It's been the single most ridiculous weekend of my life.
This can no longer be ignored. I slept all day to avoid more weird shit happening, but now I feel kinda crappy and sick. And horrible because I snapped at Jonathan and he left without saying bye and AAAAAHH I'm a bitch.
So, my family in Chile is okay. We don't know about a lot of our friends or vague relations yet... it's just sort of a waiting game. Three people I "know" but have never technically met died, I know that for fact. I feel so horrible for all of them in Chile, it's scary. My youngest cousin Tomas is having a severe mental collapse. He's very traumatized, so I'm worried about that.
My weekend:
Thursday:
1. A couple involving one of best friends that I had thought of as mighty close broke up.
2. A different couple I care for as well broke up too.
3. Got stabbing urethral pains, later thought I pee'd blood. Turned out to be false alarm, but there was a good couple hours of panic.
Friday:
1. Found out a close, extremely virginal, friend of mine is doing porn. Started watching the tape, but couldn't really stomach it.
2. Have a conversation about natural disasters and how come they never seem to effect us around 3 am... simultaneously lining up with....
Saturday:
1. At 3 am (for us) and 8.8 earthquake hit Chile, where my dad is from. It lasted for nearly 2 minutes- I cannot even wrap my mind around how it must have felt.
2. Didn't hear any news until around 6:30 pm, when Vagina Monologues was about to start.
3. I was relieved for about 10 minutes, and then someone in the audience had a heart attack.
4. After the show, at dinner, my family talked about the earthquake... turns out I'd had that conversation, my mom had a dream about an earthquake, and my dad had felt an earthquake at work that no one else could feel. Weird.
Sunday:
1. Got news my family is okay. Don't know about one uncle and one cousin or any of our friends.
It's been a very very weird, coincidental, somewhat depressing weekend. I have a lot of homework to do at this point, and I don't really have much else to say here. I need to talk to Jonathan, he doesn't need my shit. Also, Darrin's been gone since Friday and is back now so I'm looking forward to an evening that doesn't suck.
So, my family in Chile is okay. We don't know about a lot of our friends or vague relations yet... it's just sort of a waiting game. Three people I "know" but have never technically met died, I know that for fact. I feel so horrible for all of them in Chile, it's scary. My youngest cousin Tomas is having a severe mental collapse. He's very traumatized, so I'm worried about that.
My weekend:
Thursday:
1. A couple involving one of best friends that I had thought of as mighty close broke up.
2. A different couple I care for as well broke up too.
3. Got stabbing urethral pains, later thought I pee'd blood. Turned out to be false alarm, but there was a good couple hours of panic.
Friday:
1. Found out a close, extremely virginal, friend of mine is doing porn. Started watching the tape, but couldn't really stomach it.
2. Have a conversation about natural disasters and how come they never seem to effect us around 3 am... simultaneously lining up with....
Saturday:
1. At 3 am (for us) and 8.8 earthquake hit Chile, where my dad is from. It lasted for nearly 2 minutes- I cannot even wrap my mind around how it must have felt.
2. Didn't hear any news until around 6:30 pm, when Vagina Monologues was about to start.
3. I was relieved for about 10 minutes, and then someone in the audience had a heart attack.
4. After the show, at dinner, my family talked about the earthquake... turns out I'd had that conversation, my mom had a dream about an earthquake, and my dad had felt an earthquake at work that no one else could feel. Weird.
Sunday:
1. Got news my family is okay. Don't know about one uncle and one cousin or any of our friends.
It's been a very very weird, coincidental, somewhat depressing weekend. I have a lot of homework to do at this point, and I don't really have much else to say here. I need to talk to Jonathan, he doesn't need my shit. Also, Darrin's been gone since Friday and is back now so I'm looking forward to an evening that doesn't suck.