So I woke up one fine morning in my hotel room, with my hair wrapped around half of my face and my eyes all swollen from crying late at night (feeling for fictional characters'll do that to you). As I padded groggily to the powder room to splash cold water on my face, a snippet of conversation flew to my ears. Stupid me had fallen asleep with the television blaring away. I was going to ignore it and close the door, but then I heard a familiar name - Jamie Lynn Spears.
"Must be some Britney thing." I mumbled to myself. Then suddenly, my brother flew in. 'omg have you seen the news?! britney's sister is pregnant! you know, jamie something spears!' He grinned as he saw my mouth fall open. 'you haven't! but the tv's turned to cnn. wait, did you fall asleep with the tv on again?! i'm telling!' I ignored him and turned to the television, but as luck would have had it, I'd missed it. 'You're lying.' I informed him. "JLS doesn't have a boyfriend. She said so during Thanksgiving.' 'i know what i heard, sis. she's pregnant." I brushed him off and left to wash my face.
Later that day, I spat out a mouthful of tea in a cafe, nearly spraying an old man and his French toast, because there was a huge article in the papers about JLS and her 'mistake'. "Twas true! She's pregnant!" I yelled, amidst angry glares and whispers. 'i told you so,' my annoying brother chanted. My parents were kind enough to announce their opinion to everyone listening. 'kids these days. always getting into some sort of trouble.' 'why when i was a kid...'
Then everyone at the table got into a discussion on pre-marital and teenage sex. Which made for a very uncomfortable brunch because all the adults would keep hmming and nodding at me, as if I was going to give birth at any minute.
However, the breaking point was when a horse-like lady brayed angrily that teenagers were getting too much freedom nowadays and whinnied embarrassing questions at me. 'and how about you?! have you done it?!' I shook my head, then grinned sweetly at her. "How about you?" My brother and I then proceeded to cackle like hyenas at her purple face. Of course, our parents were less than amused and gave us a good scolding later, but I think it was worth it.
BB called me up later and we talked about JLS amongst other things for a while, and she asked me if we were the last teenagers on earth who'd not had sex. Now this stunned me because I'd never thought of that, so we spent a good bit of time discussing other friends and their 'chastity'. And this leads me to the question.
Are there really so few people who'll only have sex after marriage?
Bleh, this subject gives me a headache so lets move on.
So the shopping here is excellent but terribly expensive. And I wandered around malls trying to pretend that I had money, because everyone here is super rich and all. Which really doesn't work when you're a 17 year old dressed in MNG and Zara while they're adults in Gucci and Miu Miu. I swear on chainsaws that the security guards eyed me suspiciously the whole day. Mainly because I was drooling over bags outside Chanel, and had my face pressed against the display window for about half an hour. ChanelILoveYou!
Since it was so close to Christmas and everything, loads of people were doing their last minute shopping. And two days ago was a holiday, so the malls were just packed full of mad mad shoppers running for the nearest stores. And OMG they were lining up outside of Louis Vuitton because too many people wanted in at the same time. Can you imagine? And a nice saleslady told me that they were running out of stock because people wouldn't stop buying stuff. I felt so poor and alone, I must admit, because everyone that day was holding a designer carrier bag and I was the sole person carrying a plastic bag from a bookstore. With only a pen inside. Can you imagine?!
Then my dad's friends decided to go to some posh restaurant for dinner and it was awful. It was really cold and I'd forgotten to bring a cardigan, and when I sat down on the icy hard chairs, my behind froze instantly. The menu was a carnivore's dream, but I'm a vegetarian. Then, when I asked if the garden salad was safe to eat, the maitre'd eyeballed me like I was a piece of fungus, then replied coldly that the sauce had anchovies and did I consider them to be meat? Yes, yes I did. And I told him that, so he sniffled and said that he could ask them to whip something up, but his expression told me that he'd like to whip me instead. Fearing that he'd tell the chef to spit in my soup or something, I declined. When he wasn't looking, I whispered my order to my mother, and minutes later, dug into a humongous banana split, much to the disdain of the others. 'why on earth are you having dessert first? oh, no meatless dishes? such a picky child.' I ignored them and happily enjoyed my ice-cream, which was really good.
It's also been raining a lot here, and I've taken to carrying an umbrella around (pink with butterflies!) because the first day I went out, I came back looking like a drowned rat. My shoes have been utterly worn out because I walk a lot, so I tried searching for new ones. But predictably, I failed. The salesladies kept trying to force heels onto my feet, especially stilettos, their excuse being that my legs would look fantastic in them. That changed when I nearly took down one of them with me. Their flats were incredibly expensive and few, that I gave up after ten stores.
Pedro Garcia, why must you taunt me?
Ooh and the streets are filled with things to buy and see. I loved singing along with all the carolers, they even stood in the pouring rain. And loads of charities have lined up along the sidewalks with their little donation booths. Santas are walking everywhere, and it's very awesome to see little kids stare in awe when they pass by. I lovelovelove it at night when all the fairy lights and decorations are lit up, it's so gorgeous! There are plays and skits and sketches everywhere, loads of shows are put up every single night. And there are no repeats! Isn't that just fantastic? I mean, I love the fact that you can pop out for coffee and stand in line while watching them sing and dance on temporary stages, then catch another show outside your favourite doughnut store. And they've got little candy houses everywhere! Not gingerbread, but candy! I darted in and out of every single one I could find, much to the dismay of children everywhere. I think I spoiled their fun.
And oh my god Christmas trees are everywhere, and all the malls have gone insane and buried them under tons of ornaments and knick-knacks. So pretty! Everytime I pass one by, my fingers twitch madly, I want to steal a little angel or a shiny star so bad. Oh Santa, forgive me! But they're all so hard to resist, especially those with a fairytale theme. They put tiny wings on one tree and it looks like it could fly away at anytime! And I saw one with unicorns (Hachikuro says hi!) on it, kitschy, miniature and so tempting. If I ran the malls, I'd make sure security held hands and formed a protective circle around the trees.
There's a whole crowd of people milling about here, and I'm a bit afraid that one of them'll realize I'm typing out a blog entry, and not a school project as I've claimed. I wish I'd brought my own laptop on holiday, these hotel ones are so unfamiliar. I'll be going for dinner soon, so I think I'll end this one here.
Oh and Christmas is just round the corner so I hope everyone's got their trees up and their presents all sorted out. Bye loves, and enjoy the holiday season!
"Must be some Britney thing." I mumbled to myself. Then suddenly, my brother flew in. 'omg have you seen the news?! britney's sister is pregnant! you know, jamie something spears!' He grinned as he saw my mouth fall open. 'you haven't! but the tv's turned to cnn. wait, did you fall asleep with the tv on again?! i'm telling!' I ignored him and turned to the television, but as luck would have had it, I'd missed it. 'You're lying.' I informed him. "JLS doesn't have a boyfriend. She said so during Thanksgiving.' 'i know what i heard, sis. she's pregnant." I brushed him off and left to wash my face.
Later that day, I spat out a mouthful of tea in a cafe, nearly spraying an old man and his French toast, because there was a huge article in the papers about JLS and her 'mistake'. "Twas true! She's pregnant!" I yelled, amidst angry glares and whispers. 'i told you so,' my annoying brother chanted. My parents were kind enough to announce their opinion to everyone listening. 'kids these days. always getting into some sort of trouble.' 'why when i was a kid...'
Then everyone at the table got into a discussion on pre-marital and teenage sex. Which made for a very uncomfortable brunch because all the adults would keep hmming and nodding at me, as if I was going to give birth at any minute.
However, the breaking point was when a horse-like lady brayed angrily that teenagers were getting too much freedom nowadays and whinnied embarrassing questions at me. 'and how about you?! have you done it?!' I shook my head, then grinned sweetly at her. "How about you?" My brother and I then proceeded to cackle like hyenas at her purple face. Of course, our parents were less than amused and gave us a good scolding later, but I think it was worth it.
BB called me up later and we talked about JLS amongst other things for a while, and she asked me if we were the last teenagers on earth who'd not had sex. Now this stunned me because I'd never thought of that, so we spent a good bit of time discussing other friends and their 'chastity'. And this leads me to the question.
Are there really so few people who'll only have sex after marriage?
Bleh, this subject gives me a headache so lets move on.
So the shopping here is excellent but terribly expensive. And I wandered around malls trying to pretend that I had money, because everyone here is super rich and all. Which really doesn't work when you're a 17 year old dressed in MNG and Zara while they're adults in Gucci and Miu Miu. I swear on chainsaws that the security guards eyed me suspiciously the whole day. Mainly because I was drooling over bags outside Chanel, and had my face pressed against the display window for about half an hour. ChanelILoveYou!
Since it was so close to Christmas and everything, loads of people were doing their last minute shopping. And two days ago was a holiday, so the malls were just packed full of mad mad shoppers running for the nearest stores. And OMG they were lining up outside of Louis Vuitton because too many people wanted in at the same time. Can you imagine? And a nice saleslady told me that they were running out of stock because people wouldn't stop buying stuff. I felt so poor and alone, I must admit, because everyone that day was holding a designer carrier bag and I was the sole person carrying a plastic bag from a bookstore. With only a pen inside. Can you imagine?!
Then my dad's friends decided to go to some posh restaurant for dinner and it was awful. It was really cold and I'd forgotten to bring a cardigan, and when I sat down on the icy hard chairs, my behind froze instantly. The menu was a carnivore's dream, but I'm a vegetarian. Then, when I asked if the garden salad was safe to eat, the maitre'd eyeballed me like I was a piece of fungus, then replied coldly that the sauce had anchovies and did I consider them to be meat? Yes, yes I did. And I told him that, so he sniffled and said that he could ask them to whip something up, but his expression told me that he'd like to whip me instead. Fearing that he'd tell the chef to spit in my soup or something, I declined. When he wasn't looking, I whispered my order to my mother, and minutes later, dug into a humongous banana split, much to the disdain of the others. 'why on earth are you having dessert first? oh, no meatless dishes? such a picky child.' I ignored them and happily enjoyed my ice-cream, which was really good.
It's also been raining a lot here, and I've taken to carrying an umbrella around (pink with butterflies!) because the first day I went out, I came back looking like a drowned rat. My shoes have been utterly worn out because I walk a lot, so I tried searching for new ones. But predictably, I failed. The salesladies kept trying to force heels onto my feet, especially stilettos, their excuse being that my legs would look fantastic in them. That changed when I nearly took down one of them with me. Their flats were incredibly expensive and few, that I gave up after ten stores.
Pedro Garcia, why must you taunt me?
Ooh and the streets are filled with things to buy and see. I loved singing along with all the carolers, they even stood in the pouring rain. And loads of charities have lined up along the sidewalks with their little donation booths. Santas are walking everywhere, and it's very awesome to see little kids stare in awe when they pass by. I lovelovelove it at night when all the fairy lights and decorations are lit up, it's so gorgeous! There are plays and skits and sketches everywhere, loads of shows are put up every single night. And there are no repeats! Isn't that just fantastic? I mean, I love the fact that you can pop out for coffee and stand in line while watching them sing and dance on temporary stages, then catch another show outside your favourite doughnut store. And they've got little candy houses everywhere! Not gingerbread, but candy! I darted in and out of every single one I could find, much to the dismay of children everywhere. I think I spoiled their fun.
And oh my god Christmas trees are everywhere, and all the malls have gone insane and buried them under tons of ornaments and knick-knacks. So pretty! Everytime I pass one by, my fingers twitch madly, I want to steal a little angel or a shiny star so bad. Oh Santa, forgive me! But they're all so hard to resist, especially those with a fairytale theme. They put tiny wings on one tree and it looks like it could fly away at anytime! And I saw one with unicorns (Hachikuro says hi!) on it, kitschy, miniature and so tempting. If I ran the malls, I'd make sure security held hands and formed a protective circle around the trees.
There's a whole crowd of people milling about here, and I'm a bit afraid that one of them'll realize I'm typing out a blog entry, and not a school project as I've claimed. I wish I'd brought my own laptop on holiday, these hotel ones are so unfamiliar. I'll be going for dinner soon, so I think I'll end this one here.
Oh and Christmas is just round the corner so I hope everyone's got their trees up and their presents all sorted out. Bye loves, and enjoy the holiday season!
