Where to begin?

On Tuesday, my mom called me just as I was leaving for my University Chorus practice at 11am. My grandmother was walking along, and, being 75, doesn't pick her feet up as much when she walks. She tripped on an uneven piece of sidewalk and hit her face on the pavement. Along with some bumps and bruises, her glasses scratched up her face. So I drove my mom over to Kaiser Oakland, where there is now a metal detector at emergency waiting room, and after some waiting and waiting, we decided to go back to Alameda and get some food, then meet my grandma and uncle at their house. After lunch [it turns out that Grandma was okay, except a scratch that required stitches] I laid down on the couch and crashed out. I woke up at around 630pm to find that I'd been sleeping about 4 hours. My mom went out and got some Japanese food and I ate a little more and then plopped onto the couch for another 4 hours. I DIDN'T DO JACK SQUAT THAT DAY. And it felt so good. I need more days like that. Even on the days I don't work I still have something to do.

Friday night was a birthday party at Sonic Lounge in J-Town. It's a karaoke bar, reminiscent of the Philippines, where people are allowed to smoke inside. Pretty strange, considering that the NO SMOKING INDOORS law has been in effect for close to 6-7 years now. Anyway, I stayed long enough to hear Fatima [solo artist] and Marie [from One Voice] tear up "I Turn To You" by Christina Aguilera. Then my man Marco and I sang "My Girl" and "How Deep Is Your Love". Then it was back to my house with my younger brother and Elicio to watch Steve-O's [of Jackass fame] DVD.

I'll go into saturday's events tomorrow. I'm sleepy.

Make Mine Music

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