Welcome Back!!

I'm so glad I'm back in Florida, yall. YAYYYYYYYY.
Just kiddin it's actually not that bad right now. I was on the beach most of yesterday, and although, it was quite windy, it seemed okay. Not safe enough to swim in though.

The one thing, I keep thinking...this is taking up my beach time.  There's only a good 2 (maybe 3) weeks left of warm weather, and this hurricane thing is eating up my time.

Come on already... I don't got time for this shit.

p.s. I also left spain with a bad habit. Smoking. When I got to the volunteer house, I found out that all the volunteers smoke. So, of course, I started too. The upside: Hand-rolling. Slightly healthier.
Yeah, I know it will still kill me. But, I look so coooool. 

My Jam

I'm in love with this new band. The Weeknd. And fortunately for you, they have their albums available for gratis on their website. Check it.

Joder

I'm in my room in Atlantic Beach, Fl, USA. Everything that I want to say has to do with the fact that I'm back in the Estados Unidos and not in Espania.
If I think about it for too long, my heart starts to hurt a little bit.
Also, I don't know where to start. But, as my friend said last night, "You got on a plane..."
When I left for Spain, I left my laptop at home and cancelled my cell phone. Which I still don't have.  I didn't tell anyone, just poof. Gone, which is really how I wanted to experience Spain. Disconnected.

Nina's house. Pessac, FR.

 I'm in that post-travel-depression state. I feel a little lost and lonely. Lost because I have no idea as to what my next step is.  Lonely might be due to the fact that my friends in Florida haven't exactly been welcoming. I miss Nina and Tona. One in France, the other in Spain.

Nina and I. Bordeaux, FR.

But, I'm about to go to Radioshack to get a new phone. Then I've got to call my job, so I can start subbing again. Start making that paper. And, then I'll be fully plugged back into the system.  

p.s. I'll have a new #, but it will still be 918. HOLLLLLA.
p.s.s. Si quieres hablar el español con mi, dime!!! Necesito el recordar mi español!

here ze go:

bits & pieces


1. im typing this on a dutch keyboard, where keys are just different enough to screw my flow majorly.
heres a sentence wo paying attention: i q, burgos; spqin zith sqrqh fro, belgiu:  = i am in burgos, spain with Sarah from belgium.

2. 3 weeks in spain and i am getting better at spanish, but i still suck. i am desperately trying though. And it gets better when ive had a few beers.

3. Burgos has this radio station that kicks all other usa stations asses. it plays a great mix of international songs, heavy on the american songs. i wish america would try and embrace european culture, but all we get is the Becks and other stupid crap.

4. The rest of the world has a ratio of 3:1 for women to man, but in Spain, its 1:3 for woman to men. So, yeah, Spanish men. So far, no one has caught my eye. That could be do to the fact that the majority of my time is spent in La Aldea, a village of 6 people. But thats ok, too.

Peace Out

Kittens, enjoy your summer. I know I will be doing the same. I'm going to not stress about the little things and go with the flow. Just let go.

Love you all.

:)

Last Hot Sunday EVERRR

Ok, this might not be the last Hot Sunday ever, but it's certainly going to the last for the summer. I doubt this will be missed though. Not that I'm doing this for the attention, wait, who I am kidding? Blogging is about as egotistical as it gets.  Show me some love, por favor lovelies. 

 I reach out through my blog because of the lack of support  IRL.   My dad has given me a lecture twice about being an adult and canceling my trip to Barcelona. TWICE. It's like my degree means nothing to him. And to appease him and myself, I've started toying with the idea of grad school.
Al's first response, "How are you going to pay for it?"

Life's hard enough with all the other haters in the world. I wish I had more support. But, fuck it.
 I'm going to SPAIN.

Remember...

Give Me a Ride

My car didn't start this morning.

The battery is dead. I don't want to replace it when I'm leaving in 10 days. Then the car will just sit there for the summer. Plus, I don't have $. I should just sell my car to those places that advertise "title or no title". Maybe, I could get like $300. But then again, do I want to completely car-less when I get back to Florida?

Oh, and I would plan on riding my bike this week, but my back tire is flat.

UPDATE:
Apparently this little bitty plastic piece broke which caused my brake lights to stay on constantly. It was fixed fo free. But then, my phone just crapped out on me. Oh well, I can live without a phone until August.

Hot Sunday-R

Yeahhh. This Hot Sunday represents last night. Fun and a little Naughty. Breaking my sobriety for the first time in a couple weeks. Another Saturday night at the beaches. We stopped at Lemon Bar first. I walked right up to the door with a 4loko, like no big deal. The cop thought differently, but surprisingly just asked me to throw it away.Very politely, in fact.
We left there and went to the main Beaches area. It was packed, felt like the beginning of summer.When we got there, a couple cops in a golf-cart like vehicle asked if we wanted a ride. They were hot. So we accepted.  Oh, and at Lemon Bar, I exchanged #'s with a lovely surfer.

I leave in like 10 days. I've decided not to take my laptop. It's going to be hard disconnecting from the Internet, but I need too. Plus, this thing would just become a pain. It's so heavy and people have traveled forever without anything. I'll be fine. I think.

LOL

Fuck this. 
Peace out, bitches.