As I am sure you have noticed by now, I like to just post my
random thoughts and feelings as they come to me. Often times it is just a
jumble of words and sentences that I like to pretend make sense and you all
seem to either go along with it or skip reading. This is going to be another
one of those random jumbles. YAY! Or BOOO! Whatever you want.
My wonderful traveling companion left today. I was going to
hold her hostage, but she has work on Monday and I don’t have the funds to take
care of her and myself. It makes me a bit sad to again be alone. (OMG cutest
baby ever is here in Costa with me! Awwwwwwwwww! It is soooo tiny! OK FOCUS) I
am not really alone yet though. I am lucky enough to have a friend here in the
UK willing to house me until I leave for Spain in a few days. That is when I
will actually be alone. As it stands, I am sad. Last week I said good bye to my
tour family and then this week I said good bye to part of the tour family that
we met up with again and this morning I said good bye to my travel buddy! It is
just an endless cycle of good byes! Granted in about 7 weeks, I move in with my
travel buddy. But that doesn’t make up for the fact that she left! Hurumph! I
am excited of the prospects of going to New Zealand next year and meeting up
with the tour family once again! HUZZAH!!!! HUZZAH!!!! But that is in A YEAR OR
SO!!!!! Gosh that seems so far away! How am I to survive? Anyway we have sort
of already covered this topic, so I will now leave it alone (well at least for
this post).
On continues my pity party. I am sick. Not like a deathly
ill or lifelong disease or anything remotely serious, but in a feel like my
head will explode shortly before or after my lungs are coughed up sort of way. Now
in all honesty, I am doing fine with the miracle of drugs (legal ones of
course!). I just don’t really have a voice and my nose is a faucet full of ick.
It also sort of sounds like I have the plague. This may or may not be the case,
I haven’t really been paying attention (Oh hey! What is that black thing on my
arm? Oh it is just a mole nevermind). This is also probably the worst I have
ever looked except for the photos of me sleeping with my mouth open. My eyes
look like they have sunk as far into my face as humanly possible and I
constantly look like Rudolph with my bright red nose. Add to that my current
hunched back and my lack of energy to lift my feet. In short terms: I could
easily pull of being a zombie with no work done on me whatsoever. When I called
my mother a few nights ago, I am pretty sure she thought I was sick enough
sounding to be hospitalized. But I am not and refuse to get to be that bad! I
have a month and seven days to travel and spend whatever is left in my accounts
and I don’t want to spend anymore on being sick!
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