I'm writing this one for posterity.
I woke up to someones feet tangled in my hair. I had somehow forgotten to take the bottom part of my swim suit off the night before, and my throat was sore.
This was at 7 A.M.
Carla and Heather have been my temporary roommates for this weekend, while Patty and Sheila became frequent visitors, which has left my room a mess due to empty bags of chips, half full cups containing sprite and vodka, and the remnants of our newly created drinking game from fridays sleepover.
Instead of cleaning I am chosing to update while I take some time off from Lost Season 2.
The best thing to ever happen to television and one of the reasons for mine and Juan's increasing bond. I never thought someone would have the patience to sit with me for two hours between classes and answer everyone of my questions about the episodes of season 1. I'm glad we've gotten to the point were I can show up at his house and demand he rewatch the episodes with me.
My Cd collection keeps growing with every Cd I take from Jose and Martin. I've even been volunteering to drive us to the beach as long as they play DJ. I had forgotten that good music used to make my life.
Sheila and I ended up at the grove the other afternoon, when I decided to cut class. We always do the cigarette, redbull thing while laying on picnic tables in the shade. We laughed at the fact that we always end up there no matter what we've been through. It was comforting.
Jose keeps repeating, "Things took a turn for the interesting this weekend..." into the phone.
Also, "I need a hurricane party, damn it!"
Through Patty, we've been spending a lot of time at Jeremy's apartment. It sucks that he has to move...to the building next door. He's been an amazing host though. I hate that I always end up drinking too much and don't remember the majority of the night. I know he has a heated pool, gives us full access to his and his roommates liquor supply, and let's me pass out on the air matress while he shows us his own indepentdant film projects. This makes him my favorite St.Thomian ever.
Ximena has played a somewhat important role in my life lately. Every time I see her whether we're watching people play beer pong, or are tanning, or watching the VMA's on her couch we always end up talking about her semester abroad. She told me to do it. And I finally decided too.
I will be spending Spring 2008 in London,England. The paper work is due in less than a week and i've been scrambling to put it all together. My parent's are behind me 100% not only with their support but with the tuition costs.
I'm excited. I need to do this now. The only thing that i'm hesitant about is leaving my family, friends, and this new life i've been building for myself but if they are really worth it they will pause for me.
I've even restablished my friendship with Chelsea,Nicole, and Andy (who happens to be in one of my labs this semester). These were all such important people in my life and I can't believe we let our relationships fade away.
(I was surrounded by such horrible people that I didn't realize how much one good friend was worth. Now that the bad seems to have been removed away from me by some heavenly force a lot more of the good keeps appearing. As if by law of attraction. And that is all I can say on what I think is such a negative subject.)
I am glad all that has passed.
Back to London.
Anyways the only problem, if you can call it that, is the fact that my car lease is up October 11th. I'm leaving in January and won't be back till May. I think it's ridiculous to have my parents pay for a new car when it will just be sitting in my drive way for 5 months. So basically...I need a mode of transportation for the 3 months in between turning in my car and leaving abroad. My dad has been questioning me about this lately but I don't have an answer to give him.
Public Transporation System?
I'll make Lourdes walk to FIU with me as part of our work out. She's another person who has really been here for me whether its been to go to the gym or get coffee or just make fun of peoples livejournals.
( I know you are reading this practically as I type it.)
and last but certainly not least. There is a ....somewhat small and not obssesive crush, regarless of how many times the people around me accuse me of saying his name.
And yes, there might have been 5 girls over my house looking at his facebook pictures...
I feel giggly.
But this is so bad. I have sworn off any type of romantic relationship until I am back in the States. I REFUSE to have ANYTHING ruin my trip abroad.
But this son of a bitch has practically fallen into my lap, obviously from the greek pantheon of God's (because he obviously could have NOT come from anywhere else).
I'm talking so much shit. It's just crazy. I haven't had to get to know someone in that way for the last 2 years. I had forgotten how much work goes into this process. Text messages back and forth, and interpreting phone calls...it's exhausting.
I hate having to wait this out. I don't even want to be in this situation right now. When he asked me for my number I should have told him I had herpes...that would have stopped things right there.
I'm not even going to think about this anymore.
Right now i am looking foward too these upcoming events:
Interpol this Wed. with Jose,Patty, and Ximena.
Halloween Horror Nights.
and
Gator Growl at Heathers.
After that it will be smooth sailing past Thanksgiving, Christmas, and buying stylish coats and boots for my trip.
<3
This was at 7 A.M.
Carla and Heather have been my temporary roommates for this weekend, while Patty and Sheila became frequent visitors, which has left my room a mess due to empty bags of chips, half full cups containing sprite and vodka, and the remnants of our newly created drinking game from fridays sleepover.
Instead of cleaning I am chosing to update while I take some time off from Lost Season 2.
The best thing to ever happen to television and one of the reasons for mine and Juan's increasing bond. I never thought someone would have the patience to sit with me for two hours between classes and answer everyone of my questions about the episodes of season 1. I'm glad we've gotten to the point were I can show up at his house and demand he rewatch the episodes with me.
My Cd collection keeps growing with every Cd I take from Jose and Martin. I've even been volunteering to drive us to the beach as long as they play DJ. I had forgotten that good music used to make my life.
Sheila and I ended up at the grove the other afternoon, when I decided to cut class. We always do the cigarette, redbull thing while laying on picnic tables in the shade. We laughed at the fact that we always end up there no matter what we've been through. It was comforting.
Jose keeps repeating, "Things took a turn for the interesting this weekend..." into the phone.
Also, "I need a hurricane party, damn it!"
Through Patty, we've been spending a lot of time at Jeremy's apartment. It sucks that he has to move...to the building next door. He's been an amazing host though. I hate that I always end up drinking too much and don't remember the majority of the night. I know he has a heated pool, gives us full access to his and his roommates liquor supply, and let's me pass out on the air matress while he shows us his own indepentdant film projects. This makes him my favorite St.Thomian ever.
Ximena has played a somewhat important role in my life lately. Every time I see her whether we're watching people play beer pong, or are tanning, or watching the VMA's on her couch we always end up talking about her semester abroad. She told me to do it. And I finally decided too.
I will be spending Spring 2008 in London,England. The paper work is due in less than a week and i've been scrambling to put it all together. My parent's are behind me 100% not only with their support but with the tuition costs.
I'm excited. I need to do this now. The only thing that i'm hesitant about is leaving my family, friends, and this new life i've been building for myself but if they are really worth it they will pause for me.
I've even restablished my friendship with Chelsea,Nicole, and Andy (who happens to be in one of my labs this semester). These were all such important people in my life and I can't believe we let our relationships fade away.
(I was surrounded by such horrible people that I didn't realize how much one good friend was worth. Now that the bad seems to have been removed away from me by some heavenly force a lot more of the good keeps appearing. As if by law of attraction. And that is all I can say on what I think is such a negative subject.)
I am glad all that has passed.
Back to London.
Anyways the only problem, if you can call it that, is the fact that my car lease is up October 11th. I'm leaving in January and won't be back till May. I think it's ridiculous to have my parents pay for a new car when it will just be sitting in my drive way for 5 months. So basically...I need a mode of transportation for the 3 months in between turning in my car and leaving abroad. My dad has been questioning me about this lately but I don't have an answer to give him.
Public Transporation System?
I'll make Lourdes walk to FIU with me as part of our work out. She's another person who has really been here for me whether its been to go to the gym or get coffee or just make fun of peoples livejournals.
( I know you are reading this practically as I type it.)
and last but certainly not least. There is a ....somewhat small and not obssesive crush, regarless of how many times the people around me accuse me of saying his name.
And yes, there might have been 5 girls over my house looking at his facebook pictures...
I feel giggly.
But this is so bad. I have sworn off any type of romantic relationship until I am back in the States. I REFUSE to have ANYTHING ruin my trip abroad.
But this son of a bitch has practically fallen into my lap, obviously from the greek pantheon of God's (because he obviously could have NOT come from anywhere else).
I'm talking so much shit. It's just crazy. I haven't had to get to know someone in that way for the last 2 years. I had forgotten how much work goes into this process. Text messages back and forth, and interpreting phone calls...it's exhausting.
I hate having to wait this out. I don't even want to be in this situation right now. When he asked me for my number I should have told him I had herpes...that would have stopped things right there.
I'm not even going to think about this anymore.
Right now i am looking foward too these upcoming events:
Interpol this Wed. with Jose,Patty, and Ximena.
Halloween Horror Nights.
and
Gator Growl at Heathers.
After that it will be smooth sailing past Thanksgiving, Christmas, and buying stylish coats and boots for my trip.
<3