Sunday.
It started off as the rest of my winter break started out:
I woke up, play my favorite music from playlist.com, and waste time with either my lovely laptop or the tv infront of me, in the comfort of my room. By ten o'clock, Arturo called.
"Hey you"
"Heey"
"Just wanted to say wats up"
"Noothiing. . .What are you doing?"
"I'm just here with fat boy, thinking about hittimng one. He's been keeping me busy."
"Oh, so if your busy then you dont need to talk to me"
*laughing* "This girl, I guess your right"
*in the background: 'what she say?'
*he qutoes me* 'man why can all other girls think like that'
*laughing* 'I'm telling you foo she's different'..* "Hey I guess talk to ou later"
"Oh mister, so so so are we going?"
"i dont know what your talking about"
"The carnaval"
"what"
miissster
*chuckle* "Yeah yeah,"
"kay!"
"Kay talk to you later"
"bye"
"bye"
I went back to what i was doing till noon, I was speaking to my mother. She mothher me in a low calm voice, that my father was coming, and that his plan should land by 4 maybe 5 o'clock. This wasnt new to here, since I've been told for the pass few days that he might come..and after ten years I high doubted. However, I was finally wrong, he was coming.
Mom wanted me to take a shower first while she fixed her untidy bed, and clean the kitchen. Which was fine.
I cant remember why, but i suddenly wanted to dyed my hair, I must have noticed my roots in the mirror. So that's what I did: Dyed my hair to match the roots. My natural dark brown. Althought my hair is so thick, it didnt compeletly cover the red that I used six months ago. I'm going to need another bottle.
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I kept thinking about going out with Arturo. Debating if I should go with my mom to pick up my dad at the airport, or to just go with mister. While I rub the reminer of dark dyed out of my hair. It wasnt till I was wrapping my cold wet body in a towel that I convices myself that it wouldnt matter if I went with my mom. It anything he came to fix his papers, i mean that was his reason for helping me last month. He wanted my mom to lie for him. I really doubt that he truely cares for me, his older distant daughter. No why would he, he barely even knows me. And i had this day planned before he randomly decied to come. not excatly fair to cancle..i've been counting the days the pass week. my first date with arturo in months.
my mom frown at me leaving, but didnt stop me after i gave my reasons. And i happily forgot about my family...from time to time.
