Wonderful wonderful day
After taking about 2-3 hours to wake up and ready myself for the day (90% of the 2-3 hours was speant waking up), my aunt and took the bus over to Waikiki to chill out on the beach.
When we got to the beach, she briefly showed me the beaches (yes more then one!) and where the showers were and which beach had rocks and which was sandy. I set down my stuff and lay down to tan and read Cold Mountain for like the 18th time. Such a good book. Too bad I have to ruin it by writing a paper on it.
So this British guy set up his stuff right next to me and started talking. Something about yard sales and bargain shopping and always checking change, which is something that sort of holds my interest. The bargain shopping anyway. So I smiled and nodded and let him vent to me about people ripping him off in various parts of the world. His travels and his hairstyle reminded me briefly of Elliot. However, all other resembelence is lost there; this guy was obviously into his thirties and seemed to be hitting on me a little too much, even though I made it clear I wasn't even done with high school. I went in the water, and he followed, still talking. I was nice to him though, he was being friendly and I was in need of friends. But then I got bored and left to go look at shops and walk around.
When this hott beach bum came up to me and says something like
"My friend and I are having a discussion. I think you're 16. He thinks 18. Who's right"
I was like, you both are, I'm right in the middle. So we immediately got into a conversation, talking about what I like to do, about coconuts, how stupid New Hampshire is, and how I should move to Honolulu. He introduced me to his friend, and the three of us just chilled and talked. Then their friend, who's like 45, came over and talked story some more. The two younger guys were pretty much hippies, and the older guy really was a hippy, so we all got along very well. They gave me some tanning lotion sunscreen thing, apparently it's a very popular local product, but by the time I'd slathered myself in it, I was already fried to a crisp and now sport a sunburn the color of a blushing tomato. All I can say is, ow. And when on Waikiki, apply sunscreen. Much more then once. Like, every 25 minutes. But at least I will have a tan.
I got the blonde guy's phone number, the one who approached me first. He said if I gave him a call, he'd show me around the town. Maybe I'll make him take me to a really pretty place. Like a big garden or something. It's Hawaii, there's got to be millions of them. He's a tree-hugger, I'm sure he wouldn't object.
If he was younger, I'd go clubbing with him. But seeing as he's 26, erm, we'll just stick to the beach... I mean, I trust him and everything, since he seemed like a very nice guy. He was talkative, friendly, easygoing, laid back. He gets along well with older people and doesn't just dismiss them as being old-as-dirt-know-nothings. And he's about as liberal as I am. I'll give him a call.
At the cheesecake factory, I gave the waiter my email. Mostly to see if he will respond. I almost hope he doesn't, and I just gave him a good laugh, because I really don't know what I'll say...
Ok, that's all for now, time to aloe my body... Hehe. xxxooo
When we got to the beach, she briefly showed me the beaches (yes more then one!) and where the showers were and which beach had rocks and which was sandy. I set down my stuff and lay down to tan and read Cold Mountain for like the 18th time. Such a good book. Too bad I have to ruin it by writing a paper on it.
So this British guy set up his stuff right next to me and started talking. Something about yard sales and bargain shopping and always checking change, which is something that sort of holds my interest. The bargain shopping anyway. So I smiled and nodded and let him vent to me about people ripping him off in various parts of the world. His travels and his hairstyle reminded me briefly of Elliot. However, all other resembelence is lost there; this guy was obviously into his thirties and seemed to be hitting on me a little too much, even though I made it clear I wasn't even done with high school. I went in the water, and he followed, still talking. I was nice to him though, he was being friendly and I was in need of friends. But then I got bored and left to go look at shops and walk around.
When this hott beach bum came up to me and says something like
"My friend and I are having a discussion. I think you're 16. He thinks 18. Who's right"
I was like, you both are, I'm right in the middle. So we immediately got into a conversation, talking about what I like to do, about coconuts, how stupid New Hampshire is, and how I should move to Honolulu. He introduced me to his friend, and the three of us just chilled and talked. Then their friend, who's like 45, came over and talked story some more. The two younger guys were pretty much hippies, and the older guy really was a hippy, so we all got along very well. They gave me some tanning lotion sunscreen thing, apparently it's a very popular local product, but by the time I'd slathered myself in it, I was already fried to a crisp and now sport a sunburn the color of a blushing tomato. All I can say is, ow. And when on Waikiki, apply sunscreen. Much more then once. Like, every 25 minutes. But at least I will have a tan.
I got the blonde guy's phone number, the one who approached me first. He said if I gave him a call, he'd show me around the town. Maybe I'll make him take me to a really pretty place. Like a big garden or something. It's Hawaii, there's got to be millions of them. He's a tree-hugger, I'm sure he wouldn't object.
If he was younger, I'd go clubbing with him. But seeing as he's 26, erm, we'll just stick to the beach... I mean, I trust him and everything, since he seemed like a very nice guy. He was talkative, friendly, easygoing, laid back. He gets along well with older people and doesn't just dismiss them as being old-as-dirt-know-nothings. And he's about as liberal as I am. I'll give him a call.
At the cheesecake factory, I gave the waiter my email. Mostly to see if he will respond. I almost hope he doesn't, and I just gave him a good laugh, because I really don't know what I'll say...
Ok, that's all for now, time to aloe my body... Hehe. xxxooo