After waking up from a wonderful sleep in my cousin's bed (haha, he's off to college!) I was relishing my lack of work ethic as I laid in bed, with no particular deadline or assignment for the day. I finally decided to get up around 11:30am to relieve my bladder which was giving me an urgent assignment due first thing in the morning. So I was rubbing my eyes on my way to the bathroom and BOOM! I ran forehead-first in to a small post by the bathroom and at the top of the stairs of my aunt and uncle's place. What a welcome. Now I got a nice little red mark at my hairline to go with my immense scars on my right-hand. This has not been a good summer for Beto's body. The worse part is, I've actually lived in this house. For about three months straight actually, a couple of years ago. Guess I wasn't used to going to bathroom from that particular angle. Should have slept on the sofa that I had grown so accustomed to.
Good luck at Pitzer Patricio, I know you're gonna love it.
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