Up until last Friday I've been busy. It was fun, in a way, I've had worse homework to focus on, those I don't know shit what to do a day before the delivering date, this time it wasn't the case. Still, I almost didn't live to tell the tale. Hell, I even had a bomb threat by the end of the week!
Yes, I'm doing a very bad joke about something that happens seriously in other countries, but really, I can't help it! When I called my mom to tell her, because, shit, we had a freaking bomb threat in my school and the TV got to us before the bomb squad! The first thing she said to me was "who had a test coming?". NOBODY took it seriously, not even the cops. I kinda wish it had happen on monday because I had a test, not that I didn't want to do the test (I did fine, btw), but it woulda been kinda cool to have cops showing up in the middle of it telling us to please get out and have my teacher complain that until the people taking care of finding the bomb were there, better to keep doing the test, and throw the cops out. Seriously, with that teacher, that's what would have happened!
But it was Thursday and classes started late and we saw the cops coming in. We had presentations to do so we ignored them and went to class, but those who didn't do the presentation stayed out and came only after they found out the true: There was a call with a bomb threat. My reaction: Eyes rolling. We started asking those who didn't do the presentation who had called, because if that wasn't the reason, someone in Design had a project to deliver or maybe one of the Architecture students had an exam coming up. More than that, it just isn't possible, not even being cunning enough to have a building to themselves and take upcoming tests or a monitor from the computer room or take money from somewhere... and no, a real bomb wasn't really in any form a possibility.
It's kinda nice to find out your country, or city, or simply your school, in this case, is safe enough to not take a bomb threat not even remotely seriously. I kept thinking, twenty years ago it wasn't as safe, not at all, but now it is. And now I think there's a facebook group called "I survive the school's bomb". And every now and then, that event is gonna be used as a celebratory excuse to drink (a lot!).
After that, things calmed down. I had a birthday party on Saturday, that lasted all the way through Sunday and I didn't went to sleep until seven in the morning (and I only did for two hours before going home), and it wasn't until that time I came to realize it was the anniversary of Claudia's death. A grim thought, maybe, but I mostly forget the date until it is most of the time, is not like her birthday when I think about the years she doesn't have, I just block this date away. I remembered because my friend, the birthday girl, was a little too drunk and talking to me about her dad, that's been dead for two years now, and she still has issues with him after he's gone because she just put too much pressure on herself.
I seem to be very good at listening, as a friend. We talked until the sun was out again, and I talked with her boyfriend, also my friend, about some of *his* issues, and because I didn't sleep properly that night, it wasn't until Monday morning I got my hangover, gah. Pretty fitting, all in all, with both my friend's endless party and Claudia's anniversary, cus if I did know something about her was that she was of the philosophy of getting wasted to solve everything.
In cheerier subjects, I got a package today! Took a picture of the content and all (with my cell, that's why is not that good!).

Lupe, I love you!! Thank you for this, is lovely! I have it now on my dest next to the pc. It will keep me company!
Yes, I'm doing a very bad joke about something that happens seriously in other countries, but really, I can't help it! When I called my mom to tell her, because, shit, we had a freaking bomb threat in my school and the TV got to us before the bomb squad! The first thing she said to me was "who had a test coming?". NOBODY took it seriously, not even the cops. I kinda wish it had happen on monday because I had a test, not that I didn't want to do the test (I did fine, btw), but it woulda been kinda cool to have cops showing up in the middle of it telling us to please get out and have my teacher complain that until the people taking care of finding the bomb were there, better to keep doing the test, and throw the cops out. Seriously, with that teacher, that's what would have happened!
But it was Thursday and classes started late and we saw the cops coming in. We had presentations to do so we ignored them and went to class, but those who didn't do the presentation stayed out and came only after they found out the true: There was a call with a bomb threat. My reaction: Eyes rolling. We started asking those who didn't do the presentation who had called, because if that wasn't the reason, someone in Design had a project to deliver or maybe one of the Architecture students had an exam coming up. More than that, it just isn't possible, not even being cunning enough to have a building to themselves and take upcoming tests or a monitor from the computer room or take money from somewhere... and no, a real bomb wasn't really in any form a possibility.
It's kinda nice to find out your country, or city, or simply your school, in this case, is safe enough to not take a bomb threat not even remotely seriously. I kept thinking, twenty years ago it wasn't as safe, not at all, but now it is. And now I think there's a facebook group called "I survive the school's bomb". And every now and then, that event is gonna be used as a celebratory excuse to drink (a lot!).
After that, things calmed down. I had a birthday party on Saturday, that lasted all the way through Sunday and I didn't went to sleep until seven in the morning (and I only did for two hours before going home), and it wasn't until that time I came to realize it was the anniversary of Claudia's death. A grim thought, maybe, but I mostly forget the date until it is most of the time, is not like her birthday when I think about the years she doesn't have, I just block this date away. I remembered because my friend, the birthday girl, was a little too drunk and talking to me about her dad, that's been dead for two years now, and she still has issues with him after he's gone because she just put too much pressure on herself.
I seem to be very good at listening, as a friend. We talked until the sun was out again, and I talked with her boyfriend, also my friend, about some of *his* issues, and because I didn't sleep properly that night, it wasn't until Monday morning I got my hangover, gah. Pretty fitting, all in all, with both my friend's endless party and Claudia's anniversary, cus if I did know something about her was that she was of the philosophy of getting wasted to solve everything.
In cheerier subjects, I got a package today! Took a picture of the content and all (with my cell, that's why is not that good!).

Lupe, I love you!! Thank you for this, is lovely! I have it now on my dest next to the pc. It will keep me company!
Current Mood:
amused
Current Music: Guniw Tools - Fancy Pink
4 comments | Leave a comment
