So Wednesday morning, I awake to find a few little bug bites on my arms and legs. Fine, it’s summer…I’ll accept this unfortunate incident. By 10am the next day, the bug bites have turned into welts that are swelling by the hour. PERFECT. As it turns out, it looks like I’m allergic to whatever bit me. So I’ve spent the last 48 hrs applying creams, gels and after bite liquids to quit this itching! I’m really open to the idea of amputation, so if someone knows a good specialist, alert me.
Currently at work even though I got back from Malaga last night at 2:00am. How I’m alive right now I really don’t know. Traveling alone this weekend was seriously one of my favorite trips in Europe thus far. Ended up meeting some hilarious people and, more than likely, permanently damaging my liver.
The Alhambra was beaaauuutiful even though the weather was CRAZY hot. On the way home from Malaga the bus’s air conditioning broke for a solid 2 hours. Naturally, everyone on the bus was in a panic because sooner or later people would be dehydrated, fainting, etc. Thank god the handy bus driver fixed it just before I reached heat stroke.
Here are some fun pitchers of the weekend: the beach, a beach party in Granada, the Alhambra, and a pub crawl in Malaga :D
I have 30 days left in Europe. 30 DAYS? How did this happen? Where did the time go? It’s too weird that I’m going home already. But, I have unfinished business here which includes going to Greece, Amsterdam, Berlin and France. So, I’ll be back. Yes, I will be back. I’m sure of this.
So I got bored of feeling obligated to update my tumblr. So here I am. Back voluntarily blogging. I figure, I have one month left in Spain…I may as well ditch the other blog since I I haven’t updated since that trip to Barcelona.
I’ll tell you why I don’t want to know where you are I got a joke I been dying to tell you a silent kid is looking down the barrel to make the noise that I kept so quiet I kept it from you, pitseleh I’m not what’s missing from your life now I could never be the puzzle pieces they say that god makes problems just to see what you can stand before you do as the devil pleases and give up the thing you love but no one deserves it the first time I saw you I knew it would never last I’m not half what I wish I was I’m so angry I don’t think it’ll ever pass and i was bad news for you just because I never meant to hurt you
“Sometimes people are layered like that. There’s something totally different underneath than what’s on the surface. But sometimes, there’s a third, even deeper level, and that one is the same as the top surface one. Like with pie.”—
people are weird. they make you question yourself, they make you confused, they make you happy, etc. sometimes i forget that i can’t expect people to know what’s going on my head, or even to act the way i assume to be normal.
since being at school for a while now, it’s funny to see the way different people handle different situations. for situations in which i think there is a completely logical way to handle it, i see my peers doing things i would never do (not that it’s necessarily bad, just different is all). it’s entertaining really, to see the different ways people are and how they do things. refreshing, yes. confusing, absolutely.
it makes me realize that finding someone who really understands you is hard as hell.
i did something with a tad of risk involved. however, there was no real consequence. except embarrassment. but it paid off. so basically what i’m saying is, get off your ass and do you what you want to do. because it’s worth it. and you’ll regret it if you don’t.