A quick one.

FUCKING HELLA BUSY WEEK I'M HAVING.
Right now my  laptop clock says that it is 12:01 am.
This is probably the only blog entry I'm gonna give you this week 'cause I'm EXTRA DAMN BUSY. Seriously, as I write this my eyes are doing their best to avoid I stay up late, but what the hell.
My social service program already started, despite all the trouble I went trying to actually find something decent and not absolutely boring to do. I got to go to college everyday, as always, as member of a supporting team for diffusion of cultural activities inside the Arts Faculty.
Also I'm trying to get a car for us to go to set the location of our upcoming video along witth the crew and check times and makeup artists and dressing (it's good I have our manager Cintya to support me and the girls in this kind of things).
But the best part is that we're having TWO gigs this week: one on thursday and the other one on friday. We're performing for the first time a song that we finally get to finish (SO much trouble with it) aand that should be about everything. PHEW! I give you both nights flyers, thursday and friday:

This is thursday.

This is friday.

I'm pretty sure there are actually PEOPLE out there reading my blog. Please prove you're not just bots and leave a comment anywhere, really, you can send me a post it if you like. Either that or...

SUBS-FUCKING-CRIBE

Thanks for reading.

Just me and my obsession with buses.

To-do list when I'm riding the bus back home.

That bus gets really REALLY crowded at the time I'm heading back home, so I just made a little list of things I have to do BEFORE, DURING, and AFTER the bus ride. Yeah, maybe I'm just a freaky bitch.

BEFORE:

1. Quick check from the outside of the bus if it is HEAVILY crowded. Because always, on that bus stop where I take it, waiting with me is the same fucking load of people who's ALREADY on the bus. So if it's really crowded I wait for the next one.

2. Check the time. If it's too late (usually bus service stops circa 9:00 pm) there's NO WAY I could avoid getting into popping eye hardcore filled buses.

3. Make sure my school Id. (for discount) is at hand but not VISIBLE to the driver, because those sneaky fuckers will run away from you if they see the Id, preferring not to give you a lift and lose a passenger than charge a reduced ride fee.

DURING:

1. The very first thing I do is sit on the best spot possible. usually I rather the middle back of the bus, since I can control and check the seats stock nicely over there and it's not that bumpy as the last two or three last rows of seats. AND it's close to the back door.

This is a poorly drawn version of where I always choose to seat.
Exaggerated. Of course I'm not really that cute.

2.Check the number of seats available and make a quick statistic of the number of people getting up and down at each stop to know if by the end of my ride I will be able to get off comfortable and properly or if I will have to get my shit together and make use of violence.

3.At this point I either doze off thinking about the crabs or go all nervous and pissed and think about the best way out in case of the end of the world coming, or a zombie apocalypse, or many terrible possible scenarios.

4.Stand cautiously from my seat and quickly check if nothing fell from me or I'm forgetting something on my way to ring the bus bell.

5.Make the stop considering the time lapses between the ringing, the monkey driver NOTICING I'm ringing, and the time it takes for him to slow down and stop without hurting anyone around. Then I jump off, kneel on the ground, cry, and kiss it fervorously.

AFTER.

1. Finally, when I'm safe and standing on solid ground check again for cellphone, keys, purse, or other stuff I had before the ride. Also check if there's no lice from the headrests of the bus or any strange object on me.

I SWEAR I DON'T NEED MENTAL HELP.

Random Modeling Session With a Friend Photographer.

Nothing to write about last week. Just the thing with the video for "Bullet Casket", the script is awesomingly good and we will be recording the first scenes PRETTY soon :D
I'm gonna just share a couple pics I got yesterday from a photo session with a friend of mine from college, I really liked them, I hope you can post some reviews regarding my model work (I felt a little stiff, it was early and didn't had the time to prepare as properly as I should). Enjoy!
Photography: Sergio Arturo Perez Martínez.

Weird

Good

Weird

Kinda weird

Kinda good

Great!

My face is sooo weird

Meeeh :P

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The pros and cons of a dead mobile.

Two weeks ago (aprox., I am REALLY lost in time and space since the following event occurred) I was having lunch with my boyfriend at a local market seafood joint, and I (of course) didn't finished my grape soda. I closed the bottle and cleverly STUCK IT INTO MY BAG.
The bottle was not properly closed.
So it was GRAPE SODA FUCKING FLOOD inside my bag, where I keep my keys, my wallet, some useless variable junk, makeup... and of course, --it can't be any other way 'cause I'm so terribly smart--, my FUCKING MOBILE.
So long story short, my mobile is an asshole who doesn't like grape soda at all and died. In my mind it was like those kid's toys which emulates cellphones but they have water in them and with a couple buttons you can make the water flow to move little plastic rings and make them go trough some little plastic sticks, but instead of water mine had grape soda and instead of two big buttons it had a qwerty keyboard.

Anyways, I've been living my life without a mobile, and if it wasn't because of internets, I would be completely isolated and will probably be living at some farm feeding on my chickens and pigs and having kids. But I don't want to be an unfair pesimistic jerk so I made a pro-con list of having no cellphone.

It does sucks.

I HATE riding the bus. I HATE IT (updated)

I just had to say it.

*UPDATE* I forgot to tell you guys, tomorrow (19 july) at 2:00 pm (México hour) we'll be doing a live stream from a Wolf Season rehearsal over Twitcam, make sure to follow @wolfseasonband on twitter so you can watch it! :D

Work weeks

I haven't been able to write anything to you guys this week, first of all I was completely down spirited because of the national elections results, so I've been personally struggling for our voice to be heard over the chaos of people who are willing to just let the owners of Mexico's capital and investors control our political future and let us, the young people, be exterminated as if we were a plague. But that's another story.
The fun thing about this is that our friend Pastas Padilla, whom I told you about on earlier posts delivered us the recording we did at his place, is a song who actually talks a bit about the feeling I got about the politics and security clime down here. It can't be more appropriate to this moments in which we don't know wether we would be able of keep the struggle or just leave and put our asses safe before the fire against us starts.
So when we recorded it I also took a few pics (real few, I was running down on battery). Sharing right up.

 Lulu Cervantes: Bassist

 The genious behind the masterpiece

 Lulu doing what we love her for!

 Urrmm this is me! (taken by the drummer)

 Chatting!

Sexy drummer: Sam Wolf

And later on I did a really quick video with our lyrics (kinda karaoke-ish) for people to learn the song when we play it at gigs, and now we're at the negotiations to start the recording of a proper video and re-release it as a single. Look forward to it, it'll sure be amazing. Meanwhile I let you the sing-along version (XD). Enjoy it.

Ohhh yeah if you want to download the song to your Ipod or something just send a DM to my twitter account @DeanMayW or @wolfseasonband or just post a comment with your email and we'll send it to you :D

Democracy is kidnapped

We're sad, but not dead.

WE WON'T STOP MOVING