Crucifying KaЯmina BuЯana

OH, what this could be? This is the unfortunate sight I got to have this morning when I got stuck in the elevator in my way to the doctor. Luckily I wasn't trapped inside for much time, some people notice and startled the building guard. It was a lot of fun, obviously. Today was not a good day: I went from a doctor's office to another -I'm starting to despite waiting rooms- spent all the money I had in cabs and in my cellphone, wich by the way got all fucked up today and... I don't even. I still had to do a lot of papper work to deliver to the clinic, the insurance company, find out about the prosthesis and pay another visit to my doctor to finally find out when's gonna be my surgery, because diligences are my favorite part of being an adult woman. The only nice part about today was my mom giving me new silicone spatulas and a sunflower mold for baking. Guess I'll be making a cake tomorrow then.

Today I woke up around 3 pm, since I fall asleep at 4 am that seems fair to me. Then they all tell me that my little cousin and his mom were waiting for me because they wanted me to "help" my little cousing on a bidimensional model of the solar system. Well, they left and before meeting me and left all the materials to me... it figures... Now the thing is that they left me, I do't even know how it's called in english, this flexible mass in a lot of colors that you can model with. In my country we call it plastilina. I HATE modeling with plastilina, it's sticky, greasy, it stains paper and it gets all under my nails... it's disgusting. Once you do a cshool project to your cousin you are pretty much fucked up, because next time they'll come again for you to "help" the little bastard. well, this helping thing is going quite strange since my cousin isn't even here. I'm a dumbass. And if I even think about saying "No", my family let ...

This is me playing with my make up on a Friday night all along in my room. My life is so much fun. Its got all this glitter and sparks and it doesn’t even show… oh, bugger. Now with my drag queen make up I’ll watch the Monster Ball Tour while I drink some ice tea… how adecuate.

FUCK THE PARENTS TELEVISION COUNCIL “Maybe if the Parents TV Councils spent time raising their children instead of watching TV to see what other people are doing we wouldn’t have this motha’fucking problem”.

Look what I have to wear now! This is fucking ridiculous, it's unconfortable and I can't even wear normal clothes... fuck me.