Hooray Justin came back yesterday so life is good. He got me a present from Cuba which was so nice of him because I really wasn't expecting anything. He got to my house yesterday and he had this thing behind his back. And he says to me: "I didn't know how to wrap it and I thought you'd enjoy this." So he pull out from behind his back this little white paper bag. I look at it and it's a barf bag from the plane!!! XD OMF I was dying it was so funny. So I opened it and inside was a gorgeous pair of heart earrings. They were on this little square of wood that had designs burned into it and it said Cuba on it in this awesome script. The hearts are kind of divided into three vertical sections. The middle one is white-ish and shiny and the outer ones and the back of the earrings are black. Justin told me that the middle white part is made of shell and the black parts are made from a bull's horn!!! He told me he got them because they matched my prom dress so well. It was so sweet of him. I really wasn't expecting anything.
But he is a bastard. I've missed him so much and he comes back all tanned and even more beautiful than I remember him being. And he told me about how he missed me and all the times he did, which was so sweet. He said that it actually got to a point where it was almost difficult to have a good time he was missing me so much. Which was so sweet but I hope I didn't ruin his vacation for him. But he has told me so many cool things about Cuba and loads of fun stuff he did while he was there and that's cool. I wish I could go because I love those types of things. The coral and the fishes and squids and stuff. But he says that there were no jellyfish there, which is kind of disappointing. I LOVE jellyfish. I want to be one. I'm serious.
So today Justin and I took the day off. I had some homework that I hadn't finished and I really didn't want to go to class anyways. Plus, that would mean leaving Justin and I don't think I'm quite ready to do that yet. But we went to Photography and developed his Cuba pictures. Then during second we walked over to Trailside for food. OMG they've totally re-done the place. It's ok but it kinda looks like a deli now. I liked it better before but hey, what can you do?? During third we went to Yearbook and we researched 2012 for the entire duration of the period. Because Justin was telling me how, like, the only channel that they got at the hotel that was in English was the history channel and for the whole week all they were talking about was 2012. So, obviously, he got pretty interested in it. And I kinda did too when he was talking about it. So, long story short, 2012 will happen on December 13, 2012 (duh). The sun will be directly in the center of our solar system. Energy flows inwards so all the energy from the sun AND all of the planets will be directed at the sun. And something will happen. However, because Jesus Christ was probably actually born in 4 BC, and when they went from BC to AD they didn't do a year 0, they just went straight to 1, that means that's 5 years we're technically ahead. So 2012 would have already happened in 2007. That's what we discovered in about 90 minutes. Then we went to the Cafe and I heard Justin tell all of his Cuba stories again to everyone there. And then during fourth we went back to Photography and developed another roll of Cuba pictures and made contact sheets for the ones we did during first. And that was our day. I had actually hoped that he would drive in today so that we could fully take the day off and go to my house but he didn't. It;s actually probably a good thing he didn't too because apparently Dad came home after lunch because he had a doctor's appointment and Eirlys came home early too. I wish Justin could have stayed after school but he had to go home. Pity.
Omg the tea I drink has started something sooo funny that they do. On the little paper thing attached to the teabag they've put a fortune thing and then they say "Your tea leaves have been read". But the weird thing is they're actually pretty accurate. Sometimes. The one I got Saturday (the day before Justin came home) said: "Be patient, things will soon return to normal." Which I think is kinda cool. But my one for Friday said: "I can't read you fortune at the moment. A yak is in the way." Sooooo funny. And then I don't exactly remember what my teabag yesterday said but the gist of it was like, "Don't worry, the thing you are looking forward to is coming up on Thursday." And I leave for Boston on Thursday. Weird huh?? I wonder what my next one will say. Please excuse me while I go make a tea . . . . Hmmm. Not the funniest one I've gotten. It says: "Turn over a new leaf. Preferably a tea leaf." Meh. They can't all be winners.
Ok so before I tell you THE GREATEST NEWS (second only to Justin coming home), I must tell you about Saturday. kk so on Saturday I was wherever Fort George is . . . . Niagara-on-the-Lake I think. I had to drive up there with two old men. I don't know them and they don't know me. It was like two hours of crap music. I'll give you an example. One song was called "Jingling Johnny". It's originally from the 1700's. It's at 75 pace mark which is what we usually march to, unless we're at the quick in which case it's 85 or 90. Luckily I had my iPod with me so I played some screamo and some Marilyn Manson to make up for it. So we get there and the sun was blazing and it was about a million degrees. The wind was blowing at like, hurricane speeds. And I'm not even exaggerating that much. I had to walk at about a 75 degree angle to the ground or else I would have blown away. I was also wearing 100% wool uniform. Like, wool pants, wool jacket, crazy thick shirt, crap shoes, uber tall hat that kept blowing away (which totally sucked because I couldn't fidget in ranks :P ) and a strip of leather wrapped around my neck. And we had drill on Saturday too. I was thrilled, let me tell you.
Anyways, it's time to go home. The sun is still blazing and the wind is a' blowin'. I get in the car with the two old men. The driver, I might add, is a crazy one. We drive for about half an hour when the sky suddenly (and I do mean SUDDENLY) turns pitch black. W e are driving STRAIGHT into a HUGE storm. It starts raining about 5 minutes later. Huge raindrops. The driver turns on his windshield wipers to nuclear-speed. I'm serious. Imagine the fastest you've ever seen windshield wipers go. THE fastest. I can guarantee these went a speed faster. I'M distracted by them, and I'm in the backseat. How does the driver feel?? He speeds up. We are driving into an enormous thunderstorm with distracting wipers flinging raindrops the size of chocolate Easter eggs at 120 km/h. I honestly thought I wasn't going to make it home. So yes that was Saturday.
And now the most greatest news of all!!! I got my tattoo done on Sunday!!! HOORAY!!! I am absolutely in love with it. Which is a good thing, but seriously. I. LOVE. IT. It's Peter Pan and then beside him it says "All children, except for one, grow up." I love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love it!!!! I'm sooooooooooo happy with it I can't even believe it. I'm hoping that my dad will get off his computer soon so I can upload my pictures that my wonderful sister took. I'm hoping to get them up on Facebook within the next day or two. Before I leave for BOSTON!!!
I'm kinda excited for Boston but I'm also kinda dreading it. Not only do I have couple of solos that will totally and completely FUCK UP the song if I don't play them right, but Justin JUST got home and I'm sooo going to miss him. But I have to go. And I guess it's good that we can be away from each other and not go completely crazy. I dunno how the summer is going to work out when I go to England. I just might go crazy without him. Hmmm. England. That reminds me. We still have to arrange a little rendez-vous between his aunt and mine. Hmmm. I must talk with him when he gets home from his meeting. Ah yes. Rendez-vous and meeting. They remind me of something too. Wow my brain is kinda going all over. Meeting reminds me that I had a brownie meeting tonight and I waited there for half a fucking hour and no one showed up. So I was pretty pissed about that. Rendez-vous reminds me that I have to go and write my own eulogy. In French. It's pretty depressing, let me tell you. So I shall go and do that and I will talk to you later. :)
So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought she bade me return.
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