Go team!

it is a testament to my state over the last few days that i have not blogged since sunday or something!! let me give you a recap of them events that have transpired...those that i can remember anyways!

the last few days - before i left for singapore - were ragers. monday = out tuesday= out and wednesday yes again = out. and im pretty sure i saw the sun rise all three mornings. needless to say during the days i had a massage/died on the beach so nothing to report there:)

some highlights:

monday night- hmmm hard to remember...

tuesday night- where did we go? oh but our helmets got stolen! yeah that would be the second helmet i have had stolen in my six weeks in bali! this time it was off jons bike on legian in kuta....we stumbled out of embargo to find that not only had our helmets been taken but every helmet of of every bike on the whole street was gone! i suppose that is what they dispatch those little begging children to do when there are not that money people wandering the streets!! oh yes ythis was the night i found myself in a bizzare triangle, well more like the abba 'square' of dramas!! kinda funny though- involving girlfriends, americans and a crazy scotsmen. these events led us to really realize how small this island is ....

wednesday night- my last night with jon! we went for a nice dinner at ku de ta before inventing a new card game that we have named SLAPS...we also tried to play 500 with two people...it was not a good time- it was too muhc of an emotional roller coaster - you either won or lost real bad!haha then back out where we found honey - a wasted wasted honey in her typical glory ( sweaty mess, surrounded by men and doing her 'im-dancing-with-you-kinda-while-faliling-my-limbs-out-and--grabbing-other-people' moves! she is great:) we kinda formed a litte crew of people including me jon and nick, the american surfer, the old scotsmen, a guy with lusciously long blonde hair named shanti, honey, her sister and the two latinso guys obsessed with honey. jon actually almost got in a fight with one of them- defeneding long-haired hippy man. can you say REAL WORLD BALI?

there was way too much jungle juice involved that night and i had to pack the next day and make my way to the airport. i am suffering from some major PKDS right now- sitting in singapore with my parents watching the daily show on my dads computer- uh wasnt i just here, doing exactly this?? i am achey, sweaty, reeking of booze and somehow i still want to go out- what is wrong with me- am i sick?? i feel like an addict who has just had their crack pipe taken away- im desperate to scratch my itch......its disgusting. but as jon and i discovered last night at dinner, all good things must come to an end and six weeks of this partying has taken its toll..it has to end sometime and we had a good run:) ok ok ok i do not have the will power and will probably continue my ways through to christmas and will come back in february with a renewed purpose- or just a purpose in general would be good;)

in singapore tonight- supposed to hang with mel and her work crew - i have a feeling that i will have lunchbag- singapore going out scene is SO much different then bali! i like both though- but like i said im like a crazed addict who knows that their vice is the worst thing in the world but feeding it has become some sort of ferocious creature of its own....i must do it. PKDS.

as for jon- well im deeply saddened that our time has come to an end...however i have to pat myself on the back becuase jon has told me that i passed the test and that he would live with me again! WOOT! looks like all my attempts at being a horrid roomate have gone unnoticed and i am back in the game:) i mean who could resist- he got to see my butt every morning when he woke up and i had the sheets kicked off because it is like a sauna in our room! how charming am i? haha then there was the infamous 'cigerette incident' where i left him alone in embargo, the drive home from dhyana pura where i bit him and the time that i almost got us killed on poppies! ah roomie i will miss you:) global will just not be the same, everytime i have a juice and a sandwich i will feel a twinge of sadness that you are not there to get the mixed juice and tuna. who will i go to pleo with and say 'towel' ? who will be my beach boyfriend ( JUST FRIENDS DAMMNIT!) ? who will accidentally chop cake in the upstairs bathroom right before i need to brush my teeth? outdoor warung will never be the same- in fact i just dont know if i can go there anymore. but they have the best tempeh....hmmm....who will watch white guys fall 'in love at first sight' with ho hos and make fun of the ridiculous dancing that goes on in the sausage fest that is sky garden? i am already feeling very lost with out you...

ps i saw the real than last night- REAL drunk! he was a sweaty slobbering mess and in his stupor he was blabbing on to me about how he has 'yellow fever' and will never be able to go back to white women ( thank GOD for all of us!!!!) he slurred a bunch of nonsense to me and the next time i saw him he was knee deep in ho ho ...

so you will be missed:)

wednesday night-