Aug 24, 2006 18:19
well when you live on the tiniest island ever, sometimes you are driven to do things that you hate. i have taken up running. it is the only thing that keeps me from sleeping all day. i had an mp3 player sent to me from hong kong and i still hate every minute of running. i run with good music next to the mediterranean sea. still hate it. but here everything is breaded and the ole metabolism isnt what it used to be. wow i sound old.
together all of the students here have every episode of Lost and we have been watching about 4 every night. i'm completely addicted and having nightmares about whispers in the jungle about my sunglasses which have been missing for about a month now. i think we can all identify with being stranded. there are lots of cool people here and we sit on the roof eating cheese and drinking wine. we have started exercise club to burn some calories but my roomate regina is a german powerhouse who knows all of these painfully affective moves that hurt for days. adrianna likes jam. jam on cheese. jam on bread. it really makes me want some but i'm addicted to carrots. my skin is turning a little orange so my tan looks fake even though it might be permanent from being on the beach so much. time to go eat at la guitarra.