Monday, May 30, 2005
I have been out of the states for three days.
I'm actually having a good time.
Granted, I had to pay to use this computer in this lodge-thing... but it was bugging me that I have nothing to do till tomorrow.
I've meen to a Maori cultural center, and that was fun. Didn't smell good, though... in fact, this whole part of New Zealand doesn't smell good. The vast majority of the area is centered right on top of some hot springs... and sulfur is abundant. As a friend said, "Ewwww, Muy mal huevos.."
There is a plus... one of the girl's from the Florida group. Name is Brittney. (Or however she spells it...) I highly doubt she's gay, but she's pretty. Nice, too. She slept for nearly the whole 16-hour plane trip from LA to Auckland. I like her, and we've talked a bit. But there are only two people on this trip who know I'm gay. They don't talk about it, or acknowledge it, and I'm glad for that. (Thanks, Leslie and Alyssa.)
I went bungy-jumping! Oh, that was fun. Would have been more fun if I was by myself, but Chelsae (sp?) really wanted to go, but is deathly scared of heights. It took me and two guys manning the crane-thing to convince her that everything would be okay. I was thinking about just picking her up and jumping, but we were attached at the feet and waist, so that wouldn't have worked. That, and I could have gotten hurt.
I have a bruise on the inside of my left arm. :(
I watched sheep get sheered, too. It was weird, how the sheep just went limp. They hardly struggled. I went and bought two whistled that the guy used. You're supposed to use them to control sheep and herding dogs. Took me a while to figure out how to use them.
I miss Cyra... but I haven't cried. I did that before I left. Mom was crying too, and I told her not to do that when I was getting on the bus. I think she's worried that the plane was gonna crash, or I was gonna get mugged, or hurt/killed. But I'm fine. I'm taking my Airborne and all that, and I'm eating. (I had a big-ass breakfast this morning. --It's 7:04 pm on 5/31 right now.-- Cereal, sausage, toast, hashbrowns, fruit, water and juice and coffee. Oh, it was good.)
God, I'm tired... kinda distant, too. Guess I'm just feeling lonely. Everyone in this group has suddenly paired up in pairs or little groups, and I'm still on the outside. That happens, no matter where I go or what I do. I went to dinner with the Friebe's, and got to talk to Rachael. We don't do that too often. I still felt left out... maybe because I'm not 18 yet. If you're 18, they allowed you to go clubbing and drink alcohol. But not to the point of trouble or intoxication.
Gotta go, time's just about up.
I'm actually having a good time.
Granted, I had to pay to use this computer in this lodge-thing... but it was bugging me that I have nothing to do till tomorrow.
I've meen to a Maori cultural center, and that was fun. Didn't smell good, though... in fact, this whole part of New Zealand doesn't smell good. The vast majority of the area is centered right on top of some hot springs... and sulfur is abundant. As a friend said, "Ewwww, Muy mal huevos.."
There is a plus... one of the girl's from the Florida group. Name is Brittney. (Or however she spells it...) I highly doubt she's gay, but she's pretty. Nice, too. She slept for nearly the whole 16-hour plane trip from LA to Auckland. I like her, and we've talked a bit. But there are only two people on this trip who know I'm gay. They don't talk about it, or acknowledge it, and I'm glad for that. (Thanks, Leslie and Alyssa.)
I went bungy-jumping! Oh, that was fun. Would have been more fun if I was by myself, but Chelsae (sp?) really wanted to go, but is deathly scared of heights. It took me and two guys manning the crane-thing to convince her that everything would be okay. I was thinking about just picking her up and jumping, but we were attached at the feet and waist, so that wouldn't have worked. That, and I could have gotten hurt.
I have a bruise on the inside of my left arm. :(
I watched sheep get sheered, too. It was weird, how the sheep just went limp. They hardly struggled. I went and bought two whistled that the guy used. You're supposed to use them to control sheep and herding dogs. Took me a while to figure out how to use them.
I miss Cyra... but I haven't cried. I did that before I left. Mom was crying too, and I told her not to do that when I was getting on the bus. I think she's worried that the plane was gonna crash, or I was gonna get mugged, or hurt/killed. But I'm fine. I'm taking my Airborne and all that, and I'm eating. (I had a big-ass breakfast this morning. --It's 7:04 pm on 5/31 right now.-- Cereal, sausage, toast, hashbrowns, fruit, water and juice and coffee. Oh, it was good.)
God, I'm tired... kinda distant, too. Guess I'm just feeling lonely. Everyone in this group has suddenly paired up in pairs or little groups, and I'm still on the outside. That happens, no matter where I go or what I do. I went to dinner with the Friebe's, and got to talk to Rachael. We don't do that too often. I still felt left out... maybe because I'm not 18 yet. If you're 18, they allowed you to go clubbing and drink alcohol. But not to the point of trouble or intoxication.
Gotta go, time's just about up.
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