Doesn't have a point of view
8.19.2007
moscas in la casa
There are two flies in my room. Yesterday, I woke up because they kept landing on my face. Maybe this is a sign that my life has become somewhat like that Shakira song. My days are in excess and filled with nothing or at least that's how they feel.
My roommate took the peaches that my mom sent from California and made them into jam. I can't say anything though because she is super generous and I owe her lots of money.
