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Sandino, Pinar del Rio, Thursday July 2nd 2009
Star date 11.1

Have you ever felt like you do not know what’s going on around you. I mean, assuming that you normally feel like you have everything under control. I am that kind of person, I do not believe in luck nor destiny, I believe that we are the ones in control of our immediate future, fueled by decisions we take.

I thought I had it all under control, but somehow everything is messing up. My grand scheme 2009 is at a critical point. No wait a minute, I did what I had to do, this is all due to incompetence of others. Hahaha, blaming is always the best way out isn’t it?

I now have 7 days remaining until my flight home. My passport is still not ready. This is not my doing btw. Incompetence of others, once again. Now, to speed up the process of preparing my passport, I was told to make a statement saying my mother is terminally ill, and to prove it, I had to ask her to send me an email telling me that she was dying. Now I didn’t have a problem with this, since I have no morals, but my mother, who thinks she is Muslim (hey, that’s funny, spell-check says Muslim is with a capital M, is atheist also with a capital letter, aha, no, those discriminating fuckers), did. So she didn’t write the letter. I kept begging and begging, but in the end I just assumed she wouldn’t write it. So I was about to send an email to my brother telling him to access her account and write it for her, without her knowledge . And so coincidentally, 5 minutes before I was about to write my brother, I get an email with the letter I needed.

As I read it I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It was funny. Wait, would it be morally incorrect to put the letter online? Hahahah, ok, no I wont do that, id hurt my mother in the process, that’s not how I roll. Not with my mom atleast hahaha.

Anyway, aside from that, I’m suffering from food poisoning. But this all happened consciously. Yesterday, jenny came back from Havana. She went to go book her ticket to go back home in august. She came back and bought me real hamburgers, the ones that only exist in real civilization (Havana). They apparently were spoilt when she reached school. But I ate them anyway hahaha. I knew, but I tried to convince myself they weren’t as I was eating them. Anyway, im dealing with the infection, I took in a buscopan, which effectively shut down all my smooth muscle tissue in my gastrointestinal tract. No more pain hahaha, and because there is no motion of the fecal ball, the water gets reabsorbed, thus slowly treating my affliction. Though I know there are much better pharms for this kind of thing, I prefer this one.

Helpful tips of the day

Diarrhea is the second best diet ever, and be happy you do not have Kleinefelters syndrome.