Today is the remembrance day of my Japanese Akita (dog), Kumiko. No, she isn’t dead, but I will still write about her in past tense. Exactly one year, 3 hours, and 37 seconds ago, I had to give her away because I was moving into an apartment complex that doesn’t allow dogs, thus resulting [...]
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Annual Kumiko Day
May 18, 2008
My Motrin Mind
April 9, 2008
2:34 PM Sunday. It’s the eve of my first day back to school from my absence that was due to an injury. I had been punched in the face by my boyfriend because I accidentally taped over some football game with rare and exotic episodes of Saved By the Bell. He had been [...]
Vicodin and Deceit
April 9, 2008
Last night, my mother got her tooth pulled, which is suspiciously congruent with the date of my teeth extraction. So, when my mom picked me up from school today, she asked me if I had any more Vicodin left from my healing process. “Yes” I told her. She then instructed me to give her my [...]
Inspiration from my Wisdom Teeth Extraction
April 8, 2008
Ever since I was a female child, I’ve desired voluptuous cheeks (of the face). At the tender age of 7, I’d watch The Godfather before going to bed and then dream of a life filled with mob dealings and filled-out cheeks. I’d even play doctor with my imaginary friend, Vito, in which I’d pretend to [...]