Crucifying KaЯmina BuЯana

Today I went to my brother's friend, Melchor, to hang out a while. Luckily, his sister, Gaby, was there so I wasn't that bored after all. She gaves us chocolate cacke and I ate two burgers earlier... Now I have to work out A LOT tomorrow. She's cool, we said we'd do a lot of things together like... she would teach me how to bake cookies and I'd show her how to do cupcakes; we would go to my brother's gig, I invited her to my Halloween party (wich I plan to be Magenta or a Transexual Transylvanian... but most importantly, she said she's got a Nintendo 64 back home and I have Mario Kart! I'm fucking playing Mario Kart again soon!

Yesterday my mom went to the flea market for Christmas shopping (yes, in in October because she's crazy and obsessed) and she got me these! Yay!

Yesterday we went to my dear best friend house, Vanessa, to have some pancackes with icecream and Nutella… but mostly because she just broke up with her (six years) boyfriend. It was so pathetic, she is soover him.. actually she was over him a year ago. We had to hear the sad/funny story of how the guy lots all of his dignity. I do not feel sorry for him and I’m happy for my sweet friend. I eat so much... I feel so guilty, gonna have to be very stric with my diet this upcoming week. It was a nice nigth, I ate two of these... but as always there was something bothering me, as muh as I try not to pay attention to it. Last month, or less, we were at some other friend birthday, and I met this guy and I thought I liked him, you know, nothing too special. He wss nice, funny, and because of that I decided to maybe hit on him because it's time to have my chance of oerhaps being with someone. But yesterday,m after my friend told us the ridiculous story of her breaking up, she said to us tha...

Today I went to the nutriciounist again and I have lost 3 Kgs in two weeks! Yay! I still want icream and Nutella tho.

This is me in my therapy. It's all I've been doing all week... and it's not like somebody pays attention to me in there. Whatever I just want to get trought this. I am convince that torture is being practiced there after I’m gone.

This whole week I’ve been doing my therapy sessions. I don’t think hey know what they’re doing… they barely speak to me, unlike the previous theraphy I went to, where they gave me recomendations to keep my spine healthy in my everyday life. I just want to get over this… I still have seven sessions to go. Yes, I have to go to my therapy sessions with make up on. And yes, I have to go to the gym with make up too.

I almost forgot, last Monday, two months ago, I had my spine surgery. It seems so long ago; I’m amazed by the fact that I almost have a normal life even that I had two disc removed from my spine and two prosthetics placed instead. I did a little excersice yesterday and I felt good. Maybe I can run again soon! I am sure that even my doctor got impresed by all the people that was waiting for me to come out gfrom my surgery. My family is big, what can I say; but this moments really show me that they love me so much, and I love them back even more. I was even impresed that friends of my cousins came to visit me. But then everybody wanted to get a picture with me moments after I left the operation room… they’re fucking nuts…