2. I haven't quite had the time over the past week to breathe, but the weekend's here again, and I'm taking a moment to pause and catch my breath. A lot of it is my fault, though; if I only had the self-control to use my time wisely, I would be a lot less gan cheong in general. (Eg. no more sleeping at 5 am when I have to wake up at 7 the next day with a 4 hour practical to do.)
3. My camera? An outdated little Panasonic Lumix whose best selling-point (in my opinion) is that it's pink. (A really pretty shade at that.) It's good enough for me, but if you want a really good camera, don't get this one. Haha! I think the trick is to know your camera. And to take 1000000 shots of everything, because chances are that at least one will turn out nicely.
4. I remember
I know you remember
But I think I know what you remember
(which is not what I choose to remember)
Same circumstances, different perspectives -
Or rather, (different) selective memories.
5. WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME ABOUT THE WORMS? I think I need to go for therapy in preparation for March. Holy crap.
6. God is awesome. Charmed by the most perfect lover. His love is greater than unconditional; His love is conditional - not upon me (we all know that would spell doom for me) - upon His perfect son. So. He loves me! :D And you!
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To continue the Cancun photos! (I'm slowly uploading them, bit by bit.)
Day 3!
The bus drivers drive absurdly fast, the buses come twenty times a minute, and the fares are negligible. Love it.
We drove a SPEEDBOAT. My first time ever.
Most exciting thing I've done in a while!
It was exhilarating. Zipping over the water, wind in our hair, sun beating down, surrounded by postcard-worthy scenery ...
And then, we went SNORKELLING!! My first time ever as well.
Swimming around the beautiful fishies and corals ... wow.
Our dear little guide.
(The only downfall to our speedboat/snorkeling experience was the bunch of old (age-wise), pre-pubescent (behavior-wise) guys who were with us, who thought that they were very funny but weren't actually. One shoved me off my boat. I thought that was pretty unnecessary.)
Pulling on clothes over wet swim suit = wet pants
Lovely little restaurant ... our server was really cute.
(Ah, Mexicans.)
Spending the night at Senor Frogs! Restaurant + discotheque.
A lot of alcohol and dancing and blasting music and screaming emcees and drunk people and drunk boys trying to hook up and drunk people on stage doing funny things
I think Hips Don't Lie was playing, and I was contemplating whether to try out Shakira's boob-heaving moves
(I didn't.)
Back at the hotel (pretending to be?) drunk
