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So, what have i been doing?
Went to Mexico for a bit, that was pretty cool. Scuba diving in the Caribbean, jetskiing, swimming with sharks and dolphins, spending a day in Cuba in a bar in Havanna smoking a cigar as long as you are portly, kayaking, drinking insane amounts of tequila, seducing drunk American cheerleaders, getting hot, paragliding, visiting ancient Mayan cities, trying to instigate gang warfare between cats and iguanas, trecking through the jungle, cruise around Isla Mujeres, wearing sombreros, learning Californian handshakes from a gay frisco skater called Angel, chilling by the pool, vodka drinking contests with some New Jersey chaps, travelling from bar to bar on the Mardi Gras party bus, getting so drunk on the first night i actually wet myself, insulting Texans, salsa lessons, dancing with desperate ageing women to reggae......
It was a good holiday. Although i seemed to bring back some crazy tropical disease which obliterated my stamina at Amecon. Still tried enjoying maself though, and was proud of the fact i was only sick three times. Although i did start coughing up blood on the Tuesday. That kinda sucked. I mean, i had to fucking *shaower* to wash it off! And it hadn't even been a full week. I feel scandalised. Yet clean.
Anyways, heading back up to Manchester in a couple of hours for resits. Should have bothered to go to the exams first time around really. Still, no point in complaining now. Should be a doddle, although three months of neglect has distorted a great number of the information i was apparently taught. It'll be fun finding out though.
That's all a bit boring really. I should write something a bit more entertaining and interesting. But that would be what they expect me to do! So instead i'm going to go and tidy the filth left by last nights house destruction party. Those crazy kids.
Went to Mexico for a bit, that was pretty cool. Scuba diving in the Caribbean, jetskiing, swimming with sharks and dolphins, spending a day in Cuba in a bar in Havanna smoking a cigar as long as you are portly, kayaking, drinking insane amounts of tequila, seducing drunk American cheerleaders, getting hot, paragliding, visiting ancient Mayan cities, trying to instigate gang warfare between cats and iguanas, trecking through the jungle, cruise around Isla Mujeres, wearing sombreros, learning Californian handshakes from a gay frisco skater called Angel, chilling by the pool, vodka drinking contests with some New Jersey chaps, travelling from bar to bar on the Mardi Gras party bus, getting so drunk on the first night i actually wet myself, insulting Texans, salsa lessons, dancing with desperate ageing women to reggae......
It was a good holiday. Although i seemed to bring back some crazy tropical disease which obliterated my stamina at Amecon. Still tried enjoying maself though, and was proud of the fact i was only sick three times. Although i did start coughing up blood on the Tuesday. That kinda sucked. I mean, i had to fucking *shaower* to wash it off! And it hadn't even been a full week. I feel scandalised. Yet clean.
Anyways, heading back up to Manchester in a couple of hours for resits. Should have bothered to go to the exams first time around really. Still, no point in complaining now. Should be a doddle, although three months of neglect has distorted a great number of the information i was apparently taught. It'll be fun finding out though.
That's all a bit boring really. I should write something a bit more entertaining and interesting. But that would be what they expect me to do! So instead i'm going to go and tidy the filth left by last nights house destruction party. Those crazy kids.