26/08/2010

Same old same old, soon to come to an end . . .

I had my first salad for tea, feeling brave. It was gorgeous weather sitting on the roof top having fresh salad watching the sun set, feeling not ill it finally feels like a holiday!

Clara and Leyvan were having tea on their roof so me and Darren joined them, we attempted some singing, but it was lovely just chilling in good company with a clear sky, shining moon amongst the mountains drinking chai eating chocolate, it's how my life should be.

I would lie if I said I wasn't gutted that I missed out on yoga for 3weeks. I so appreciate being not ill. I have so much energy. One of the locals was shocked when I said I'd been ill for 3weeks, as I'm the happiest and most energetic person he's met. I think that's more to do with me acting like a tit all the time.

Darren and I chilled at mine singing and playing guitar, singing about little Lenny the parasite (my second one, the first was Jack) and we ended up staying up 'til late, well he fell akip while I did, get this . . . My level III cwk! Darren wrote his do-gooder speech, obviously boring himself to kip. While he was passed out I did my washing and basically mooched around being a baby elephant starting prep for packing. xx