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That we have to be perfect?

Do you think it’s possible?

If he says so.

I’m not perfect.

I’d have a drink.

Whiskey.

Beer.

Beer? come on!

What? I like beer.

So what, and I like the school janitor.

Right, cause you don’t fuck him.

I don’t fuck anybody ok, I “make love.”

That’s what the “conversation” was for? So you can learn how to “make love,”

And did you tell Mom in the “conversation” that you were “making love” to the school janitor?

No because I didn’t know him yet.

You’re just jealous because nobody has had a “conversation” with you,

because you are Dad’s responsibility and he’d rather die than have a “conversa4on.”

No because he trusts me! It’s too expensive to get your boobs done!

More expensive is gonna be the therapy when I’m all uncomfortable with my body and all that.

At least I’ll like my boobs forever, not like your ta<oo.

I paid for my tattoo, ok.

Yeah sure, you stuck your hand in your pocket and paid, but that’s Dad’s money.

I wouldn’t be so sure that Dad’s money is his anyway.

Ok, great, so nobody owns his or her own money.

Nobody.

But everybody owns their body.

I wouldn’t be so sure, because your new tits won’t be yours.

And in two hundred years the only thing left of you is going to be your boobs.

And of you, nothing.

Do you want to live until you are old?

No, you?

No.

You know if we were born a thousand years ago, at this age we would already be old?

We’d have sons and grandsons.

I don’t want to have a son.

I don’t want to be a son.

I don’t want to have a son because sons don’t want to be sons any more.

I don’t want to be the son because parents, even though they know sons don’t want to be sons, they have them anyway...

And mom says I’m selfish because I leave my clothes on the floor for the maid to pick ’em up.

That’s something I really wouldn’t like to be…

The maid.

And what would you like to be?

... happy?

Oh, come on, seriously,

Seriously.

Boring.

It’s so obvious that we are in the bathroom, why doesn’t somebody come and find us?

Because they are afraid of us.

Is that a new sweatshirt?

Yeah, nice?

Nice, but I would cut the sleeves off.

Yeah, me too.

Should we cut them?

I don’t feel like it.

I’m hungry.

I’m not.

Me neither ,I was just saying to have something to do.

Are you bored?

No, you?

No...I’m gonna get soccer shoes…

What for? You don’t play soccer...you’re gonna start playing soccer now?

No, it’s just that I already have all the other kinds.

Do you want something to drink?

Like what?

Whiskey.

You bought that whiskey?

No.

Is it Dad’s?

No.

Liar.

Let’s steal something else from his stuff.

Like what?

I don’t know.

Let’s take some of his money!

Yes, and then we buy whatever we want.

Yeah! And what do we want?...What do we want?

I don’t know.

Unnecessary risk situations!

That’s number three! Racing on the highway is an unnecessary risk situation!

I remembered! Its number three right?

Number three: Unnecessary risk situations, right.

We match with three.

Do you want to know the next one?

Starts with ma‌

Manifestation...

Number two.

Emotions?

Manifestation‌ emotions‌ manifestation of emotions.

“Contained” there’s your fucking word.

“Manifestation of contained emotions.�

Do you want to know the next one?

No.

Why?

Because‌my stomach hurts.

That’s number four!

Liar.

“Enhancement of physical pain�...are you going to kill yourself?

No, I don’t want to...

My stomach hurts because of those whole-wheat cookies you gave me...

You asked for them.

And you let me eat them‌

All.

I didn’t even notice, I wasn’t even hungry.

Mom says they are healthier.

Anything Mom says is a load of shit.

She says so because she feels guilty.

She thinks if she buys us whole wheat cookies she’s gonna feel less guilty for not having the guts to get a divorce.

They are not healthy‌ look at me.

But then what are they whole wheat for?

You said, so mom could feel less guilty.

Do you feel guilty about anything?

Do you?

Yes.

What for?

For wanting to get new tits...you?

Yeah.

Why?

I dunno why.

I just feel guilty...do you think you can feel guilty without knowing why?

I think you can feel anything.

You can even feel like killing yourself?

And what if someone matches the ten characteristics and doesn’t want to kill himself?

I guess he just has to do it.

How can you have bad grades in religion?

Because I don’t have any faith?

I should be paid for each one I fit with...one million pesos.

Noooo...ten million.

Number one says “Using alcohol and drugs.�

Number two says “Lack of interest in school or school work.”

Number three says “Unnecessary risk situation.”

Number four says “Manifestation of contained emotions.�

Number five says “Enhancement of physical pain.”

Number six, “Feeling of boredom”…Do you feel bored?

Yes, ok, yes, I’m bored.

I’m bored of hearing that what I am is bored… I’m bored of being bored.

And being bored of being board can’t s4ll be being bored, it wouldn’t make any sense.

It’s not the fucking bored person’s fault that he’s bored, is the fault of those who don’t entertain him.

I’m bored of eating so I say I’m not hungry.

I’m bored of talking with you but you listen so I go on talking.

I’m bored of getting up in the morning but I say “five more minutes please.”

I’m bored of the crap I get at fucking school so I get C’s and nobody says anything.

I’m bored of TV so I fall asleep.

I’m bored of Dad so when I hear him coming I turn on the TV and he falls asleep.

I’m bored of Mom so I hug her.

Yes, I’m bored. I’m dead bored.

But if I ate more, I’m sure I would need five more minutes in bed.

And if I didn’t watch so much TV, I wouldn’t get all C’s.

And if I asked, Mom would hug me more.

And if I didn’t talk when Dad was watching TV, maybe we could have dinner in peace for once in this house.

60 million.

Characteristic number seven! “Lack of interest in common activities.�

What the fuck are common activities?

Playing Nintendo Wii, surfing the internet.

No, but not those. Those are things you do because you like to.

I don’t like to.

Well, then why do you do them?

‘Cause they are common activities like breathing.

Breathing is an obligation.

Going to school is an obligation.

Breathing is not the same as going to school.

Why not?

Because to breath you don’t have to think.

You don’t have to think to go to school either.

Any activity that becomes a habit is boring.

70 million

And number nine says: “Poor sleeping and eating habits.”

You never eat, Clemente, you are like a girl.

And you sleep all day.

Yeah, but you can die of starvation.

“Starvation.” Where the fuck did you get that from?

I saw it on MTV, each year millions of kids die of starvation.

So what?! Do I look black to you...how am I going to die, hello, we are not in Africa, ok?

People die.

People, ok, people, but not me.

Imagine you died and everybody is crying, all the aunts and uncles‌

I wouldn’t know what to do, what to wear...

That’s why Mom didn’t take us to Granny’s funeral.

It’s too much for us.

Wait a minute, I just figured out something really intense...

That in the end we are all going to die.

Mom,

Dad,

me…

you.

Shut up ok? Asshole, what’s up with your drama, you are beginning to act like the maid, such a drama queen.

80 million!

“Preoccupation with the issue of death,”

“Withdrawal from family members,�

Are you thinking what I’m thinking?

Yes.

Damn the day you got that homework.

Damn my religion teacher for giving me that homework.

Damn the school for hiring him.

Damn our parents for putting us in that school. Damn whoever invented that school.

Damn whoever invented education.

Damn our parents for educating us.

Damn them for having us.

Damn them for getting married.

Damn them for falling in love.

How stupid.

Damn the day they met each other, and damn their parents for having them.

And damn their parents’ parents.

And their parents’ parents’ parents.

Damn God.

God doesn’t exist, you wimp.

I know.

Then why do you curse him, moron?

Because it’s got to be his fault.

Even if he doesn’t exist?

Well if not, then who’s fault is it?

Do you want to do it, yes or no?

Yes, right now, meet me at my place in ten.

Are you alone?

Yes, with the maid...did you bring anything?

Nothing? And how are we going to do it, I don’t have anything here.

You don’t have a rope?

For what?

No, but we could‌ use your bra?

Are you nuts? I’m not gonna be walking around without my bra.

Hello, you won’t be walking around.

No, forget it, I’m not dying with my tits sagging‌what do you want me to be, the cover of National Geographic?

No, and if we hung ourselves they would put us in the coffin with turtlenecks...

No, turtlenecks no, so ugly.

And if we take all the pills we can find in the bathroom,

It’s all homeopathic natural shit.

A natural death...

There is Advil, what if we take them all?

And we die skinny‌?

What if we stick our heads in the toilet?

Like I hold your head, you hold mine…weird?

Yeah, no, and I won’t die on my knees, like begging for forgiveness, no way.

And with gas?

We open the gas, no pain, we won’t be found with weird intense faces or anything, we can just sit and talk cool.

No, gas smells like eggs, forget it!

Yeah like, hey don’t come in we’re having a picnic in the bathroom!

We can throw the blow drier in the sink and stick our hand in it...

Hardcore‌

Yeah too much for the maid, because she’s obviously going to be the one to find us.

Yeah and she’ll be all traumatized.

And this can be like our suicide note:

“You wanted me to learn the whole list you stupid religion teacher, I studied it.

“I studied it so well I even made a practical assignment…! Don’t you like practical assignments you shit head?

You wanted selfdiscipline…? Here’s your fucking selfdiscipline!

You wanted us to be creative, to express ourselves?

So we got creative!

You wanted selfinitiative?

You wanted us to understand consequences?

You can stick your fucking consequences up your ass!

Now you don’t have to worry about my future any more Dad, there, I made it really easy.

And now what will you do to get rid of all this “bad energy� Mom?

There, so now you know what “bad energy” is!

Didn’t you want us to be perfect, Dad?

Now make me a perfect funeral you asshole, and cry over my grave!

Have you ever seen Dad cry?

Just out of happiness...

That’s spooky.

What?

To see someone cry out of happiness.

Someone that cries out of happiness is hiding something. Something that makes them cry at happy moments.

Or has lost something.

Or there is something they miss.

Do you miss something?

Yes. But is something I lost so long ago I don’t even remember what it was anymore.

Did you cry out of happiness then?

I don’t cry… I’ve never been sad enough to cry.

Well then maybe, what you miss is crying.

There is the gas.

Ok, ok, enough...too much with the “staying forever in the bathroom” game…let’s go get something to eat?

Espe…hey you can cut my hair...how about that? Change my look? No?

Do you remember me when I was little?

Not really, do you?

Remember myself?

Yes.

No, but I remember there was a dog.

I remember that dog too.

I wonder what happened to that dog.

You don’t remember what happened to the dog?

No.

You killed it.

Me?

Yes, ‘cause Mom used to say that you and the dog were best friends,

And if the dog ever got lost or died you would be miserable.

That’s why I killed it? So I could be miserable?

We have to make the most of our last moments.

How?

Doing what we like the most.

And what do we like the most?

How long will our last moments last?

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