More than a year ago I posted this journal entry. Today, I remembered writing so apathetically those first sentences. It struck me as odd at the time that I really didn't give a crap about what my brother had done, and, just an hour ago I got the same feeling.My brother, the big 25 year old, was crying behind closed doors while my father asked for an explanation in a not so calm voice. I, on the...

Day 2 of 30 Days of Prompts The time you have embarrassed your parents.So, let's imagine a kitchen full of women, all drinking tea and discussing the bright futures of their 5 year old kids. Apparently lots of them were worried that the school's plan of teaching the kids to read and write in less than 4 months was too hard for them, after all they still were having difficulty reading words like...

So, I'm seating here, in front of the computer thinking of what to write for this first day. It definitely wasn't a happy day, so I decided to try to find the switch that will make my mood from "crappy" to "yay!"That's when I saw this little plastic box with flowery illustrations and I smiled.Few material possessions actually make me smile, and this box isn't one, but what it has inside (and it's...

Ok, I know I'm not, but I just decided to return, at least for a while, and well, this time I feel old.I believe last time I was here I was 19, and well, being at an age that ends with "teen" kind of fights the "I'm growing older" feeling.I like this place but somehow the age gap seems to be larger now. Lots of people I used to know here aren't here anymore, and the story I was writing seems kind...

Long story short:- Best friend is getting married this Saturday.- She invited only 3 people from our high school.- I'm the only girl in that group of 3.- The two guys hate their guts, and have fought each other in the past, ironically, because of the girl that is getting married.- Both of them asked me to stay with them the whole party because, well, her family is kind of intimidating.- I now need...

My grandma died about a month ago, and that' the time that actually made me realize that even though I quite disliked her, I did love her a lot. So, I wanted to get that out there because she's the reason I now got all the beautiful stuff that arrived today.Apparently, she had saved lots of my aunt's and my mother's clothes from the 60s, 70s and 80s. I remember being frustrated with them for...

My teacher is so going to kill me... the assignment was to make a cartoon for a t-shirt and I did that... and I'm missing one more design.So... the general idea is that this (crappy) illustration goes on the front of the t-shirt, near the belly-area, slightly to one side.... or something along those lines...Ok, I'll disappear now, I have to be awake in 3 hours for a final exam....But, mibba won't...

And it got me in the mood to rant.Damn it... it burnt just the side of the hand I use to hold the optical pen of my tablet. I'm supposed to finish an illustration in less than 2 hours and it seriously stings...This is what happens when you make tea at such unholy hours of the night...-_-And the entry is too short....Anyway.. did you know that printing one single coffee mug costs like 30 dollars...

Last Tuesday my brother dropped out of college yet again. (He's got psychological problems). That day was my mother's birthday and she was quite affected.Then, on Wednesday, my grandmother passed away. I had a big breakdown during class. I just cried and cried.. and cried. I couldn't do a thing. Worse part? I didn't actually miss my grandma... I kind of didn't care. Then, I saw my mother all...

I've had enough....First, they come here, all grand and mighty to announce that my family spens more money in electricity than all of them. You know, that's OUR business....Then, they decide I bring too many strange people here (my friends), to our nice little closed neighborhood. Excuse me little pricks, your kids let any stranger enter this place, and you don't even close the effing community...

Sooo.. today we had an exam. It was in the library, as it was an essay and we had to investigate then and there.I had a shitty day, going from point A to B to C to B to D and to C again and so on. It was 5 pm and I was hungry, tired and looking like sponge bob on crack. Was I in the mood for a rather out of shape annoying guy trying to chat me up? Wanna guess?I was first, sitting down next to guy...

Seriously...I mean, I'm working with only the painter window open and nothing else, no internet explorer, no itunes, no nothing... and suddenly there was a buzz and a voice talking and going up.. up ... and up. My mom was with me in the room and got a little freaked out, because it seemed like it was yelling. And I could have sworn it was japanese but I doubt my Corel Painter knows any...

I'm just tired... I've been eating all the contents of my fridge out of anxiety, I have 3 hours left to finish this thing and print it...It's my first work with painter (that explains the crappiness... ) and with digital tablet (I still can't get totally used to it... so, thats also part of the crappiness)... andit has to look like it's been done with pencil... and I'm doubting it looks like it.Oh...

As most of you know, elections are coming to the US.... and suddenly, the world comes to a halt and everyone, even if we're located miles away from this country, start caring about this. Why? Oh yeah... no offense, but elections there are a big show.Granted, elections are a big entertaining show all over the world, only this one has a lot more publicity.Suddenly, people all over the world start...

There. I said it.For 8 long years I've waited. I feel like the colonel in that Garcia Marquez book. "No One Writes to the Colonel" (El Coronel no tiene Quien le Escriba) Good book.Actually, to add some pathetic random stuff, after my eleventh birthday and not getting the letter, I decided that hey! maybe it will be like in Sabrina the Teenage Witch and when I turn 16... magic!Ok, I did know it was...

Like for real... [/pretentious talking]Ok, after spending an unhealthy amount of time searching for those old performances, videos, bloopers, etc etc of N'Sync, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera and well, you can just imagine, I've come to the conclusion that.... I need a hobby.Well, anyway, that was yesterday, and when I came into Mibba, I found an insanely large amount of...

If you haven't, you're missing out!My dad not only did that with the guy I liked... noooo... he did that with two guys I came to like a lot... they even were my best friends.That's a nice little scar in my pride and memory. ^^There's also the time when he kicked my bedroom door open while I was studying with one of my friends (who had been one of the two that my dad menaced with the pool stick)....

Ok, not really but it really bothers me that we have to be so freaking careful about what we do or say because we might be offending someone.I'm getting tired of people ranting about respect for gays, women, geeks, goths, emos, fat people, etc etc. You know what? I get it already. I know I have to be careful not to touch their nerves or feelings, because, if it happens, they'll probably be having...

I've been pms'ing all day long. I haven't had this big a nervous breakdown in three years, so I just exploded today. So, for my release, I decided to make this lovely journal entry about things that usually annoy me a little but that today I found so freakishly murder-driving that I almost started yelling at the mall.....1. The reason for this entry's title.When I was little, I learnt about the...