So, I'm ecstatic
Thursday. 4.12.07 12:33 pm
Puerto Rico was the shigity-shiz. It was...well, hot. It's too cold in Rock Hill for Spring. Eh. I can't believe that I thought being hot was refreshing. I usually hate being hot, and like being a bit cold. I guess I'm just ready for Spring, you know?
Even though I say I had the best time ever, I have to say that this trip was a bit lacking. The beach was okay. One day we went to a beach, and it was just crappy. The sea floor was littered with rocks and shells. The entire swim area was enclosed in even more rocks, and the beach was just painfull. Sean tried building a sand castle, which he usually loves. I don't think he enjoyed it much, either. The day after we went to a different beach, which was much better. The sand wasn't even too hot, which I usually just live with. There was a huge amount of sea-weed to muck up my fun, and I didn't have my goggles, so I had to be careful with my contacts. Still, I had a pretty good time.
The first day was most definitely the worst. Actually, we arrived in the airport at like, 1:00 P.M, so our real first day was spent adjusting to the heat and checking out the dirty pool behind my grandmother's apartment (where we were staying.) So, the real first day was okay. The second day was horrible. We piled into a car, completely filling it up. I was on the left side of the backseat, next to grandma who was next to Sean on the right side. I was squished and immobilized. We rode at least three hours through the mountains. Mom said we were going to a phosphorescent bay, which supposedly glows in the dark because of the animals that live in the water. She also said we were staying at some relative or friend's house while we were there. I hate how mom seems to have a billion friends and relatives in Puerto Rico, all of whom seem to know me more than I know them. They always tell me that I'm tall, and beautiful, (nice choice of words,) that that I can take care of my mom now. At least they don't pinch my cheeks, though traditionally I have to kiss all the females.
What mom didn't tell me was that there was some sort of family gathering going on. So, imagine what I just described when meeting someone, and raise the scale to a party. The only soda was warm "Cola" and beer, which isn't even soda. I was asked (in spanish) what I wanted to eat over and over, and when I said, "Nothing, thank you, I'm not really hungry," (also sometimes in spanishm which I'm only just learning,) they would try to entice me three or four more times with a specific dish I'd never even heard of. I sat through about three hours of that, in a small house on a dock. Too loud listen to music. Reading or leaving to the car was unacceptable. Nobody my age. Kissing old ladies. The only thing I want to eat is some fish that squirts juice all over my shirt. (Yum, but only for a while.) I was dead tired. And sleepy. And bored as HELL.
Then came the car ride back.
This is a convulted and long-ass post, and it doesn't even cover why I'm ecstatic. Maybe I'll post more later.
Friday. 4.6.07 6:03 pm
That crazy kid has reached my ears, and I don't even watch American Idol. I'm pretty sure that the show will die a slow, pained death if they try it again. So the question remains: Is Sanjaya that good, or the bad? I'd vote for ugly.
My cell phone has had a lot of extra charging lately. This is probably Katie's fault. *tongue.* I make it my business to lighten her horrible days with stories from freaky music videos.
I had some really deep blogging to get into, but I always forget what I wanted to say when I go to say it. I need to write these things down. Then again, I guess that's what nuTang is for: writing down your thoughts. Sharing them with the world is just a cool bonus.
Ever read the Dark Tower series by Stephen King? It has some great stuff. Very in-depth. Almost like sharing a private joke with a friend, hear me I beg.
Man, I sure am jumping around today. Puerto Rico tomorrow. I plan on swimming for the first time in months without a coach yelling at me. Maybe getting a nice sunburn. Shaving everything and jumping into the ocean naked.
Naw, that's a bit much. That's all for now, folks. May it do ya well.
EDIT: Today was the last day of school for me before Spring Break. My newest saying: "Damn you! Damn you to first period! Yesterday!"
Tuesday. 4.3.07 7:32 pm
My mom just assaulted me for not wearing a shirt around the house. First she's feeling my smooth shave, (I find this too funny for words,) then she starts examining my back.
Next thing I know, she's hustling me to let her pop some black-heads she found. She finds those things EVERYWHERE. I doubt they're back there. She offered me $10. That's...crazy. I'm sure thezebra is jealous of me. Heh.
Mother was rather offended when I declined and ran screaming up the stairs to tell the world. Hmm.
Ideas for Threadless designs:
Gentleman Turtle, "I'm in the Turtle Club."
Damn, I forgot my other idea!
Yay for puberty!
Saturday. 3.31.07 4:42 pm
Man, I know this is well known, but I have to say it anyway. Being a teenager sucks. This is the time. This is when you find out if you'll be able to survive in the world. This is when it all hits home. At least, for me. I'm only a Freshman, but I'm already starting to worry about college. Especially my career. I really can't decide what I'd major in. There's so much to think about...
And, of course, there's "teen love." I've always known I was brutally shy about the whole thing. Not in general, but when it comes to the actual dating, I dry up. I found that out the hard way, I guess.
Oh, and family. Fun stuff. I hope my brother's going to be okay, but it's hard to tell. Or maybe I don't want to know. Wow, that's really pessimistic. Of course, my mom is completely fizzled out. The guys at her work want her more and more, so between my brother and I, generally living, and work, she has almost zilch time to herself. Also, I hear that the dating game doesn't get much easier when you get past your growth spurt. I can tell you, it doesn't. Not for the general population, anyway.
The only good thing is that I have people willing to listen to me, and that I'm learning to manage my time WAY better. I still get side-tracked super easy, but I've been going to bed early for a few days now.
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