, Vino el Amor was that type of novela that has this strong female lead, but at the same time, she is not strong nor independent. Her emotions were in such a turmoil and she can’t freaking make her mind on what guy sh]’\)Le wants. She keeps changing them like a pair of underwear.

The novela is about immigrants who work at this vineyard. They’re illegal in the beginning, but after some of them get deported, the boss fills out paperwork and the workers there become naturalized citizens.

The people deported is the protagonist and her father. The father dies, she goes back to the U.S.

Before I go on, it’s a remake of this Chilean novela, La Chúcara. 

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Just look at the similarities.

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And the thing is that they weren’t released to far apart. La Chúcara was released in 2014 and Vino el Amor in late 2016.

It just romanticized the notion of being an immigrant. Like, not too many people get married to some middle-aged sickly rich dude when they’re, like, 20. I just felt it was a bit too meh and like the writers were trying to make something normal, that’s common, into a novela. It didn’t work.

They’ve done it again with this novela. This one seems more acceptable since it is meant to be really different and really not relatable. There’s a whole bunch of things we don’t see much of like singing corporations and stuff like that.

To any novela writers, stop doing the above and try to implement actual relatable things and putting more people that look like us and are us into your shows.