Today was a tiring day

Sandino, Friday the 26th of June, 2009
Stardate 3

I wanted to sleep the entire time. But I never did. So now I am tired. I have managed to install Warhammer 40.000 on my piece of shit laptop so now I can entertain myself for a little while instead of studying. This way I can utilize my laptop to the max before my processor burns down or before I get another critical system failure.

On a sidenote. today I accompanied Jenny, my belizean friend, to the bank so she could get out money for her ticket. As a sign of rebellion, she has decided that she wants to fly back home via Cancun, and take the bus from there towards Belmopan. I think its a great idea, but not so great after all since earlier this year they like robbed a bus and raped all the women. This was a bus coming from Guatemala City into Belize, in Linea Dorada which is supposedly the safest way to travel in between Guate and Belize. Whatever happened to the armed guards on the bus? I guess its true, Guatemala, gente mala!

Anyway, after getting the money out we went to eat some fried chicken (swimming in oil, courtesy of El Rapido *trademark reserved*) at El Rapido. Its like the cuban version of KFC mixed with BK. IT has a plethora of ham and cheese sandwiches, hotdogs are available seasonally and also a whole variety of cheese pizzas. They mostly have ham, chorizo or tuna toppings. yes, it really is nasty. But I just got fried chicken (unseasoned, and then dunked into hot oil) and a beer. After two years in Cuba, El Rapido is as good as it gets in my part of the island. Its pretty far from Havana, which is the closest thing we have to civilization around here.
Anyway, we got back to school, and in the last 5 minutes we got hosed down by the possibly developing tropical depression in the northern caribbean sea. It has a 30 to 50 percent chance of developing into a tropical depression, and considering that I live in western Cuba, its wonderful news! photoshoot!


sorry, I just needed a 5 minute interlude. I heard Madonna's Get Together and I just had to sing and dance.

Oh yeah, my condolences to señor Jacksons family. Terrible loss, a hole in human culture has been left. Its a pity really, wasn't he about to perform in the O2 in London in two weeks?

Week 2

Sandino, Pinar del Rio, June 29th 2009
Stardate, ehm, 5 or sth, no, make it 7

It seems that I have been able to pump out texts for like a week now. I have a feeling that this is becoming a routine, which is a good thing, this way I can actually get back to writing the way I used to do it long ago.
Anyway, this weekend, well, the one that just passed sucked ass. As I might have posted earlier, there was a 50% chance for storm development in the northern caribbean sea, which is just below my province. In stead of a real storm formation we just got a hell of a lot of rain. Which completely screwed up my plans. Let me Explain.
Where I live is jacked up. Its the westernmost municipality of Cuba called Sandino, after some revolutionary from honduras was it? or Nicaragua? its probably nicaragua. Anyway, this is the polo for the province, meaning, this is where they built several medical faculties. Now you have to understand, when I say medical faculty, I mean a big double building with habitations for about 500 students, a schoolbuilding and a canteen in the middle. Thats where I live, when I am in my room and look around, all I see is bush, farmland and other schools. There are about thirty of these structures in my area, of which 12 are filled with foreign students. There is one main road, which is the extension of the main east to west highway in cuba. Luckily my school is located about 500m of this road, other schools like the one filled with Ecuatorians is like 15km away.....and transport is a bitch, either by horsecart or by hitching a ride on a transport truck.
As I was saying, when I go out, I mean I go out to Sandino, the town, which is about 10km away, now there is a regular bustransport that drives past the busstop on the main road. Usually, if its full or about to be full they give preference to cubans. And other transport usually gives them preference as well. I think its mainly due to the fact that they think life is severely unfair. We study here for free, are being fed yada yada yada, its just a stupid situation. The cubans dont really like us but they need us here, otherwise nobody would have a job or money. All the people here, because its so rural, work either in the school or in an institution linked towards the schools.
Anyway, to get to a busstop you have to walk, and because it was so rainy, nobody went out, which is funny, because I did. I went to sandino, had my fried chicken and beer, and then I came back to school, it was nice though, because I hadnt walked in the rain in forever.
I came back to school and because I felt too overdressed to go to sleep immediately I decided to turn on my pc and start slutting around on the net. I met some interesting people last saturday. I do not have regular internet access, you have no idea what kind of strategies I have to put in place to atleast have some feeling of normality. I acces cuban forums and thats how most people find others over the web, since its the only thing we can access freely over here. there were some normal friend pages open a while back but they get shut down by the government within a month or three.

So I met a couple of marine biologists who were looking for an interesting person to try out a threesome. Its a blonde guy and a mulatto, theyre both 25 years old and have always wanted a threesome, but not with some random stranger, they want it to be a friendly person or something, so now were getting to know each other better via the web before we do anything hahaha, its interesting really. I also met this blonde haired, blue eyed guy, but that was stupid, he just started to obsess about my ass *which isnt even that great* so I was like, yeah never mind.

Anyhow, the counter is now at 10 days until I leave. thats cool, I cant even take afternoon naps anymore as the excitement is unbearable. I love airports, they turn me on, they give me this feeling of, I dont know, happiness? hahahah lame explanation I know, but I think its all due to the fact that the whole travelling thing is relatively new to me, for most of my life I havent owned a passport, my first passport was a diplomatic one, that one got stolen after my first trip to the netherlands in 1997. I didnt get a new one until 2007. sad huh?
but the point is that basically, my mother has travelled a lot in her life, she has been to every continent except australia and antarctica. And we always used to bring her to the airport and picked her up equally, I always wanted to go with her but I never could. And finally all of a sudden I find myself travelling twice a year, several flights everytime, Imagine, I will be taking 6 flights, 3 to go and three to come back, and thats the easiest way from cuba to Suriname.

I just love airplanes, airports, carry-on luggage, airplane foods, flight attendants (the male ones) and free beer on copa flights hahahaha.

Anyway, I see I have no more time lately, writing articles, and now I have to study a whole shitload of books, this week we are doing the male and female reproductive system and cycle, im not talking about naming parts, im talking about the whole 9 yards. the summary alone is 20 pages printed out. I fear the worst

signing out

and remember
fingering is done with clipped nails.......prevent colon damage, and clip them off!

The Cruel Ironies

Once again I find myself having the time to write. This is extremely rare, with all the crap I have to study and all the exercises I have to do (beauty really does mean suffering). I guess this free time
is due to the fact that I have finally managed to re-update my itunes music library.
My computer started to give me some major problems a few months ago. It just refused to do what I told it to do, up to the point that it could only play movies saved on my HDD. Then all of a sudden my entire music library just disappeared. I suspected sabotage, Fathead and Accomplice (two of my 8 roommates), and I raised some hell in the room. Sadly, no matter how often I humiliated them it wouldnt bring back my music library, so I let it go after a while. And then it happened, my computer just stopped working, so I, at worlds end, decided to put UBUNTU on it. At first it seemed so cool, all those freaky effects, the update capabilities and all those things. But then I realized it wasnt so cool at all, no interconnectivity for 2nd gen Ipod Touch, no interconnectivity with my (relatively) new Samsung U900 Soul and last but not least, no interconnectivity with most interesting games, not even with Wine bridging software. So I was Fucked.
Then, last week my computer, even with the oh-so-hyped-UBUNTU, crashed and burned, it wouldnt even start up anymore. So I just gave up on it. I wanted to throw it off the balcony and jump on the pieces, but i managed to control myself.
Now I have an emergency Vista intervention, it should last me until I reach home, which is now in 16 (!) days. I never imagined I would actually count down the days. I cant wait to eat the shitty airplane food, it excites me.

I have been wondering if I should start with the whole picture thing on my website. I probably should, we live in a modern world right?

You know what should be done, I should totally post the video that was taken of me like three weeks ago when I drank SO much that I passed out and stopped breathing for a while, its hilarious, I am SO full of it when im pissdrunk.

Anyway, about the title, the one day in the month that I send my clothes down to wash (I have enough clothes to last me that long), its rainy. I mean, I have been suffering and suffering from heat exhaustion for the past few weeks, and now, all of a sudden it has to rain when my clothes are hangin out to dry.
Fuck the world.

Here is a picture of moi, it was taken last saturday, its the most recent one.

Today I did something evil

Mayan date - I don’t know
Star date - 1

You see, I have this roommate who is a total moron slash closet case slash churchgoer slash downright immature bastard. They say mimicry is the best form of flattery but this mofo just took it to the extreme. If I say I like button-down shirts, the next time he goes on vacation and comes back, he has a lot of button-down shirts. When I said purple was the new black, he all of a sudden had a wardrobe of purple clothing. When I said running was the best way to lose weight, he started running. When I started using colored lenses (hazel), he bought a set as well. Funnily right, he doesn’t have an mp3 player to listen to music while he is running, I have a 2nd gen iPod touch with sports kit. He didn’t buy lens fluid so he just started taking mine without asking...

Last week or so he asked to use my iPod and sports kit to use it to go jogging and then afterwards started to brag about the coolness of it, yeah, he is that kind of person. And he steals my lens fluid. So I locked it up in my locker when I left for Havana last Friday. He hadn’t worn the lenses ever since.

But today, stupidity struck me and I left the key in my locker. That was my booboo. So what the bastard did, having the room key at the time, he basically ran towards the room, stole my liquid again and filled his cases with it. I only realized this when he came back into class and looked at me with his fucking big head *yeah he definitely has either hydrocephaly (waterhead) or macrocephaly (bigheadedness)* and blinked like a bitch so I could see his eyes, which had MY COLOR. Bitch, everybody knows its my color, I was the one with the hot lenses.

ANYWAY

So that pissed me off so much, because earlier in the week he already broke my sports kit. I left for Havana and he went into the classroom, took out my ipod, and the sports kit (WHICH HE DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO USE) and went running with it. This all happened WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. So then, I come back from Havana, unsuspecting. On Monday, which is when I go jogging, I put on my clothes, my shoes, put in the sensor, walk down to the cancha (court), make my play list, and then, when I press start, it starts looking for my sensor, which it never found. So it was broken, I was confused because I had used it just the week before. So guess what I find out, in mid jog, there are 6 entries in my history log on the sports kit software, 6 completely irrelevant entries made that Friday night I was in Havana. So I got so pissed I managed to run 500m more.

And that’s when I scolded the shit out of him later that night. And the bastard has the nerve to deny it. So that just made it worse.

And that is why just now, I went to my room, locked myself in, hid my locker keys again, took his lens case, threw away the liquid in his laundry basket, boiled some water, took a cup, put pepper seeds in it, poured the hot water into it so it could soak up the capsaicin, and then poured that into his lens case. That will teach him. He can’t blame me, because he is the one that stole my liquid

Take that you fat-headed ugly bastard.

And I don’t care who knows.

Re-start

First of all, happy birthday to my brother, FIK, he turned 21 today.
Its just too bad that I cannot be around for his birthday today, I live too far away. For those of you who don’t know, I am studying medicine in cuba, and he is finishing his mining degree back home in Suriname. I had hibia-gibia-fibia-who-the-hell-knows-how-you-spell-it today. According to wikipedia its ground up cuttlefish. I am extremely pissed about this because for the birthday back home, theyre eating roti with curry chicken, duck, veal and mutton (I still don’t know the difference between the last two).

Anyway, this is my 5th attempt to start writing again. Shall we check to see how long it lasts this time?

It’s the middle of summer here. And its fucking HOT! Im sitting here in class, my shirt is completely unbuttoned. I cant believe how much the weather changes here in Pinar del rio. This morning it was actually cold, this afternoon was bearable and now, at 22.00 its unbearably hot, no wind, and we cant turn on the ACs, because we are in ahorro energetico, which basically means the world economic crisis at work. There is no oil to run the generators. I hate my life.

This week we are studying the pancreas and parathyroid glands. Its not complicated but it makes your head spin when you think about homeostatical processes that happen at any given second. But once again im confident ill get them down within this week.

The date counter is on 17 days until I go back home. Im leaving to celebrate my 20th birthday in suriname. My flight departs Havana on july 10th and im coming back on the 19th. Now I don’t know what excites me more, the airports and flights or my vacation itself, I have this huge fetish for airports hahaha

I have no idea what im supposed to write here, I suppose I am a bit rusty. But in due time I will be back in action

On a side note, I'm laptop shopping again, thinking about a Toshiba P505.
Its huge.
Details will follow.

So helpful tips for this week. Eat iodized salt, it will help you a lot!