So life is kind of crappy; I can deal. I can make lemonade from lemons.
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What a fun and interesting weekend, and I still have 2.5 days left!
I was thinking about things, and my brain said, "Wow, I'm 20 years old." 20 (twenty, veinte) seems like such a large number. Whether I think about it in English or Spanish, my two main languages, it seems almost obsolete in a way. I'm "so" old, but what can I do about it? Hmmm, I just don't know at this point. Ahh, I know what I am thinking. My stomach is growling...hungry, hungry, feed me.
In other words, my mother called me yesterday, just to have the puppy bark into the phone. She put the phone up to Rose's ear and everything, and I got to hear her lick my mother. Am I am the strange one?
More oddities later...