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one week left in peru.
natalya are at the point in our trip where we really just dont give a fuck anymore. everything has become hilarious. its like when you havent slept for a while and first youre tired then angry then all of a sudden you just cant stop laughing and saying the stupidest things...
thats where we´re at.
im pretty ready to go home, i guess. as i have been since we got here, technically. i think travel is important because you have to learn about the world because we are all connected and it is so beautiful and wonderful and blah blah blah blah. but also after a while you start to want to get back to normal. i keep thinking about things i need to do like how i need a new hairbrush because i gave my hairbrush to a huaoruani woman who wanted it because they dont have hairbrushes, they use a plant that is spiky but not painful and looks like some kind of lufah...loofa? w hatever.
i am very angry right now because the question marks are up where the number keys are on top of the keyboard, and i´m a damn fast typer and this is fucking me over. i have to reach so damn far to press the question mark and whats worse is its the second key so i have to press the shift key. god why cant all keyboards be the same. also today i started to get really angry about...this is the part where you lose any respect you have for me...about having to pee. it occurred to be that it would be great if one day i could just not pee. its so annoying that every time i have water or coffee or ANY LIQUID i have to look for a bathroom within like ten minutes and then i have to go again like all the time because i have the smallest bladder the world has ever ever seen (although really ive never seen it and chances are neither have you so anyway) the point is like one day, no peeing. awesome. except the problem is that if that were to happen it would mean that i have some awful disease and would most likely be dying. i am glad no one else wants to use a computer.
i fucking miss talking to people. i mean natalya and i are having a great time but you know what i want is some wine that doesnt cost so much and also doesnt put me at risk for death. i love wine. love it love it love it. and im reading a book about zorro and dude zorro is a true hero. i mean wow.
so i am kinda bored and everyday im excited to go to bed because it means one day is over and i am that much closer to gongi home. EXCEPT WHEN I GO HOME I HAVE TO LIVE WITH MY GRANDPARENTS FOR A WHOLE OTHER WEEK which is unfortunate because i am tired of getting along with everyone. meaning them. i mean they are great people but you know what i am tired of saying things like ¨well he-she is a great person¨i want to jsut be like yeah theyre damn annoying iwhtout having to say something to redeem them. but its not fair to only present one side. but if you insult someone then try to cover it up with a compliment people are just going to hear the insult theyre not going to be like good thing she slipped in that redeeming quality after that insult i guess she is not a bitch after all. no one thinks like that.
its the sad part of knocked up where everyone fights. but soon they go do mushrooms and i find that funny. guys dont fucking do drugs. OH AND BY THE WAY PEOPLE HERE ARE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE DRIVERS. they drive like drunk blind angry retards who are on speed also.
understand?
some of you should be on aim because i need to talk to someone. did i mention our hostel the last two nights was totally creepy and haunted? and our ride at the airport friday night decided not to show up for an hour after we landed and went through customs. we spent an hour being followed by taxi services trying to tell us they could drive us but i kept thinking about nathan´s story about a friend getting stabbed with a screwdriver by a taxi driver and i was like no thats okay our hostel is coming go away vayate.
whatevs.
so tomorrow we go to cuzco and before that we might go horsebackriiding somewhere beautiful but all i really want to do is buy new jeans. cause i gave my old ones to the indians which was fine because they didnt fit right. i need new jeans to love. you know everyone has that favorite pair but mine just died and so i need new ones.
BORED.
you all suck for not being online. fuck all of you. here i am buying you souvenirs theleast you could do is wait around on aim for me to show up. selfish!
EMAIL ME. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD EMAIL ME. TELL ME WHATS HAPPENING. OH MY GOD. 7 MORE DAYS IS SO SO SO LONG. SO LONG. SOOOOOOOOOOO LONG.
mel
natalya are at the point in our trip where we really just dont give a fuck anymore. everything has become hilarious. its like when you havent slept for a while and first youre tired then angry then all of a sudden you just cant stop laughing and saying the stupidest things...
thats where we´re at.
im pretty ready to go home, i guess. as i have been since we got here, technically. i think travel is important because you have to learn about the world because we are all connected and it is so beautiful and wonderful and blah blah blah blah. but also after a while you start to want to get back to normal. i keep thinking about things i need to do like how i need a new hairbrush because i gave my hairbrush to a huaoruani woman who wanted it because they dont have hairbrushes, they use a plant that is spiky but not painful and looks like some kind of lufah...loofa? w hatever.
i am very angry right now because the question marks are up where the number keys are on top of the keyboard, and i´m a damn fast typer and this is fucking me over. i have to reach so damn far to press the question mark and whats worse is its the second key so i have to press the shift key. god why cant all keyboards be the same. also today i started to get really angry about...this is the part where you lose any respect you have for me...about having to pee. it occurred to be that it would be great if one day i could just not pee. its so annoying that every time i have water or coffee or ANY LIQUID i have to look for a bathroom within like ten minutes and then i have to go again like all the time because i have the smallest bladder the world has ever ever seen (although really ive never seen it and chances are neither have you so anyway) the point is like one day, no peeing. awesome. except the problem is that if that were to happen it would mean that i have some awful disease and would most likely be dying. i am glad no one else wants to use a computer.
i fucking miss talking to people. i mean natalya and i are having a great time but you know what i want is some wine that doesnt cost so much and also doesnt put me at risk for death. i love wine. love it love it love it. and im reading a book about zorro and dude zorro is a true hero. i mean wow.
so i am kinda bored and everyday im excited to go to bed because it means one day is over and i am that much closer to gongi home. EXCEPT WHEN I GO HOME I HAVE TO LIVE WITH MY GRANDPARENTS FOR A WHOLE OTHER WEEK which is unfortunate because i am tired of getting along with everyone. meaning them. i mean they are great people but you know what i am tired of saying things like ¨well he-she is a great person¨i want to jsut be like yeah theyre damn annoying iwhtout having to say something to redeem them. but its not fair to only present one side. but if you insult someone then try to cover it up with a compliment people are just going to hear the insult theyre not going to be like good thing she slipped in that redeeming quality after that insult i guess she is not a bitch after all. no one thinks like that.
its the sad part of knocked up where everyone fights. but soon they go do mushrooms and i find that funny. guys dont fucking do drugs. OH AND BY THE WAY PEOPLE HERE ARE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE DRIVERS. they drive like drunk blind angry retards who are on speed also.
understand?
some of you should be on aim because i need to talk to someone. did i mention our hostel the last two nights was totally creepy and haunted? and our ride at the airport friday night decided not to show up for an hour after we landed and went through customs. we spent an hour being followed by taxi services trying to tell us they could drive us but i kept thinking about nathan´s story about a friend getting stabbed with a screwdriver by a taxi driver and i was like no thats okay our hostel is coming go away vayate.
whatevs.
so tomorrow we go to cuzco and before that we might go horsebackriiding somewhere beautiful but all i really want to do is buy new jeans. cause i gave my old ones to the indians which was fine because they didnt fit right. i need new jeans to love. you know everyone has that favorite pair but mine just died and so i need new ones.
BORED.
you all suck for not being online. fuck all of you. here i am buying you souvenirs theleast you could do is wait around on aim for me to show up. selfish!
EMAIL ME. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD EMAIL ME. TELL ME WHATS HAPPENING. OH MY GOD. 7 MORE DAYS IS SO SO SO LONG. SO LONG. SOOOOOOOOOOO LONG.
mel