Introduce yourself – who you are, what you do, and where you are.
This is a blog for those who want to share and discuss their everyday life during, before or after lockdown due to the coronavirus outbreak of November 2019.
You can call me KimiCupCake because I like sweets. I am 30 years old still trying to figure out who I am, what I do and where I am going. Currently homeless in the slums of California during a pandemic. I was retired, but I went back to work to learn more about the art of baking beautiful desserts that I cannot eat due to my weak immune system. (So I’ve been practicing intermittent fasting plus Keto and following Dr. Berg’s Youtube advices to find a cure.) I recently lost my part time job at a cute Taiwanese bakery that I love, which I thought of as my dream, but turned out to be a nightmare. I was only there for a few weeks and everything was already tumbling down the drain. Because of my crazy schedule, the manager demoted me and gave me strange hours and little tasks that had to do anything with food. My body ached every day doing janitorial tasks I did not want to do, waiting for my day of promotion to finally bake which never came because of a poltergeist.
When I started my in house training, strange things kept happening in the kitchen. Stuff would fall for no reason. The door would swing open by itself. My coworker would tell me she never saw anything like it before I started. Most of the time, I was alone in my own section during the night. I know how to use a broom, and I know how to sweep, but somehow the broom managed to smack me in the face! Can anyone explain these things other than supernatural occurrence? Then one day early February was the last straw for me. I finished organizing the freezer and then a heavy wooden pallet fell on my left butt cheek. I was in so much pain, I could hardly walk for the rest of the night. The manager finally sent me home after filing out paperwork of the incident. When I tried to leave, my car would not start. The strange part was, earlier that week I dreamt that my car broke down in the middle of the highway and a woman tried to kill me with her boba straw! Even though she turned into a demon, I was still asking her politely to remove her straw out of my neck, but eventually I choked and woke up. I wasn’t even sleeping in a strange position! So that’s how my time freed up and random videos of Wuhan popped up into my youtube feed on February 5th, 2020. I stayed up all night watching videos of people suddenly dying and shortly the videos were removed, so I was unable to share it with anyone. Everyone I talked to wouldn’t take me seriously, especially my mother who was visiting temporarily. I warned her not to leave because so many people passed away, but she brushed me off and said, it’s not happening here. The problem is…it was and it is and I knew, but nobody listens because no one wants to hear bad news.
So if you don’t want to hear any news, this blog spot is not for you.
If you’re wondering why I don’t vlog, it’s because, (again) I am homeless, and my old laptop is too slow. I can’t even make nice edits to the page without chrome freezing! So, bare with me and read on and pass your time with me. I wanted to write a book or biography, but who out there will publish this in these dark times. This is where I’ll share with you my deepest darkest secrets because I’ve got nothing else to do and you must be really bored if you’re reading this. 😉