Fire and Belly Button Sand
Note before I begin: Demon spider was taken care of. Mwahahaha.
To add to the beach feel, I shall do the post in blue! Everybody say "Yaay! Blue!" That picture above was taken in Malawi at this resort called club makakola. That was their amazing pool, it was probably about January 3rd or something, and that is Lauren from Kitwe. I couldn't find any beach pics from here for you.
Today Olivi-A (olivia but I put emphasis on the A) and I frolicked on down to the beach in HER car since she is know a Novice driver. Whilst playing our flailing game (it basically involves going underwater and...flialing...its fun okay? Frick) far out in the water we were approached by two men. Now, when they approached, I am really not sure what they were thinking seeing as how Olivi-A had her head underwater and her legs flailing above, and I was laughing so hard I kept choking on the water of every wave that hit me. Continuing on. The one guy (we will call him...Arnold) asked me if "we were from around here." Not really interested in trying to be picked up (we were at THE famous pick up beach, gyro) I simply answered "yes." Olivi-A then popped up staring back at the two men. I began feeling akward with the silence and finally asked "you?" No, they're from Calgary. So Arnold and Arnold's friend continued talking to us, trying to make "conversation" (the lead to the pick up so it doesnt sound as badd). Shortly after the doomed question of age came about. When we answered they appeared shocked, and slightly embarassed. However jail bait was no stop for them. "So what are you two doing later on tonight?" arrived with a sly smile from Arnold. Olivi-a then replies "Um..going to bed." Haha. Oh yes. Tres funny. Anyways the two eventually left, when we burst out laughing at the two too old men who tried to pick us up. Seriously...what is wrong with you?
As we got back to Olivi-A's car, she couldn't find her keys. 2 treks back and forth to the beach later she spots her keys....INSIDE the car. Dang. The windows were open like that much, so we tried to push them down. Once that attempt failed, I came up with an idea. Lets go to somebodys house and ask them for a hanger. 2 mins later we approached an old guy on his driveway who kindly assisted us and in the end saved our day. TADA!! And now I have sand in my belly button. Shoot?
There's another fire. Anoooother. And it hasn't rained in sooo long, I think we're screwed. It's in mission area, so I'm pretty sure I'm pretty dang safe. Still those people sat through that horrible fire 3 summers ago, don't let it happen to them again. It just started tonight but its too later for bombers to be out, and its so into the mountain in this gulley Im not sure hooow the crews will get in there. Lame.
In conclusion, please do not freely toss flaming things into dry desert forests, and keep on guard for creepy 20 somethings trying to pick up young easy women.
Quote of the day: "Holla at me wave. Thanks fo the break in flow." (Olivi-A brings out the gangster in me).
News of the weekend: LAUREN DROVE! YUS! I have also learned when driving I talk about myself in third person saying such things as "Whoa Lauren, hit the gas a little too hard there, dont go killing us now" and "Oops, now now Lauren...the brake is supposed to be eased on, not slammed." Who knew it would bring out the crazy in me?
Malawi Lake - Take me away...
To add to the beach feel, I shall do the post in blue! Everybody say "Yaay! Blue!" That picture above was taken in Malawi at this resort called club makakola. That was their amazing pool, it was probably about January 3rd or something, and that is Lauren from Kitwe. I couldn't find any beach pics from here for you.
Today Olivi-A (olivia but I put emphasis on the A) and I frolicked on down to the beach in HER car since she is know a Novice driver. Whilst playing our flailing game (it basically involves going underwater and...flialing...its fun okay? Frick) far out in the water we were approached by two men. Now, when they approached, I am really not sure what they were thinking seeing as how Olivi-A had her head underwater and her legs flailing above, and I was laughing so hard I kept choking on the water of every wave that hit me. Continuing on. The one guy (we will call him...Arnold) asked me if "we were from around here." Not really interested in trying to be picked up (we were at THE famous pick up beach, gyro) I simply answered "yes." Olivi-A then popped up staring back at the two men. I began feeling akward with the silence and finally asked "you?" No, they're from Calgary. So Arnold and Arnold's friend continued talking to us, trying to make "conversation" (the lead to the pick up so it doesnt sound as badd). Shortly after the doomed question of age came about. When we answered they appeared shocked, and slightly embarassed. However jail bait was no stop for them. "So what are you two doing later on tonight?" arrived with a sly smile from Arnold. Olivi-a then replies "Um..going to bed." Haha. Oh yes. Tres funny. Anyways the two eventually left, when we burst out laughing at the two too old men who tried to pick us up. Seriously...what is wrong with you?
As we got back to Olivi-A's car, she couldn't find her keys. 2 treks back and forth to the beach later she spots her keys....INSIDE the car. Dang. The windows were open like that much, so we tried to push them down. Once that attempt failed, I came up with an idea. Lets go to somebodys house and ask them for a hanger. 2 mins later we approached an old guy on his driveway who kindly assisted us and in the end saved our day. TADA!! And now I have sand in my belly button. Shoot?
There's another fire. Anoooother. And it hasn't rained in sooo long, I think we're screwed. It's in mission area, so I'm pretty sure I'm pretty dang safe. Still those people sat through that horrible fire 3 summers ago, don't let it happen to them again. It just started tonight but its too later for bombers to be out, and its so into the mountain in this gulley Im not sure hooow the crews will get in there. Lame.
In conclusion, please do not freely toss flaming things into dry desert forests, and keep on guard for creepy 20 somethings trying to pick up young easy women.
Quote of the day: "Holla at me wave. Thanks fo the break in flow." (Olivi-A brings out the gangster in me).
News of the weekend: LAUREN DROVE! YUS! I have also learned when driving I talk about myself in third person saying such things as "Whoa Lauren, hit the gas a little too hard there, dont go killing us now" and "Oops, now now Lauren...the brake is supposed to be eased on, not slammed." Who knew it would bring out the crazy in me?
Malawi Lake - Take me away...
posted by Lauren at 10:35 PM
2 Comments:
ahahaha so funny. that's probably the dumbest thing i've ever done... and it didn't stop there. i went to get my moms newspaper but not only did i NOT KNOW it was free (so i was trying to pay the lady and she had no frickin' clue what i was doing up there), but i got the WRONG ONE! frick i am dumb.
What a hottie! No wonder those guys tried to pick you up! :)
But yuck!! Shivers.
I have never tried the flailing under water game, but will have to soon! Sounds fun!
As for my running, yep it's hard and I DESPISE getting up at 6:30am to run for I am not a morning person. Thanks for cheering for me, I need it!
:)
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