When I woke up this morning feeling like I wanted to vomit, I should have known it was a sure-fire indication of what was to be expected during the entire day. Trust me, waking up feeling like everything you’ve ever eated wants to gush out of your mouth at extreme speeds is not a fun feeling. Especially when you’ve just woken up. It’s like “Hi. Good morning, I’m PUKE, and I want to leave your body. Have a great day, Regner.” Yes thanks, it has started marvelously.

Moving ON- You know how sometimes in life we start projects that never seem to end? You know. Everyone’s done one at some point. It could be anything really… scrapbooking, painting the living room, doing your garden… designing an apartment complex. Anything. Well yeah, unfinished projects are one of life’s most unenjoyable things. That and ghonorrea, I imagine, but I have no experience in the latter, so I just hypothesize. I’m just saying. Sometimes things just have to END.

It’s been 8 months since I was assigned my latest burden: the apartment complex we had to design. Yes, 8 months I’ve been working on that piece of crap and I hate it. I hate everything about it. Beautiful building, yes, but I hate it. Eight months is way too much time, and it never ends, you know? Do you KNOW what 8 months is? By December, my project will be 9 months old. Do you have any idea what this is?! It means that If this project was a human freaking BABY, I should be giving birth in like 2 weeks. I’m dead serious. My project is a baby, my mind is the whomb and I, Regner, am the dearest MOMMY who should be glowing. I, however, am not glowing, I am nauseous.

Being the responsible young man that I am, i go off to print out my latest drawings at this evil place called “Instant Print”. Instant being the operative word here. Ok, instant WHATEVER. I waited for what seemed to be my entire lifetime, but whatever. I survived. What a shocker lol. Sooooo I was going to pay for my 6 drawings when all of a sudden “DECLINED”. My card was declined.That really topped it off. From that point on a complete sense of helplesness overcame me. From this point on, I realized…”I’m poor.” From that point on, I knew that the day was definitely going to go awfully awry.

Had I a tail… it would be in between my legs… and then some. I walked away and decided it was time to head to school. I put on my earphones, begin to listen to my sweet music on my iPod. I’m walking oh SO cool man. OH so cool. That’s when I almost got hit by a car.

I didn’t even NOTICE that my life was about to end. My music kept me too occupied. The only indication of my near death experience? Loud, vulgar construction workers. I guess the stereotypes for Puerto Rican construction workers are true. They began yelling at me… probably profanities, I couldn’t tell. I could only see their taunting faces making fun of me for nearly suffering a tragic death… hit by a car while crossing the street. THAT would have been grand. Books, sunglasses, and crap flying everywhere, while the stupid construction workers show me a smile through their yellow teeth. Yep, that’s how I want to die.

But I just kept on walking, you know? Never mind the fact that everyone on the street saw that I had almost gotten hit by a CAR. Never mind that I have $9.11 on my account. I just kept on walking. Because you know what? At the end of the day, the sun keeps on shining, and the birds keep on chirping and all I can do… is walk. ~snorts~ lol OKAY.

My roommate is missing. I know, I know… she’ll be back soon or something, but seriously I have no idea where she is. She’s been gloomy and stressed lately and she and I haven’t been talking much, so I expect the worst.

Yesterday when we were in the kitchen I, being ever so charismatic, started talking.

-”Joixa, Oz asked me how you were doing.”
-”He did? What’d you say?”
-”That you were fine, that we haven’t talked much and that you’ve been in a bad mood lately.”
-”I’m not in a bad mood, I’ve just been depressed.”

-DIES- Well helloooo, why didn’t I know about this?!

-”What are you depressed about?!”
-”I just need a vacation!”

I guess Joixa has taken UP that vacation, that little princess, because I don’t know where she could be. See, tonight I went to my friend Maria’s apartment to go watch America’s Next Top Model, because LORD knows that show rocks in so many levels. Seriously, it’s candy to me. My sisters and I are in love with it, we are. I love it more though :)

The marathons?! OH GOD! I could sit there all day couch potatoeing, drinking lukewarm water, mouth wide open staring at the tv. I do not grow weary, I just don’t. There’s something about that show that just elates my soul you know? The pictures they take there are unbelievable. And Tyra Banks?? Tyra Banks. How can we BEGIN to comprehend the wonder that IS Tyra Banks? If I had one wish in this life, it would be to dine with the beautiful Tyra Banks.

AND also.. to find my roommate. Ok maybe not to find my roommate, I’m sure she’ll turn up eventually. Hell, I’m not throwing away the opportunity to date Tyra Banks fo’ NOBODY. Especially if they’re gonna turn up ANYWAY. Don’t get me wrong, I’m worried, but I’m sure she’s fine. I’m sure she’s alive. I hope so. Cuz yeah… when I got back from watching America’s Next Top Model, I noticed that her purse, bag, and cel phone were in her room. But her body wasn’t.

Soooo…. I started thinking and at that moment I understood. “Oh my God, she killed herself.” That’s when I started checking the apartment. I went to the bathroom and prepared for the worst, I am not even kidding. I creeped up to the shower and grabbed the curtain and went all dramatic opening it up, nervously expecting to see her BODY thrown in the tub, blood and all.

Thankfully her body isn’t there. I haven’t checked the closets, but hell, who would kill themselves in a closet, seriously. Moving ON.

I DO hope Joixa is enjoying Aruba or Barbados or wherever she’s flown of to on her broom, that witch. Where she’s at right now, butterflies are braiding her curly hair. The moon shines oh so brightly upon her beautiful radiant eyes… and men in loinclothes fulfill her every whim and desire. This probably means they’re giving her food… that girl loves to eat. That’s the life, my friends. That is the life. Anywho, I hope she comes back really soon because the Holidays are coming up and we have to buy a Christmas tree and have our Christmas dinner together and she cannot bail on me for some stupid vacation that she “needs”. Please remind her of this if you see her. I don’t know where she is.

xReggles

The easy vibe series will be ending on November 11th with our series finalé. Here is a short movie of clips from the series, created by Regner. If you havn’t yet checked our episodes out, please do. You can start here with Episode One.

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