Well....

I was supposed to be coming back from Roatan, Honduras today ....but as you can see I didn't go. Not because I couldn't go, simply because I didn't want to. Now that i'm reviewing how my weekend was so far, my other personality is sarcastically replying "and to think you would've spent Valentine's on a beautiful secluded beach, with white sand and clear water, but instead you decided to stay here, JOY!"

As you can tell, that personality is a little bitter about the trip....maybe that's why i snapped at my mother yesterday? So anyways, yeah...yesterday was valentines and let me tell you that I wasn't all that bored...for like the first half of the day. So my friend whom is my sister's BFF had come to Sivar to visit and see how much it's changed. ANYWAYS...she calls up my mother on friday and asks her if she has anything planned for the 14th, like earlier on in the day; mother replies no and this is where our scavenger hunt began. This friend of mine never met her father, and he was killed during the war here in El Salvador. So now that she came back for the first time in like 20-something years she wanted to know where her father was buried so she could go visit. Her mom never told her anything bout her dad except for the fact that he was killed, they had to flee, and what her father's name was. No more details than that. So she asked some of her aunts and one of then kinda knew where he was buried and where his family was. We went to this small fucking town called TONACATEPEQUE. Like could you have an even longer name?

Well you can't really tell, but the blue circle is where i am currently....the dot with the A is where we went....sad!

So we went to that place's cemetery (FYI: I absolutely LOVE cemeteries....and not because i'm emo simply because they're calm and hold a sense of peace...as they should) and like there's no clear paths for you to walk on so sometimes you gotta walk on top of people's graves and I was like saying sorry to them everytime i stepped on one....well we began asking around if anyone knew her father( we didn't say it like that cause she was apprehensive about letting them know she was this guys daughter and she didn't know if she wanted to see her father's side of the family...). ANYWAYS long story short, i spent my valentine's in some boon town, jumping over graves and looking for this man who's been dead for about 20 years. Yup FUN!!!!

On a different topic, i've decided not to trust most of my so-called friends...i mean i trust 2.., one of them doesn't even live here, the other is busy. Then comes this friend...or neighbor rather and just...I mean i just LOVE getting stood up....note the sarcasm....like really, dont you have oh i don't know a fucking PHONE and some things called FINGERS to dial my fucking number and tell me we're not going to a party anymore?!?! I even fucking sent you a god damn text message to ask if we were still going, but NOOOOOO.....Like REALLY?! Have the decency and maybe i don't know MANNERS to at least say "oh maybe you and i aren't going anymore couse i got asked out on a date" i would understand....you know what....fuck you, as simple as that, fuck you....and it doesn't have to be in bold cause I know you don't deserve as much. HA! I win!

(My my, it seems my rage personality is quite livid....should take something to calm it down some no?)

*sigh* =_=

woe is me....

I'm gonna keep working on my doll.

Byebye!