Thursday, October 10, 2013

Chisme (pronounced: Cheese-meh)

I seriously can't stress how much I wish I had some privacy. As I have said before I live in a room with my mom, sister and brother.
As much I love them being around I hate them being around...
  • Add in the fact that I'm Mexican! In Mexican households everything is gossip. Everyone and everything is open game. They will talk about you in front of you as if you weren't there and they will talk shit about you if they feel so.
...Say I meet up with my girlfriend and she breaks up with me. They will know we broke up before I get home. My aunts will be meeting up how I fucked up. That's I did this. I did that. She was a slut anyway. They just like their two cents in.

Now my mom takes this to a whole new level. If I leave the room: "A donde vas?" (Where you going?) 
  • Some of you might think that's nothing my parents do that. Yeah but do you have to see your parents everyday, so they know exactly when you are leaving? At least you have your own room to hide.
  • By the way, if you continue to read you will learn some Spanish words and sayings. Just not the ones you learned when you had Spanish 2 in High School.
...If I had my own room, I could be able to sneak out the window to leave and come late at night. If I leave, everyone knows about it.  The next day my brother, sister or mother will tell me what I was off doing.

When I come from work and change into short someone will say where you going? Can't a person just change? Or is that too much!

When I was little and I got into trouble, where was I too cry? "Go to my room!" Um we are in my room. This is everyone's room. My brother and sister would watch me cry. Do you know how hard that is for my to comprehend as a child! Now I'm not here just to complain about how I deserve better. I just want to tell a story that probably hasn't been heard.



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