unending entertainment

part2
So my brother suggest that i go to the the comic-con, but first i helped my brothers and aunt, to take our mother to the car, where she will be care in my uncle hospital. sited in a wheelchair, she got in the car, and giving me a prey, for a safe trip. Then she was gone. leaving just me and my brother alone. i spend my time seen the Internet, going to my favorite sites, checking on the news, and read my latest e mail. after an hour, i told my brother, "lets go", so he took me to the border, that connect Mexico and USA, giving me a hug, and saying "everything is gonna be alright, typical brother cliche if ye ask me. (that was for laught)
So i cross , my baggage's were check, bought my trolley ticket and i hop on board, straight to downtown, of the best city of USA, San Diego. I got off in city college, going to a very nearby hotel, were i was receive well, paying for a 4 nights, and finally the key for my room. Inside i settle, putting my clothes in the drawers, same go to my underwear's, with some orios, too. But the worst part when i turn the tv, that didn't have no HBO or Cinemax, not even Showtime. But some Nick , Cartoon Network, and yeah some comedy central. So my time on the con, was great, from promoting my movie blog, to going to many confess, seen in persons, famous peoples like Kevin smi9th, Judd Apatow, Seth Rogen, Paris Hilton, Dwayne Johnson, Seth McFarland, to the oh my god Sarah Silverman, watchmen director Zach snyder, chainsaw gun toting Cl iffy B., ddcreator Butch Hartman, the demented cast of racist of always sunny, to the pot smoking Harold n Kumar, to the man who put a clawglope West Craven. Also, making note on things on what i gonna buy, and of course meeting some people, in the indie, biz. but sadly i went alone, i didn't have no one from high school, that were in comics, movies, and sci-fi. But when night come, i always leave in bicycle, that i rent it, from the con to the motel, watching the top tide guys, and very pleasing women in sexy dresses, walking in the sound banging dancing clubs, while, i go to the nearest fast food place, to buy dinner, and let me tell you something, it suck the tacos they make there. Arriving in my room, i turn the tv, and see on my favorite channel something good, but of course the only well i can please my self, would be seen something that involve (well i wont mentioned), so i get the Daily Show, to the Colbert Report, the best political comedy of all time. Later i star making plans for going to the Indy comics stand, in the con, to keep promoting myself, before i sleep i watch the boondock, i very interesting take on all subject that involve the black culture, i wont mention the episode, cause this is the first time i see it. That always try to tell the true, on many thing, from business, to popularity, and what art. i didnt always sleep good, cause of my mom. But some night i make it throught. Not always torturing myself, so when the last day came, the dope of the motel told me, to check out but till i was coming back, to pick up my bags, and go. So he chose to leave my baggages in the administration desk, that later come to pick it. So by end of the con, i try to buy the graphic novels that matter to me, but some of them were sold out. so try to get the much i needed. I went to a near gamestop, and buy a ps2 game jak x racing, to be occupy in something. ate in a corner chineese restaurant, took my bag from the hotel, and went to the trolley station, buying ticket from the machine, and getting on board, to home. But still i didn't fell like getting, cause really home is not the same with a mother in a hospital to try and live another day. Crossing the border, while i was stop by the guard, who told me to push a button that turn a light gree, letting me pass, i mean for christ M. sake, that poor is the security of my country. Hey why don't we give every paisano, and American taco. Yeah that would suck even more. So i call my brother, he pick me in a mcdonald, and given me a review of the happening, some aunts, that come from the south to visit us, i dint really fell to see them, and that still my mother was in the hospital. so he took me there. Seen her laying in the bed cover with pillow, and some blanket, while a fan hit her leg , i sit to see, holding a button, where i told her about my trip, and telling about a artist name Michael Turner, that inspiration to all who wanna be a somebody in the comic world. so she told me to turn off the fan, to leave her, while everybody that came to see her, out to when home, i stay. spending the night there.

the joy that can change

day 1
it was hard to enjoy the comic-con, couse with my mother, suffering from breast cancer, i feel deprees, and lonely. it all started when her feets were swelling, turning in purple. she can harly walk, and speak slowly. so thing was changing, hard in the house. Me and my brothers were getting worry, and my father was just thinking, and getting more sadder. It was hard to survive a day, without worrying my mother, but then hope came when a aunt told us about a medicine, involving poison of a scorpion. That can heal a person cancer, that kind of remedy could only come from Cuba. we were relive there was a solution, but of course, that' was one perpestive, cause there was another. knowing the true that the poison don't cure everything, one person thyat was been threating, have some kind of side effects. Cause she lost movement, on some part of her body. So there were no solution, and my mom was getting worst. So we took her to a small hospital own by a uncle. As for me i when to san diego, i didn't want go, but my older brother told me to go. But still i couldn't enjoy it. Without worrying of her healt, it was hard. And something tell me is gonna be harder, to take it.