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sooo frankie arrived, there goes any progress on art assignment haha x
yaayyy frankie weneee x
Patiently waiting.
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Today is February 10
Dear Charlie,
Today, I am about to face a huge catastrophe. My parents are away and left me with a decent amount of cash for my disposal. This is hard. And I am starting to imagine things happening to me. Like living on my own, which is really okay, but the fact that I just left my first job, and that I don’t want to ruin my future by getting money from my savings, I feel doomed. Oh don’t worry, I’m not broke or anything, well, for now.
I felt betrayed, for nobody cared enough to tell me how difficult it could get. That life is cruel, it’s impatient sometimes. I am in a state of shock. How could this happen, and why now? On the bright side, it’s better to do hard work for your family than for strangers.
Today, I cleaned the living room, mopped the floor really, really nice, and did a great job with the broom. Before taking a bath, I brushed the sink and got rid of the nasty germs I assumed are faithfully and lovingly clinging to it. Before the sun went down, I managed to walk the dogs, clean the garage and water the plants. Then, I waited.
I just finished eating my pizza+pasta+chicken dinner combo bought by my sister. I was already starving after the 8 o’ clock HBO movie. I have survived yet another day. However, it’s Monday tomorrow.
I am twenty-one years old, finally being the one capable of bringing the house down. But with a 0 percentage of cooking skill, my life is at stake. Tomorrow, the dogs will have to be fed (all three of them) as well as the cats, another round of cleaning, and the poor plants will need some caring. I’ll try to go out and buy some commodities, we just ran out of dog food.
I guess I have no choice. I hope I’ll get used to this. Wish me luck.
Sincerely,
R.
Bikelibrary, bikelibrarian / Bicibiblioteca, bicibibliotecaria (ilustración de Erin McGuire)
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"But that’s not what I wanted to tell you. It’s about that crazy feeling that started this whole mess, the bruja feeling that comes singing out of my bones, that takes hold of me the way blood seizes cotton. The feeling that tells me that everything in my life is about to change. It’s come back."
— Lola in The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Díaz (via savanna)
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What Rarely Happens
I was already told by our parish priest how the power of the mind works. Today, my little experiment was a success. To make the story short (I’m supposed to be sleeping instead of typing) a series of events made me a believer of the equation that thinking plus more thinking (Now what equation am I talking about?) gives you results. The sign says “Come in, we’re open!” Luckily, he understood it. And the rest is history.
