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Grandma Piñata

Journal Entry 29


-Never argue with an idiot. They will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.

The mom started going through my suitcase again. I kept hoping that she’d find my tampons, and then do something that would get me out of here today. The shower isn’t clogged anymore, but it’s still disgusting, and the water is still nasty. If I could get out of here fast, maybe I could focus on doing something other than bitching and moaning. And now the music is back. I can feel it, and hear it, and even Metallica can’t drown it out. There doesn’t seem to be much left for me to do. All of the clothes from the laundry basket are spread across the floor again. At least I finally have new sheets on my bed, and a new “blanket” which is just a second sheet again. Read the rest of this entry »

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Nasty drain

Journal Entry 22


-I’m not antisocial. I’m creative, and I don’t like you.

Okay, home alone. Time to party! Or take a shower. Actually, party first, get really high, and then the shower might be somewhat bearable! Fuck, never mind, it doesn’t matter how many happy pills I take, the water is still going to be brown. And coming from a bucket. And rainbowy from the oils on top. And guess what! When I dumped the water that was occupying thee bucket down the drain, I found four spider carcasses and several other smaller bugs. Good thing I was alone, ’cause the noise I made was quite pathetic. So everyone can share in my pain, I included photos of parts of the bathroom for everyone to enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

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Me in my uniform

Journal Entry 4


-If you’re traveling upstream in a canoe, and a wheel falls off, how many pancakes can fit in a doghouse?

So, going by the time on my nook(as I do not yet have a cellphone), I woke up today at 4am. I really am hoping this is incorrect, seeing as I spent most of the night awake.

Just looked at the clock during breakfast (which was fried food AGAIN). It said 6:48. Which means I must have woken up at 6. This comes as a relief. Not much of one, but still.

My sister spent much of this morning trying to get me to take a shower. I do not like showering out of a bucket with smelly water, so I will do it as little as possible. Plus, the fan kept me cool last night (I even had to use the sheet as a really thin blanket), so I don’t smell bad. Then again considering the water, I don’t exactly smell good. Also, it’s been 3 days or so since the bus, and I still do not feel well. MY stomach keeps cramping, and I’ve thrown up twice. Once in the shower, and once last night. Read the rest of this entry »

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Lils in carport

Journal Entry Number 1


-Oh! I see! I’m the crazy one here! You tell ME that, but not the fat man who’s stuck in my chimney, or the massive bunny that seems to be laying eggs, or the deranged fairy who just STOLE MY TOOTH!!!

Ok, to save time, space, originality, and creativity, I am not going to bore anyone (myself) with a precise description of the plane ride. Suffice it to say, I was nicknamed Kitty by Pheobe, who reminds me of one of those stately and mature cats. The ones who sit on the windowsill and watch life beyond the glass. The cat does not possess that life, but creates her own, all the while keeping in mind the various forms life takes. Although, Pheobe’s abrupt panic/excitement regarding our first view of Panama (which involved much movement and a camera) momentarily transformed that stately cat into the one who jumps to the opposite side of the glass and hurls herself into life on the other side. Read the rest of this entry »

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