Twice-told: Shitty weekend, by J. Ávila

SINGLE ENTRY:

It all started as a normal Friday: sunny, boring, and though the day was just beginning I knew it was going to be an exhausting long day. I dressed up neatly -more than I usually do- with black and dark shirt, jeans, and shoes. I took seventy thousand pesos to pay the ECAES -of which the deadline was that day at noon- and put them in my pocket. I left home feeling pretty down and arrived to the bus stop, where I got on the bus. All I can remember is that I did nothing more than listening to music. Then, when I finally got to the bank and filled out the deposit receipt, I walked towards the banker to realize that I had lost the money. All of it! I returned home just to find nothing. Later, my ex-boyfriend gave me a ride to work, but we were late. The next day, I packed my lunch and put some soda in a flask, just to notice two blocks away from home that the soda was dripping on my left shoe –which continued to happen on the MIO. Later, a few blocks away from work, I almost fall down there! I said, “Had I fallen here, I wouldn’t continue going to work…”

DOUBLE ENTRY:

It all started as a plain and normal Friday: sunny and bright, boring and dull, and though the day was just beginning I knew it was going to be a pale and exhausting long and endless day. I dressed up neatly and tidily -more than I usually do- with black and dark shirt, jeans, and shoes. I took and grabbed seventy thousand pesos to pay the ECAES -of which the deadline and closing day was that day at noon- and put them in my pocket. I went out and left home feeling pretty down and grim, got and arrived to the bus stop and got on it. All I can remember and recall is that I did nothing else and nothing more than listening to music and songs. Then, when I finally and at last got and made it to the bank and filled out and in the deposit receipt, I headed and walked towards the cashier and banker to find out and realize at the same time that I had lost and misplaced the money. All of it! I went back and returned home just to find nothing. Later and a few hours after that, my ex-boyfriend picked me up and gave me a ride to work, but we were late and tardy. The next day, in other words Saturday, I packed and prepared my lunch and some soda in a flask, just to feel and perceive two blocks away from home that the soda was spilling and dripping on my left shoe –which continued to happen on the MIO. Later, a few blocks away from work, I almost fall down and collapse there! I said and stated, “Had I fallen here, I wouldn’t continue and keep on going to work…”