2003-07-12 20:44:18 ET|
I went to sleep late yesterday again, because I was chatting with my violin teacher, but this time we logged off at 3 am, she told me that she came out on a magazine cover with her boyfriend and another friend, and I asked her if she would let me see it and maybe make a drawing of them on next Monday.
-----1. Today at morning we noticed the front of my our house with a bunch of eggs thrown at the cars and windows, with some signs saying a lot of bullshit and offensive shit to my sisterÖ Iím not really a family-love thing guy, so I donít care at all about what kind of shit my sister had going on with the people who do that (maybe she fucking deserved), but it does get me mad about the throwing eggs at us. At first I was thinking that if I found who were I would beat the fuck out of Ďem, but since I saw that the sign was written with obviously girl judging by the kin of letter, I donít want to get involved.
2. My mom told me that yesterday my grandparents were assaulted by a man with a huge knife, my grandparents run a small grocery store, the man stole my granddadís wallet and pushed away my grandma, she fell to the floor hitting her head and breaking her right wrist. My mom took her to the hospital, she stayed the night there for analysis, sheís ok now, just needs attention to her broken wrist. Again, if I had been the I would have liked to beat the crap out the man who did that.
-----My godmother, a close friend of my mom, need surgery of something, I didnít listened very well what bout, but she needed blood transfusion, and the hospital needed two donators, my mom told me about it and I agreed to be a donator; even though the surgery thing is tomorrow, the blood donation was today at morning, after having my violin classes at morning I went to the hospital, they first took me a sample for analysis, then after accepting me as a donator, I donated my blood. I was 430 ml of blood, a bit more than a can of coke, at first it I felt weird, I guess most of people would get scared by just watching the size of the needle used for extracting blood, but well, it was just a pinch the all the blood started coming out, it was, cool; after that, they gave me a ticket for a free meal just for being a blood donator, I ate and went home. I was also commenting to my teacher that it would be lovely if I could paint my violin with blood, heh, she also said it was interesting, like the Red Violin movie, though I havenít seen it yet, but oh well, maybe some other day.