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I can't believe it. It's been a year since Hurricane Maria. A year ago today, everything changed. I remember the night before vividly. My grandmother was with me on the couch. As was my cousin and my aunt as they all joked that grandma was enjoying wrestling as I watched Raw on TV. Then the … Continue reading A Year Later…
I'm a bag of emotions for June. On one hand I'm eager for it to finally get here but at the same time, I'm scared. Hurricane season starts June 1st. I hate that our governor says he's ready for the season. It's fine and dandy he is, he has priority for restoration of all services. … Continue reading Twenty Days to Go…
The whole WhiteFish situation is a mess. I’m glad it’s all coming to light regardless of anyone denying involvement. It’s still a corrupt piece of paper that now apparently nobody signed and nobody approved. That doesn’t change the real situation of the island. We still don’t have power in most of the island. Water is … Continue reading Day Twenty: Corruption and the Fish
It’s been 35 days since Maria. Nothing has changed in my neck of the woods. I’m back to work and it’s costing me money every day to get there. I bought clothes online. My water that I ordered ages ago still hadn’t arrived. Happy mail is stunted. I’m slowly being covered in bug bites. This … Continue reading Day Nineteen: No Changes
Today’s title is a quote as said by my roomie, Carlos. He’s said this quite a few times in the past few weeks since Maria struck. He actually has a point too. We’re facing the biggest crisis this island has encountered in these past few decades. Everything is getting out of hand. The power situation … Continue reading Day Eighteen: ‘The Enemy of a Puerto Rican is Another Puerto Rican’
Yesterday the sky was pink. I barely saw it from Old San Juan but everyone was talking about it. It was all over Facebook and all the social media. That’s the contaminaion from all the cars and generators that are currently running. The sky was pink due to all the fuel. It was beautiful but … Continue reading Day Seventeen: Rain
You know, that's fine and dandy but the life outside my apartment also sucks because we're trying to survive here. Power Grid keeps collapsing. It's not being able to last 24hrs at 16% without it giving out. As far as I heard a relief worker discussing, the grid hasn't been repaired and it'll take a … Continue reading Day Sixteen: ‘There Is Life Outside Your Apartment’
The nine percent or so that had power up until recently? A lot of them lost it. So it's back to square one for a lot of those people. Some have gotten power for a few hours. Others, like me, are waiting for anything. An update, a sign of life, anything that will bring in some … Continue reading Day Fifteen: What Even?
It's currently Saturday(when I started writing this) and I'm stuck waiting for a cab driver to give me a ride back to my aunt's. I opted to go home because I thought it would make me feel better. It didn't. I found out yesterday that I was on CNN on top of ABC News(which I … Continue reading Day Twelve: Four Days Later
