so. i have lice. lice. so so sexy.´
it was bound to happen.
i went to utila a week and a half ago.
met up with the karate instructor volunteer from ny, a swim instructor volunteer from ireland, and a cool girl volunteer from colorado.
i enjoyed being sandwiched between two well defined boys in a kayak.
will this happen again? probably not.
my french canadian roommie has decreased her meds and is starting to get on my nerves. the bluntness i once found refreshing is now more like rudeness that makes me want to punch her in the face.
just a little.
but she´s leaving on saturday.
so are the dutch couple.
so then it will just be me and the boy who just arrived two days ago.
for 15 days until more show up.
the boy who just arrived:
guessing he´s about 21.
a 6 ft tall rugby player from alabama. with the lats of a rock climber.
devout christian but without being preachy in any way.
and drinks like a college boy when given the opportunity.
much to attractive for my comfort levels.
i woke up this morning and walked into the main room to find him sweeping the floors shirtless.
after this he sat down to do some bible study.
i feel like he just walked out of some christian soap opera.
is this a test? wtf.
just look. don´t touch.
i still don´t have a friend here.
a complete friend that i can sit and talk and talk and talk to.
i have to go do groceries and buy lice shampoo.
my life is so glamourous.... is that how you spell that??