Today

  Have you ever had one of those days where you can't remember how things got so shitty?
You know "where the fuck did the shit start?" Well today was one of those days.
  It started off nice. Started filming for IQ. We didn't get several interviews, it being Easter weekend, but we did get a nice range of responses. Then I came back and had lunch or dinner with some hallmates. My friend, Grom, likes to call them the Asian Food Group and I'm a special guest. ANYwho I had lunch/dinner with them and it was fun. There's this one guy I find very interesting. I tried sparking a convo with him, didn't really succeed nevertheless it was nice. Then one of the guys, another special guest, took us on an adventure. We ended up going to his hall.  Apparently he lives with Grom's friend. Problem? His friend wasn't there.
  These halls have connections. Not all of them just some of them. By connections I mean some halls connect to an entirely different halls by the means of a door. The special guests being so curious decided to go to the other side. Turns out the guy from the Asian Food Group's ex girlfriend lives there. While we are wandering about some residents come asking us what is our business there. We leave BUT we've already started the butterfly effect. Poor Asian Food Group member, psycho ex will go crazy on his ass.
  Once back at MY hall I start doing homework and I think that's when I realize things were already going downhill.
  I'm on academic probation. I really need to do well this quarter in order to remained enrolled in this school and in the Biological Sciences department. Chemistry will be the death of me. I'm in tutoring and I studied my ass off and even then I failed my midterm. Doing my chem online homework I realize what a lost cause I am. There is no hope.
  Once I realize my doom I begin to realize I need to start saving money for the possible rent of next year and for summer school. I don't have that money. I need to apply for scholarships but how the fuck am I going to win? When they mean well rounded they mean star students. I can't write for shit and my grades are worse than shit. What's worse then shit?  I don't know. No wonder I never win those essays.  I eventually finish laundry which I was doing upon my arrival to my hall and begin having an anxiety attack. Other than take one of those lovely pills, I decide to deal with it another way: cleaning.  I start organizing my room. I realize I have some dishes to wash so I go to my kitchen. I take an extra sponge so I can clean the counter top. It's always filthy and cleaning it would be a nice way to calm down. That's when I reached rock bottom. I found my plate.
  During my last relationship my ex gave me a plate and a spatula. Don't judge him, I asked for it. One day after I washed my plate and its accompanying equipment I left them on the counter top to dry. Just the other day I made an omelet and had this great idea that an omelet should be on a plate. I go to my room and notice that my plate is nowhere to be found. I just assume I left it in my room back in SD or that it had gone missing. Today I found it. I found it dirty inside a big ass fucking bowl. This is the first time I had spotted my plate for a really really long time. My conclusion? Someone took it without asking, used it and then decided to continue using it.
  That was my day. The highlights or lowlights. It just sucks. Lucikly I have Radiohead and well they put stuff in perspective.
  I don't even know how to mention the video. I think that might have been when my coaster track started going downhill. I saw this video, an earlier post on this blog, of a woman being brutally beat up. The thing is, to other's, the one's hitting her she wasn't a woman. She was a TRANSGENDER woman. That's what made the difference. That's what made it ok to beat this woman. Thinking back I get so angry. I feel like crying. I just can't bear to watch it happen. Or hear it. Whoever was taping the violence was laughing. How is it possible to laugh at an individual receiving such cruel treatment?
  I don't even know.


-ChesterYaYa