Cinco de Mayo: Day four of my captivity.
A sudden onset of a mysterious illness has rendered me hostaged here at home. Day four of this irksome imprisonment. I don’t believe it is necessary that I am placed on lockdown due to two fainting spells, but then again there were not significant warnings that foretold of my impending blackouts. One never knows, including myself, when it will strike again [[ yes yes, I'm going to the doctor in the morning!! ]]. So I have yet to decide whether I will completely hate my situation as I know this will last a few more nights in before I am allowed to see the evening sky and feel the stingingly cool southern California breeze against my skin [[ who am I kidding? hotflashes galore wherever I am! ]]; or be nonchalant about this confinement because no amount of protest will free me…. not even Cinco de Mayo. Yes I know, its a shame to be a Southern Californian and not come out on this historic day. And yes, I know the history behind this holiday: commemoration of the Battle of Puebla wherein the Mexicans won over the French in 1862. I refuse to celebrate holidays that I don’t understand you see. Complete avoidance of being seen as a California girl who uses any possible excuse to drink is one of my “things” and I drink whether there’s a reason or not anyway, so no need for quasi-celebratory guises that will just make me look like an idiot when asked. Nor do I have large breasts that I may use to distract the questioner from inquiring. This goes for Christmas too!! I get National Bosses day, as well as Guy Fawkes day [[ although I do not celebrate this because first off I'm not a British Catholic and second, I really don't care much for explosives ]]. My favorites are St. Patrick’s and Halloween [[ oh pagan traditional terrorism ]], for obvious reasons hehehe, but thats not the point!!! What I’m trying to get across is one should know the reason for all the festivities prior to participating/drinking. Familiarize yourself with the salutatory phrase “I’ll drink to that,” because thats what you’re doing when you partake of any alcoholic substance in these events. If you don’t know, google it. There isn’t an excuse in this world to not go out of your way to seek knowledge since the advent of the internet. Just yesterday I was told that the internet has the ability to save us [[ humanity, in a non religious context, duh ]]. We have an overwhelming amount of resources available to us and we should use it!!!! I cannot further stress the importance of knowing and understanding our surroundings. I, myself, am still honing my skills in this keenness-driven pursuit to know more so I cannot be considered an authority. What I’ve done is merely diverted your, whoever you are my audience, attention to our overall ignorance. So lets start with something fun: know your holidays and the reason as to why we flood our veins with alcohol at these things.
My lockdown has gotten into my head. Thank you God for a boyfriend who visits me plenty, otherwise I would have gone insane out of boredom…
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