Finally getting the time to write this over. I am tanned yay! I am hoping it lasts a little while, though my nose is already peeling. Of course I'm not sure if it's from the tan or the constant wiping of runny nose over the weekend. I'm still a tad stuffed up and can only taste food sometimes, but I'll be fine soon. So I'll start with a rundown of my weekend and stuff from Friday, since I just have been neglecting my poor blog.

Friday: Thank you sweet Jesus it's over. Woo hoo. Despite being jobless and slightly miffed because am feeling unwanted and rejected in that place, I am happy. It was a stressful week indeed. I got paid and am a bunny. Hop hop.
The whole Valentine's bullshit didn't really affect me. Spent time with Stace, Ria (got a wittle prezzie aww isn't that the sweetest thing ever?), Tash, and Shaun. Poor Shaun and or lucky Shaun. I'm not quite sure how he felt. Gleeful or scared for his life with us 4 girls.
TGIF is frightfully expensive (on a puny budget) but I don't care - I had to treat myself one last time to a lovely meal. I mean really. I deserved it after all. Mudslide. Mmm yummy. Calories for years.
Did manage to scope hot boy (who scoped back?) at opposite table who brought two very young children. So hmm. Of course though, the usual. Got dumb. Duh. Do you expect any less of me? *grin*
Got home early enough to pack, burn mp3s and get about 2 hours sleep before heading off to Tobago. Aaaah.

Saturday:
Tobago. Aaah.
Cutie latinos on plane. Muahaha. Got in around 7:30 am and chilled out by my cousin. Got to Pigeon Point around mid morning. Bloody $18 TT per person to get into there for the day! "Eeek!", I exclaimed. You have to wear these flourescent wristbands while you're there and they don't come off! Argh. I thought they'd melt in the water or something but nooo. Dar. The water was gorgeous (too much seaweed I say) but fucking freezing. The sun was blazing too, and I didn't get much of a tan.
Scoping? Well let's just say. No. Apparently my cousin knows one of the cuties on the plane. Dayum.
People kept calling me. Haha that was funny when I had to say "Hey guess where I am? (waves in background against shoreline)" Tee hee.
By the time I got home (stayed by my cousin) I was so pooped, considering I wasn't allowed any sleep. I fell right to sleep and woke up sniffly. Took some drugs, and hung out for a while and slept again.

Sunday:
Store Bay was the scene. Lovelier water even though there were a few more waves...it was breezy that day. Water was eerily cold and I think I got even more sick from that - in and out of the cold water, nose running, sneezing, hot hot sun and all that. Joy.
The hottest thing seen for the day was a wonderfully handsome guy in shades with the most sexy British accent in the world. I stuck like a top with glue and tar in mud.
Got home, made sure to bathe early, get hair dry before I got to sleep. Got online that night. Haha! Yay! Finally!

Monday:
Got up late enough, feeling like shit, rain falling, and everyone not feeling to go out. We stayed in, I slept more and watched tv and endured way too much cigarette smoke. Ugh. I was going loony with it. Between my aunt and my cousin I'm not sure who is worse.

Tuesday:
Rainy morning, then we decided no way this is the last day let's go to the beach. No one had a good tan and mom and aunt definitely had intentions of getting their tans.
Back to Pigeon Point. Gack. More money to spend and with shitty expensive lame food there being sold. Fucking bastards. Anyways the water was GREAT and the sun was blazing! This time the water wasn't that cold despite huge amounts of seaweed in certain spots. Ewww. I got soo tanned. Hah! Damn you all! Finally my legs are brown. Woo hoo!
Home at last! All my duties were to begin. Homework (again) for my baby cousin and calls to make and all that tra la la. Got to see In The Bedroom though! Weirdness.

Today (finally!)
Have done absolutely nada! Muahahaha! Actually my whole body is weary. I got up early, had breakfast, lounged around, went to sleep, got up. Then mom tol dme that I have a job thingy to check out, so I arranged for tomorrow. I'll tell you about it tomorrow if things work out I guess. *shrug* There I was starting to begin my life home again? Things work out I suppose.

I still need to clean out my room and attempt some sort of redecoration. Also have to make a few calls, get stuff in order, finish some work, begin some sort of gym schedule (argh - must must must go), and lots and lots more.

I probably have way more to say, but am all out now. My desk is a friggin mess. Look at paper! Eeep!