Being an Owl.

I've been sleeping real late, but I mean fucking late; 3AM and once 4AM... I actually saw the sun rise.

It's been interesting ever since vacations, but even more since I got to NY.
So, my best pal and I are apart right now, he's in Vancouver and I'm here in NY which makes 3 hours difference for us... It's a bitch because when it's 12AM here it's only 9PM there. Hey, at least I don't get to go to boring summer school, ha ha ha. But I miss him. It's still hard for him to accept that I feel safe around him, poor dude.

First couple of days I went to Barnes&Noble, my favorite place to pick out a book. I picked out 4 books: A clockwork orange, American Gods, Neverwhere and Pride and Prejudice. Haven't started any because I'm still reading Smoke and Mirrors by Neil G. A rather exciting book. Short story's.

My "other" blog is going slow though, today I wrote a little in it, the question is "When does a friendship turn into a relationship?" and it really is different for everyone. I wish that with all my best gals and pals I can say hello or goodbye with a kiss (lip kiss) but sadly, not everyone has a very open mind. But really, when do you know that a friendship turns into a relationship? you know when the dude or the girl asks the other one if they want to go out with each other? NO! That's crap, I think it happens when you realize that you have eyes for only that person and that that person takes all the bullshit from you and accepts your defects and what not. Bah! I don't know, because I have a best gal and she accepts me for who I am; cada quien (it means, everyone at their own will).

Next event was my brother, my sister and I getting drunk for the first time TOGETHER in a pool. We where just laughing away, dancing, singing and just having a great time. Though, never lay down on a floater when you're drunk, sheit, I still feel like the world is waving all the time. I feel real awkward, it just won't stop.

Tomorrow they plan on going to the city, and honestly... I just don't feel like going to the city for the first fucking time. I feel drained after a long ass day in the hot sun and in the pool -crap, I think I didn't put enough sun block on my back and between my boobs... their red and I know it'll hurt tomorrow- and I'm not doing it just because I don't want to, I just feel real lazy and if I carry that with me I'll be in a bad mood tomorrow, I just know it. I know myself! So, I just asked them if they can wake me up tomorrow and see if I feel like going then. I might just have to sleep on it.