Just Another Ordinary Day.

My back hurts. It's been a hard week and nothin's in store for this weekend. What's up TV? - - - - -

Okay, since you readers might not have any clue about what has just happened I think it's best that I tell you folks about it. A few minutes ago I was blankly staring at my television. The last thing I saw was an image of a studio filled with chanting people; the audience was approximately about less than a thousand folks, the pole dancer was doing her thing on the stage as the judges carefully watched...right, a freakin' TALENT SHOW. Talent shows are awesome, no doubt about that. But please, I demand extraordinary Saturday nights! You really didn't have to know that. All I was actually gonna say was that, after seeing that particular last image on TV, POWER WAS OUT. Boy how dark it was. However, there's this really cool thing about blackouts that I quite enjoy experiencing: as power goes out, the summed up sound of the atmosphere is like a fading type of thing, in slow motion. You know, like... in the process of power failure, it creates this sound which slowly fades into absolute silence. Okay, I know it becomes absolutely silent during blackouts, but that isn't the point. I only love the actual sound of the fading part so don't think it's a dumb idea. Long story short, there was a blackout right after I wrote "What's up TV?". I am just grateful that it didn't last for an hour, not even a minute. After like 20-somethin' seconds, power was back and I resumed writing already.

Wow, my back really hurts. My body needs to stretch a little. Now stretchin' my whole body, raisin' arms, stretchin' legs...oh wait I kicked somethin'. Oh look at that..a cute stuffed toy. It's a freakin' cat, another stuffed toy I got from some kind of amusement park. I dislike cats though. Dogs rule, CATS DROOL. But it's an adorable stuff, really.

Hey. Somethin' vibrated under my pillow, pro'lly my phone. 8 freakin' new messages?! Man I'm sick of receiving all these group messages, specially the ones that absolutely don't make sense. But wow, I'm surprised to see one personal message from a cool guy, a great pal of mine. "Damn! Since when? Where are you residing now?" - HAHAHA. If I still didn't tell Keith that we already moved to another place, he wouldn't have really figured it out himself. My fingers aren't really into replying to a text message now. I'll just put it back under my pillow.

HOW FRUSTRATING! WHAT AN ORDINARY DAY! The only reason, honestly, that this day could be a special one is because it's a God-given day. I'm thankful anyways, as always.