You know what I hate about some books? When the author just ASSUMES that you know what a word means THAT'S IN A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE!
For God's sakes! I'm reading Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles and I'm getting so frustrated. There are so many Spanish parts in it. Am I Spanish? NO. Do I speak Spanish? NO. NOO.
How am I supposed to know what "gringa" is? Or "mis cuates" or "vete a la verga. Callate el hocico"
And the other dude's like "Whatever, dude. He can't even speak English."
Seriously. Why doesn't the Spanish dude speak English? I know he can because in-between his Spanish, he'll speak English. It's really irritating when he's speaking some language I can't understand. And I'm too lazy to use Google translate. Okay, fine I'll go use it now. BRB.
Oooh. Hm. Okay then. NEXT!