watching the city from 18th floor

I'm still at the hospital. I feel completely bored I can't hold back the urge to go home. Got a lot to do and still indebted in art... Sigh. Don't even remind me. Anyhow. I was talking to my "gay" friend who had a crush on me (I'm just being honest because it was so obvious, and I didn't feel comfortable about it cuz he was my best guy friend) and I'm super relieved that he's found a new girl to fancy in his new university. I was like OMG finally, someone new! It felt so good that we can finally talk to each other again without being awkward (him, trying to make a move on me; me, denying him nicely all the freaking time). Feels so good to have a good friend back! At the end of our 3 hour phone call, we wished each other luck on our love lives. Wholeheartedly.I find it wonderful that people move on, but I hated the fact that I couldn't. Not love-wise, though. College life is just a matter of days and frankly speaking, I am absolutely and undoubtedly TERRIFIED.

another shit happened tonight

As far as I know, I've always hated hospitals. I hate the smell, the ambience, the fake smiles those doctors and nurses make to assure you that everything is going to be all right when they're not. Especially the last part.

OK so remind me what the hell am I doing here? I mean, hi, I'm staying overnight. Oh right, nobody to go home to. And since everyone in the family is either feeble, needy, ridiculous, or just plain annoying (or I dunno, a combo of all of it?) Here am I, the family jester, a victim. So my brother is sick and is currently hospitalized-- don't worry, he's perfectly fine. He's only been here for a couple of days and is leaving tomorrow. He only had a fever and diarrhea, frankly speaking, but since my parents are a bunch of drama queens, yeah you get the picture. But why do I have to stay over by force when both my parents are already here? It doesn't make sense. To top it all, they're nothing but fights. My dad's annoying as hell and is terribly ridiculous, and my mom is this selfish dictatorate drama queen whose idea of perfection is highly unattainable. Which leaves me, a little victim of this whole supposedly-funtime disaster.

Jesus fucking Navas get me out of here.

I hate my family.