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How my day started

I woke up this morning and my first thought was "I don't wanna get up..."

Who doesn't think that? Well ok, that's how most people start their day. But I bet you can't match what followed...

I look at my dear new iPhone (oh yea got me a 4s and is my new baby) to see the time and I see a few texts already. But I noticed my brother was one of the people, which is odd cuz he never texts randomly, specially so early (well 9am for me) so I got a bit worried. I open the texts and he texted saying he'd been going in for surgery in a few, and not to worry. And if he dies... blah blah.

My first thought is "WTF??" I mean, when someone tells you theyre going in for surgery, most likely you've heard about wtf is going on for a couple of days... Or something!

Well it was a wisdom tooth removal. So I'm like "ok phew! Fuck! how fucking dramatic" so I texted him this:

"Why would you die :p"

What I didn't know was that his message was a mass text to a bunch of people. So after I hit send, I noticed all the strange numbers. I thought "oh well. Whatever. Worse case scenario, I get a few people asking me who am I, but I'm sure they can tell is a reply meant for my brother"

Before I finish that thought, I get all these angry texts saying things like "who the hell is this??" or "wtf who are you?" But my favorite, and the winner of the most dramatic, ridiculous, paranoid text was something I didn't expect.



Jesus! Who says that?? Lmao!
But I can't reply right away to all these texts because I'm also getting calls from angry women who are insecure of their f'n boyfriends, calling me a whore or the like, as they heard my voice was a female. And the best part is they wouldn't let me explain.

After my phone crashed with so much digital violence, I turned it off for a few seconds. I took a shower and tried to fix my lunch for work. Then, turned it on to see if it was over. It wasn't. So I mass texted again, Explaining. Funny thing, a few of these psychos also had iPhones so idk why they got so paranoid.

Then I told my brother and he also mass-texted, clarifying.

Then asked me for money to help pay for his surgery...

Great way to start your day!

I haven't post lately. Because I haven't had time, really. Not because my funny life hasn't had more ridiculous episodes.

School, work, love, traveling, friends.... All has a dramatic side of it. I'll share more sometime. In the mean time, here is a piece I did for a class:

It was a cloth hung on the wall for my chiaroscuro class.

Birthday

I had my birthday this week. I wasnt entirely happy because it was on a week day, so I had to work. But I figured, hey, I can make money instead of sitting at home wasting hours alone, since everyone else works.

I was also looking forward to receiving some packages from Amazon on that day too, so it would feel like presents. I did get a Kindle for my birthday already.

So I decided to dress up a bit for my birthday. Look nice. I was wearing a black tank top that I love because it's cute and has a Bon Jovi logo, a skirt, and these black shoes I've worn once before. There! Looking nice and receiving packages at work. What can go wrong?

I was sitting on my chair and a friend of mine and I were IM'ing and he made me laugh. Instead of one of those laughter snorts, something weird happened in my nose, because instead of water, saliva or anything, blood came out. I can't say it was because of the suppressed laughter. It must of been something else. But the laughter surely pushed it.

So I spent most my day with tissues up my nose, and when I wasn't bleeding, I was scared of bleeding. Speaking of bleeding, did I mention I had my period? Yeeeeeeeah. Cramps are awesome.

My packages did not arrive early as the tracking said. I spent the day (aside of bleeding) waiting. Finally, in the afternoon, the receptionist tells me she had my packages at her desk. I figured I'd go pick them up so she wouldn't have to carry them to my desk because there were 3 of them, and one of them was going to be a bit big, since it was a wooden Wii/Rockband central for my Rockband guitars and Wii games.

I got there, and I picked them up. As soon as I walk away, my goddamned shoe decided to die. The stupid platform just detached from the f'n shoe and I tripped and almost fell on my face. So my attempt of being nice and get my own shit myself went to hell, and the receptionist had to take the packages to my desk while I followed her with my broken shoe and my shame in my hands.












I wondered how the hell was I going to walk almost two blocks distance to my car? I always park behind the building in the far corner, because I'm not special enough to park closer. So WTF do I do now. I figured electrical black tape would do the trick.

Little that I knew, it was 95 degrees outside. So as I walked to my car, the stupid tape melted on my shoe and on my foot! What the hell?? So there I was, almost running towards my car, with a broken shoe, hanging melted tape, bleeding everywhere and 3 packages, in a fucking 95 degrees weather.

I finally made it to my car. I blasted the AC on my feet so the tape would get hard again. I only had hopes of finding parking on the street close by my apartment, and not have to walk a lot.

Well. There was no parking. Of course. Had to park two blocks away... Again. Sometimes I think I'm in something like the movie "Stranger Than Fiction," where the guy's life goes as the woman writer dictated without knowing. But in my case, I bet the writer knows... And enjoys it.

But the night ended up well. I had chocolate cake.

Fuck you, writer!


-K

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My car... for 30 goats

I need to edit this post...

is pretty long.
coming soon