Craziness is like heaven.
So much has taken place in the last two weeks that I don't even know where to begin.
Saturday: 26.June.2004
Jessie came over in the afternoon and we sat around my house eating left over Graduation cake. "Jessie, I feel like getting a tattoo today." And I did just that. We called up Mark and made an appointment for 6:30. It's on my back, but not too low - you can't see it when I bend over. It's a butterfly. There's no color, only black and gray and it's much bigger than I expected. I love it. And it didn't hurt nearly as bad as I thought it was going to. Afterward, I went to Denny's with Jessie and Joey and from there we went to the movie. And what a movie it was. I had black eyeliner all over my face by the end of it. I recommend it, I really do. I did a lot of gasping for air in between sobs. It was really quite the sight.
Jessie and I went back to my house and dropped Joey off. Changed our clothes and went to this party. I got drunk. Jessie thought that would be a good time to tell me that Nic cuddled with April. I got angry. So, I made out with this boy and he ate me out. I hope he doesn't call me. We got back to my house at 5:30 that morning and went to sleep. We missed my alarm and couldn't go out to breakfast, but it was fine.
At 11:30 a.m. on Sunday, I boarded the bus and drove to JFK Airport. We took the 8 hour flight to Madrid, and then another hour long flight to Barcelona. Spain is incredible. The architecture and the culture and everything about it are absolutely mind-blowing. Their cathedrals are breathtaking. And they're still building churches over there; we don't do that here in America. I went to El Prado Museo. What an amazing collection of artwork. El Greco, Picasso, Dali, et cetera... Amazing pieces. I saw the tombs of Ferdinand and Isabel. I wish the battery on my camera hadn't died, so I could show you my pictures. But, I'm going to take my friend's CF card and get the pictures from her camera.
I wish that I had more to say about Spain, but to be honest, it's one big blur right now. Everything feels meshed together and it certainly doesn't feel like I was there for 2 weeks. I went to Barcelona, Segovia, Cordoba, Toledo, Ronda, and Almuñecar. Each city has something incredible to offer, so it's hard to say which place I enjoyed the most. And I'm sure I'll have more to say when I get my pictures back and I can truly re-live moment.
I lived off of ice cream and bread. I'm a vegetarian and unfortunately we ate at restaurants such as El Jamon Museo. [The Ham Museum]. I kid you not. And the walls are lined with slabs of meat. And the legs of animals hang from the ceilings - hooves still on them and all. And I didn't speak as much Spanish as I had anticipated, but that was okay with me. And old men hit on us left and right. And the people that I was with, were amazing. I became so close with my 5 friends. We bonded over curiosity, homesickness, eagerness, and confusion. And we laughed so much and learned so much. And I couldn't have felt more at ease. Well, I wish that Jessie could have been there, but I dealt with it.
I got home on Friday night. Talked to my mom and dad. They saw my tattoo - and didn't freak out. My dad found another kitten. Angel. My step-mom named her.
I spent all day Saturday with Jessie. She came over in the afternoon and we exchanged presents. I bought her a bracelet and earrings, and she bought me a dream box and this window thing, and it's so cool. [She went to Utah to visit family, while I was in Spain.] We went to Wal*Mart to drop off her film and I bought plastic hangers so we could re-organize my closet. Wire hangers were getting out of control. We ate at Friendly's while we waited for her pictures to develop. She decided that she wants another tattoo. We're going to go today at 4. We went to the mall. I bought a really cute shirt, and a purse with a matching wallet. We went and visited my friend Joey at work, and then went to Jessie's for dinner. We hung out with her friends E.B. and Derek and we were going to go out on this boy A.J.'s boat, but Nic called and I went to Nic's instead. I felt really bad, but they all understood. I just love them.
He picked me up at E.B.'s car and we went to his house and watched T.V. Apparently Jessie told him about that boy I hooked up with. "You cuddled with April." He didn't care. Well, he did, but he said he wasn't mad or anything. We fooled around. He didn't want to drive me home - too tired. Tried to get me to spend the night. I told him he could sleep at my house. "We're napping until 2 and then I'll drive you home." At 1:45 a.m. I hear, "We're sleeping here." I got pissed. He drove me home. Crawled into my bed and waited for me to come in. And all I heard from him on the way home was how he was going right to sleep. Fine with me. The second I got into bed and he found out I was wearing boy-shorts he wasn't tired anymore and we fooled around. He ate me out, I gave him head, and we cuddled. Kissed. Roughly, gently, perfectly. And I fell asleep listening to his heart beat.
He hogs the covers. Sometimes. I hog them most of the time. In fact, I had 90% of my blanket and I told him to quit hogging the blanket. "Are you serious? Look at this." At one point he tapped me on the head so that I would move and he could get some of the blanket out from under me. What an ass. But it was nice to see him and sleep with him again.
Saturday: 26.June.2004
Jessie came over in the afternoon and we sat around my house eating left over Graduation cake. "Jessie, I feel like getting a tattoo today." And I did just that. We called up Mark and made an appointment for 6:30. It's on my back, but not too low - you can't see it when I bend over. It's a butterfly. There's no color, only black and gray and it's much bigger than I expected. I love it. And it didn't hurt nearly as bad as I thought it was going to. Afterward, I went to Denny's with Jessie and Joey and from there we went to the movie. And what a movie it was. I had black eyeliner all over my face by the end of it. I recommend it, I really do. I did a lot of gasping for air in between sobs. It was really quite the sight.
Jessie and I went back to my house and dropped Joey off. Changed our clothes and went to this party. I got drunk. Jessie thought that would be a good time to tell me that Nic cuddled with April. I got angry. So, I made out with this boy and he ate me out. I hope he doesn't call me. We got back to my house at 5:30 that morning and went to sleep. We missed my alarm and couldn't go out to breakfast, but it was fine.
At 11:30 a.m. on Sunday, I boarded the bus and drove to JFK Airport. We took the 8 hour flight to Madrid, and then another hour long flight to Barcelona. Spain is incredible. The architecture and the culture and everything about it are absolutely mind-blowing. Their cathedrals are breathtaking. And they're still building churches over there; we don't do that here in America. I went to El Prado Museo. What an amazing collection of artwork. El Greco, Picasso, Dali, et cetera... Amazing pieces. I saw the tombs of Ferdinand and Isabel. I wish the battery on my camera hadn't died, so I could show you my pictures. But, I'm going to take my friend's CF card and get the pictures from her camera.
I wish that I had more to say about Spain, but to be honest, it's one big blur right now. Everything feels meshed together and it certainly doesn't feel like I was there for 2 weeks. I went to Barcelona, Segovia, Cordoba, Toledo, Ronda, and Almuñecar. Each city has something incredible to offer, so it's hard to say which place I enjoyed the most. And I'm sure I'll have more to say when I get my pictures back and I can truly re-live moment.
I lived off of ice cream and bread. I'm a vegetarian and unfortunately we ate at restaurants such as El Jamon Museo. [The Ham Museum]. I kid you not. And the walls are lined with slabs of meat. And the legs of animals hang from the ceilings - hooves still on them and all. And I didn't speak as much Spanish as I had anticipated, but that was okay with me. And old men hit on us left and right. And the people that I was with, were amazing. I became so close with my 5 friends. We bonded over curiosity, homesickness, eagerness, and confusion. And we laughed so much and learned so much. And I couldn't have felt more at ease. Well, I wish that Jessie could have been there, but I dealt with it.
I got home on Friday night. Talked to my mom and dad. They saw my tattoo - and didn't freak out. My dad found another kitten. Angel. My step-mom named her.
I spent all day Saturday with Jessie. She came over in the afternoon and we exchanged presents. I bought her a bracelet and earrings, and she bought me a dream box and this window thing, and it's so cool. [She went to Utah to visit family, while I was in Spain.] We went to Wal*Mart to drop off her film and I bought plastic hangers so we could re-organize my closet. Wire hangers were getting out of control. We ate at Friendly's while we waited for her pictures to develop. She decided that she wants another tattoo. We're going to go today at 4. We went to the mall. I bought a really cute shirt, and a purse with a matching wallet. We went and visited my friend Joey at work, and then went to Jessie's for dinner. We hung out with her friends E.B. and Derek and we were going to go out on this boy A.J.'s boat, but Nic called and I went to Nic's instead. I felt really bad, but they all understood. I just love them.
He picked me up at E.B.'s car and we went to his house and watched T.V. Apparently Jessie told him about that boy I hooked up with. "You cuddled with April." He didn't care. Well, he did, but he said he wasn't mad or anything. We fooled around. He didn't want to drive me home - too tired. Tried to get me to spend the night. I told him he could sleep at my house. "We're napping until 2 and then I'll drive you home." At 1:45 a.m. I hear, "We're sleeping here." I got pissed. He drove me home. Crawled into my bed and waited for me to come in. And all I heard from him on the way home was how he was going right to sleep. Fine with me. The second I got into bed and he found out I was wearing boy-shorts he wasn't tired anymore and we fooled around. He ate me out, I gave him head, and we cuddled. Kissed. Roughly, gently, perfectly. And I fell asleep listening to his heart beat.
He hogs the covers. Sometimes. I hog them most of the time. In fact, I had 90% of my blanket and I told him to quit hogging the blanket. "Are you serious? Look at this." At one point he tapped me on the head so that I would move and he could get some of the blanket out from under me. What an ass. But it was nice to see him and sleep with him again.