This UbyKotex commercial goes out to the laaadies

I can really appreciate a commercial like this. Sometimes I get extremely skeptic about who's creating these advertisements etc. and how they're catering to a mindset that is being cultured in this society, but then I remember that not everyone thinks like I do (which is good, I guess, I'm weird as hell) and that most women don't realize the stupid shit "they" use to advertise to us. Especially damn cotex/tampon commercials.

This commercial is amusing as hell, and reminds me of Target Women, a great way to help ladies open their eyes a little to the kinds of generalizations it implies about women. I mean, I've noticed these things before, but until I saw that it was never really put in words (for me, personally). And so, I pass this on, as it has been passed down to me, and shall be for generations to come. But like, e-generations, which is about a year or so in real life.

First Bill 6, now this?

Seen above: Kids 17 and under vs. Miami Dade/Florida.
So I'm not sure if y'all are aware but Miami is passing a curfew law affecting 17 year old and younger citizens, taking effect May 1st.

Personally, I'm not allowed out too late and my parents care about me so they rather pick me up than have friends drive me around, so this curfew doesn't dramatically affect my life. But I know other Miami kids, and I see how they spend their weekend. I mean, this is Miami, man. We party all the time down here.

The following paragraph(s) are just rough draft teenage ideas on the flaws of this new law and ways it can be bypassed. I'm sure teenage masterminds who know how to do these things will appreciate the advice. I'm sure my ideas are flawed as well, but they're just thoughts, okay!

• This problem they're trying to fix is basically downtown. Liberty City, Little Haiti, Overtown and Upper Eastside. Are you for real, Miami? Leave Kendall, Westcester, Doral, Sunset, Pinecrest, Killian and everyone else out of it! It is clearly a bigger issue there.
  
• You can be out 'til whenever if you're with a 21 year old. What does a difference of four years make? The difference is one can legally drink. That's practical as hell.
  
• If you're working a job and are stopped past curfew you can say you're coming home from work. I can buy a uniform on eBay in a week if you really want me to. Really. If you're babyfaced enough and say this without looking like a liar, then I'm sure you can get away with this.
  
• Police are going to be catching kids past curfew and will take 'em down to the station where their parents need to get up in the middle of the night and pick up their kids downtown. You'd think that'd be the popular choice, I mean why wouldn't parents take care of their own kids? Well they're offering the option of a cop taking your kid home on top of that Guess what option I'm thinkin' most people will pick... you guessed it! The one where they don't have to get out of bed.
  
• I think they could use all this energy to super-mega-hyper-fine people who speed or drunk drive. I also think this is just really silly in general. I don't know, Miami's got to get itself put together. It's getting pretty annoying. Mostly the way I feel about it is that it's not going to make a significant impact and will thus get annoying for the youth who are not involved involved in criminal activity. I don't know what else to tell you!

All in all, the curfew is not that bad but I still think it sucks. Sunday through Thursday until 11pm, Friday to Saturday until 12am? Nah nah, you gotta chill with that Miami.

Read the article here @ The Herald

Heartbreak

Love in its purest form, bro. BRB CRYING AT YOUTUBE VIDEOS.

High school, we are over

The only appropriate connection I can think of that sums up my desire to finish high school is that of a break up. I've never dumped someone before, but I'm thinking that's what this feels like, at least if you're dumping high school. I've grown tired of this routine, I don't know how to please you anymore, high school. You're way too clingy, high school. You need to give me some space. Stop calling my house when I'm not around. Stop leaving me messages about you and some county-wide events you want me to go to. God, you're so weird, I don't even know why I liked you at all, high school. I'm moving on to bigger and better things. College is way more understanding. College understands my needs. Leave me alone or I'm calling the fucking cops, high school.

Are you done?

Note to self: Start watching Everybody Hates Chris.

This gem is courtesy of Joel.

I can't stop touching it

Check it out, I have a gnarly ass blister on my middle finger! I never have injuries! It stings like crazy and I keep on touching it. But I much rather spend my time messing around with my blister than actually doing spanish and marine biology homework or something. Moral of the story: You are not fireproof.

Less than 15 minutes of fame

Nothing funnier than seeing Snooki look miserable as hell at a frozen yogurt/ice cream place near where you live. Quality.

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The Bloody Beetroots and I are in love and I don't care who knows. If you like electro house/badass electro at all, you know about them. They're amazing. I can't wait to see them live again.

Intro outro midtro

Oh hello, didn't see you there. I'll try to make this brief. My name is Karina, I am seventeen years old, alive and well, and living in Miami, Florida. I have wanted to start a fancy blog for a while!

Funfact: The name of this blog was inspired by my friend Danielle, whom I love dearly. She once said that my last name when pronounced a certain way sounded like "tell us." We joked that my full name could then sound like, "Karina, tell us!" and with that clever play on words I could totally start an advice blog under that title. I don't want to give everybody advice though, so I'll just write about stuff instead. Hopefully you will enjoy my blog and all it has to offer, which is so much because I am so cool.

But seriously, this is what you can expect from my blog: Crazy things I see on the internet, in my life, and on television. Lots of pop-culture rants and reviews. Lots of bolshevik antics. Lots of exploration in feminism and other social cal. Lots of gushing about, oh I don't know, anything I really like and want to share with the e-world. I hope you can grow to love reading all the nonsense I'll post on a regular basis, because I much rather do this than anything else remotely productive in my life. Enjoy!