Saturday, December 19, 2009

Something to Do - Day 3

Well, I didn’t go hunting. Who is surprised? Not meeeee. I thought going hunting would involve me, my grandfather and some older guy named Andrew. Turns out Andrew is my 26 (?) year old uncle that I’ve met before but don’t really remember. *side note* He’s quite attractive. So if any single ladies want to marry into my family… Anyways, it was very cold this morning and I was incredibly tired so I’m kind of glad I didn’t go. At about 9am everyone congregated in the livingroom aka my bedroom. And it’s not like I was trying to sleep or anything. I was forced to get up and converse with my family. Chatting with my mom or aunt doesn’t really involve me talking at all. Both of them know everything about me so they answer for me. But enough about them.

There are animals right outside of where I’m staying: two large horse-dogs, an actual horse, a donkey, and some cows. I want to pet the horse really bad but it won’t come to me! I swear we’re going to fight. Every time I go out there and call for the animals they just look. That’s all.

We (me, mom, aunt, Andrew) went to Wal-Mart today for something to do. We’re staying in Jourdanton so we had to drive 3 miles down the road to the thriving metropolis of Pleasanton for Wal-Mart. It was fun I guess. My mom and aunt kind of separated from me and Andrew so I had a chance to talk to him. We made the Wal-Mart lap three times before we met back up with my mom. (I didn’t see a single black person. Welcome to Texas) Andrew’s a pretty cool guy. It turns out we are having Christmas at his place. He wants to make his place more Christmassy; I’ll probably end up helping him with that. And starting tomorrow I’ll be staying with him because it’s closer to everything we want to do while we’re here.

This evening we went to the San Antonio River Walk. I have fallen in love with San Antonio, plain and simple. There were so many people! The river was very beautiful (ok… the water was actually quite ugly) and all of the trees had lots of colored lights on them. It just seems like there is always something to do. If I can’t live in NYC then I’m convinced San Antonio will be a close second. I’m not really sure what is in store for tomorrow. My mom and aunt have to go look at a building that they are going to receive/purchase/something maybe for free that they want to turn into a restaurant/bar/something. Doubt I will be attending but we shall see.

The Grueling Drive – Day 2

6:20am – Leave Valdosta
6:36am – Florida: breakfast, time change
10:38am – Alabama
11:30am – Mississippi
12:29pm – Louisiana: lunch, I start driving
4:30pm Texas: standstill traffic
9:30pm – Arrive San Antonio
9:32pm – I’m ready to go

It was a miserable 16 hours and I had to drive for over half of it. I hate driving! I don’t have internet yet but it should be coming soon. This blog will be uploaded then.

Apparently I will be waking up at 4:30am so that I can go hunting with my grandfather. He said it would only take a couple of hours (leave/be back at 7:30) so it shouldn’t be that bad. It will definitely be an interesting experience; I’ve never been hunting before. Call me evil or conniving but my grandfather has a lot of money so I need to find a way to get some. Going hunting and bonding will hopefully be the answer. We shall find out. I guess I need to go to bed if I’m going to wake up early… Not like that will be hard: I’m dreadfully tired.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Winter Break Begins - Day 1

Winter break has officially begun. I took my last final yesterday. I did much better on all of my finals than I thought I would but it still wasn't good enough to get HOPE back. Oh well, I've already had the talk with my mom and it looks like I will be staying at UGA (somehow). My classes were unnecessarily hard this semester... Final grades: 3 B's, 1 B-, and 1 C+. Oh, and I passed dance :)

Yesterday, after my finals, I had a date in Atlanta (sorry I had to bail on ours, Danielle). His name is Matt and he's amazing. Upon finishing finals, I quickly packed and rushed out the door so I could be in Atlanta by three. I met up with Matt and we were supposed to go see 2012 but the theater's fire alarms kept going off so they couldn't play any movies. We decided to go back to his place and watch the live action "How the Grinch Stole Christmas." After the movie, he took me to Everybody's Pizza. It had a really nice atmosphere and the pizza was pretty good, too. We talked and connected really well. We went back to his apartment and hung out some after dinner because it was too cold to go to the park. I was supposed to drive back to Valdosta then but it was already really late so he suggested I stay (my mom also said it was too late to drive) so I stayed. We played four rounds of Boggle. I definitely won every time. Mostly because he didn't really understand the rules I'm awesome. We just talked after that and told each other interesting things about ourselves. I made some comment about how "I hate that he lays so close to me" so he rolled away. Jokingly sarcastic, I said, "Just kidding... I like it when you lay close to me." So he rolled over ever closer and we started cuddling. It was pretty magical. After a while we decided to watch "Moulin Rouge" but fifteen minutes into it we decided we were too tired so we went to sleep...

Only to be woken up to the sounds of a homeless person playing some foreign percussion instrument (a bucket) right outside his window. Everyone's an artist, right? Wrong. It was dreadful. He was playing to some song, but he had headphones in so no one could hear the song and he kept playing the same beat over, and over, and over again... He literally played for hours! The noise finally stopped and we got to sleep. Needless to say, we slept in and didn't get out of bed until 2pm. After a mild panic attack (I told my mom I would be home by 2) we set out to grab a quick bite to eat. I had some Christmas gifts in my car, that weren't for any specific person, so, I gave him a glass hummingbird. In return, he surprised me with a video of him singing and playing on the piano the song "Where Are You Christmas?" It was very beautiful. I had tried to get him to sing the whole time we were together and he wouldn't.

But now I'm in Valdosta and in less than twelve hours we will be making the trek to San Antonio, Texas - a mere fifteen hour drive. The entire trip will be the interesting experience that I'm almost not looking forward to. Oh well, at least it will be somewhat warm.