again with the complaints!

so once again i have been hearing the 'all i write about is partying' thing- just to clarify... i only write about things that i find funny or interesting, that other people also might find funny or interesting. now in the early days of this blog, i was immersing myself into an entirely different world, therefore everyday was filled with new and different things and i was eager to write about them. however, much like things become in every ones 'daily' life, my activiites are no longer so interesting, therefore i do not write about them!

if any of you had a blog, i doubt i would read about what cereal you had for breakfast and then how long the traffic held you up on your way to work! i mean i love you all, but its just not that interesting! so in attempt to forever hush the quiet complainers, i will give you an example of what i did today and why i would under regualar circumstances, choose not to write about it:

this morning i slept until 11. i did that becuase i took niquil last night as i was anticipating being a little bothered by this tickling cough in my throat- nothing seirous im sure, just the usual aftermath from four nights of partying. i really wanted to sleep deeply so i popped the pills and fell asleep in my bed watching re-runs of THE O.C. yeah the one that was on like five years ago. my CD drive is not working on my computer so i can only watch files that are on my media player, which happen to be about 15 episodes of the The O.C. ( season one) and mean girls.

after waking at eleven and packing up some stuff i headed out to grab some food on my way to do some chrsitams shopping. on the menu i saw 'cheese on toast' so i ordered that, but asked them to add tomato to it. all seemed fine. then he comes back; did i want tomato sauce on it? or tomato slices? slices i say.... then he comes back.... did i want cheese on it? uh yeah i say....then he comes back. did i want the cheese melted? omg yes i say. five minutes later i am presented with my two piecces of sliced bread , what can only be described as 'cheese dribbles' on it, and about ten slices of tomato on the side. pretty close i would say! i will always be confused however, as to how the cheese melts, but the bread doesnt toast. hmmmm

on my way to chrsitams shop- spent most of the day dodging horrific traffic and coughing up exhaust fumes but managed to get a lot done, loading bag after bag onto my bike, feeling like mom when she goes to the aiport ( also known as a pack mule) . after deciding i felt sufficiently ripped off for the day i decided to drop everything at home and go tot he beach. these are in opposite directions mind you, so back on my bike for like another 40 mins. i finally get to the beach and dont even get off my bike. the winds have changed directions here and so the beaches that we normally go to are now covered in trash and moss and seaweed and smell like dead fish. the one i went to today in particular smelled awful and was also covered in rocks ( not normally so?!) so i rode all the way back home to take a swim in the pool instead. on the way home i got lost in umalas ( on the bright side found a riding stable!) and had a minor breakdown on the phone ( while on the side of the road on my bike) while talking to shar regarding the imminent frustration that has been the sale of my car. its just absurd how quickly things can affect me- like here i really feel i have cooled off, learned to let things roll off my bike more and have had people point out how much more relaxed i am. but the second something from my 'old life' comes up and threatens the balance i just feel that old anxiety build up again and i get overwhelmed with frustration. so mini breakdown.

mini breakdwn really ruined the rest of my afternoon- by the time i got home the sun was gone and it was too chilly in the pool so in stead i decided to beat out the incoming rain and go to the internet cafe and wallow in my own crappy feelings! ive had an ice milo and i feel better:)

dont know what the evening will bring but my guess will be a cup of tea and a few more epsiodes of the OC before i pop some more niquil. see guys- wasnt that painful ? arent the stories about monkey bites to the face and pink eye infections much more exciting? i hope this has done its job....