September 20th&21st, 2025 - Ruining Foch, Ribfest, and Ragebaited

// Saturday //

Guilt consumes me. Not the way I wanted to end the night.

Clean room

Shower

Foch at 1030

Clean

Found weed

Journal

Brats

Bow and arrow

Nosebleed

Drez called

Rib fest

Mark seems tired

Ribs

Home

Text nene

Regret

Dc marvel comic

I liked the Batman / deadpool stuff and I liked Logo, everything else was egh // Sunday // The morning was nothing

I woke up at 7 to see no messages from my foreman. I fell back asleep, I woke again at 8 and then 9 to an equal amount of messages. Finally I could not deny myself the day. I rose from bed to devour some ribs downstairs.

My mom came down to lecture me on why it wasn’t my fault nene was mad. I wasn’t having it and left. I doom scrolled for a bit, my brain was tired. Eventually I rolled out of bed for the second time, making it into the car then Foch.

This weekends overarching theme is shitty ahh drivers in the passing lane. If you’re not gonna go 150 get the fuck out of my lane. I slept in front of Foch. I was too tired. Even when I woke up no one was moving. The wood wasn’t bought. Unsure as to what to do Tito Arni had us take out the shelf behind the couch and something sparked inside me. I destroyed that shelf, axe kicking it to pieces. I had Nico rip that couch limb from ugly limb. Xavier swept the shit and decay. I ransacked mamas room, I disassembled that couch to reassemble it in the living room.

I think I channeled my anger into something good. I had nene in my mind, I threw whatever I got my hands on. I made some genuine progress. I know it won’t matter. I love to hope but I know a losing battle when I see one. In reality my progress will be washed away like footprints on a beach. I gave it 4 hours before that couch is buried. Tita rose refused to believe the couch would fit, she argued I was throwing too much.

I got ragebaited by a house. The amount of empty boxes I tripped on, I let out a scream and cursed everything that led to this point. Shit on top of shit on top of shit. YOU DONT NEED THIS SHIT. ITS GARBAGE WHY ARE WE KEEPING IT.

I took a shower, and waited for Lolo Abel. I shouldn’t’ve. I should’ve just taken mama and went home so I could do everything there. Once I did eventually get home the kids loaded the car and we started driving to Toronto. I’m tired, and people still can’t drive.

The party was good! I love seeing my cousins. I was kinda worried about which factions of the Tumbokon’s would be there. I figured it’d just be the Milcs I’m not too close with and Carpio girls. But! It was the Carpio girls and the Milcs I AM familiar with!! Ella is a jerk, she and I waged war however I fear I am incredibly unfit. Like crazy out of shape. If Tyler comes back to Toronto I’d like to take her with Logan and I, maybe take Drizzy too.

I’m full but the food looks so good. I wish I didn’t get that fuck ass Big Mac. The pancit looks good. Everything looks good. Nico and Logan broke a plate playing basketball. All the running around has me actually sore asl. My knees hurt. IM OLD NOOOO

when I got home I just doom scrolled YouTube and played pixelmon waiting for my laundry.