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[09 Jul 2007|10:46pm] |
So after leaving Walmart we got on the next bus to Poipu, a place Bob recommended for snorkling. It was a long drive, and everything we saw on the way was beautiful. When we arrived in Poipu, the beach was speckeled with dozens of families. About 50 feet out there was a little island composed of mostly volcanic rock. The swim out there was quite painful, with all the hard prickly rocks in the water. After retreating back to our spot on the beach we put on our snorkling gear and decided to see what kinds of fish lived in theres rocks and corals. Poipu must be a very popular place for snorkling, for every other tourist had their gear on. The coral reef was filled with a number of amazing colorful fish, from plain black to all kinds of neon colors. Altho we may have scrapped our knees on the coral, due to the shallow waters this snorkling experience was definately enjoyable.
Our next plan was to catch the next bus back to Lihue and then to Kapaa. We had about another hour or two before it came so we decided to walk up the road to the next small town. We found a small shopping center filled with little restaurants, galleries, and expensive boutiques. We sat and had a small desert while we waited. We then made our way to the bus stop after killing some more time at the beach. We sat on a rock right behind the bus stop sign. We knew there was a possibility they might not see us as they drove by, but we kept our eye on the clock in order to not miss it. We sat and waited, and a shuttle drove right by, and had not even noticed us. We were conviced that we would be stuck on the south sbore and had no idea what we shouild do to get home. We decided that we would start walking and see how far we could get. At this point our adventure was quite ambitious because neither of us realized how far we were from our hotel.
While we walked up the road we joked about hitch hiking and both probably seriously considered it halfway. It seemed dangerous however; in a small town like this it seemed so common that maybe it wasnt dangerous at all. The locals were so friendly that we were convinced that if we had to hitchhike we would have no problem getting a ride. Not to mention that we were two girls. As we were walking up the road, another bus had passed us, probably a bus that was running late, we waved and tried to get the bus drivers attention but he didnt stop. We then had no ideas for getting home and continued walking hoping maybe something would happen.
We walked so far up the road and began to walk up the highway where i was convinced that someone would think it akward for two ladies to be walking and surely would offer to pick us up. NO CHANCE. We decided to try hitchhiking and our thumbs got us no where. We laughed but realized that we had no way of getting back, and that walking without hope was no option.
Comming to the conclusion that we needed a ride, we began to call different cab companies. All of the rides ranged up to about 50 dollars. This is a ridiculous amount to pay for two college students, but it was our only way back. Just as i was about to ask a cab company to pick us up someone stoped for us. I quickly hung up the phone as a young white couple drove up in a beat up blue truck. The driver, a young blonde man, said that we could sit in the back of the truck. Karen and i hoped right in thankful that someone was kind enough to pick us up.
Riding in the back of a truck was more fun than i thought it would ever be. Maybe i was just so suprised at the fact that it was happening, and that i was actually hitchiking, or maybe it was just the breathetaking view, odds are that it was a combination of both. While on our way home Karen spotted the a police car right behind us, and notifed the driver. He assured us that it was completely legal to have passengers in the back of a truck. This had to have been the most random experience of our trip so far. The nice couple droped us off at the coconut market by our hotel. We were so grateful that these two young people picked us up and that we didnt have to pay the 50 bucks to ride home.
The next day we had plans with the two young locals we had met in Walmart. we met them in the parking lot in the coconut market at 11 o' clock and both felt a little uneasy about the whole situation but were glad that we were going kayaking at no cost, with our own personal tour guides. We started our day by driving to a nearby kakaking company, owned by the grandfather of one of the younger guys. We kayaked up the wailua river and saw a part of and old hawaiian town with grass huts. The local boys named Hoku, and Levi suggested we stop there later. We then kayaked to a trail and hiked to what is called the "secret falls" on the way Hoku saw many tour guides whom he had known, and they both told us stories as if they were our own certified tour guides. One story was about hawaiin spirits called night watchers. Night watchers are supposed to be dead hawaiian slaves that give warning by the sound of a drum beat. If you hear this drumbeat your supposedly supposed to strip all your clothes with your head covered and lie on the ground untill the night watchers are done passing. It was odd to hear a tradition of striping your clothes from two strangers we had just meet.
At the end of the trail we reached the secret falls wich was not a secret at all. Many toursits and tour guides were there to enjoy the beautiful scenerey. Levi says that its called secret because its really a drain of an irrigation ditch into the river at the top of the cliff. He knows this because he lives up there but laughs at the fact that its a "secret" to most everyone else. We swam out in the pool of water and enjoyed the scenic view.
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[07 Jul 2007|11:32pm] |
So ive been in hawaii for a couple of days now, and i really am starting to miss home...its funny actually because i can say that i do feel quite at home here. The fact that rice is offered at every single restaurant and more filipinos here than in my home town gives me quite a comforting feeling. But i have been missing my friends, and my bed. This old hideaway bed in the hotel is horrible, but the trade off is that i am in hawaii. Whenever i am away from home i cant seem to sleep well through the night and i often, actually ALWAYS wake up much earlier than i would ever want to at home. Besides spending the first couple hours of my morning tired-eyed and groggy, this is a good thing. Karen and I have not wasted any time lying in bed. We got here on friday at about noon and spent the day aweing at the beauty of the island. Her dad picked us up on his lunch break and took us to the hotel. We walked around kapaa, the town we are staying in and had lunch in a small mexican restaurant. We walked quite aways but enjoyed every second of our new surroundings. We then hit the beach which was much needed due to the intense humidity. The colors of the ocean are amazing here, every bright shade of blue can be found distinctly next to eachother complimenting the amazing shade of the sky it reflects. That night Bob drove us down to Lihue, a nearby town, for dinner at DUKES barefoot bar. The first thing that caught my eye that night, right as i steped out, was the brightly speckled sky. What i might have inaccurately identified as venus shone brightly. I stared at the stars in awe on our drive to Lihue. Stars and the universe have always amazed me and i could find myself staring at the bright lit sky for hours. Different from my first night on Kauai, i couldnt spend any time admiring the stars tonight. After spending these last couple of days on the island, i have just become so engulfed with its emmense beauty that im still in amazment with the land. And have not had time to focus my attention on the sky. I have really grown to appreciate the way of life here, the friendliness of the locals and the simplicity of living.
The next day, Friday the 6th, i was introduced to the locals of Kauai island. There way of thinking is beautiful. Its simplicity highly contrast the way of the city life. Since we had no means of transportation Karen and i decided to explore the bus system. Public transportation here is quite "behind the times" as the lady at the concierge had said. We made plans to go to poi'pu, a place bob reccommended for snorkling. We walked to a bus stop and luckily caught the bus because it was running late, something quite common here in Kauai, as we had learned later that day. We stoped in Lihue at the Walmart and had about 45 minutes to kill. Walmart here in Kauai seemed to be the place to be. Bussling with business and locals as well as tourists. Karen and I picked up a couple snacks for the beach and fell in line to pay. While waiting i observed the odd plant in the shopping cart of the man behind us. I had asked him what it was and he explained that it was some kind of cactus. I was quite suprised brecauise to me it had looked like some kind of venus fly trap, or something that might bite a finger or two off. Kind of like the plant in little shop of horrors. The old filipino couple was so sweet. They reminded me of family, and spoke to me like family. When i mentioned i was filipino the old man asked me my last name. At first sound of it he asked if my father was in the US Navy. Its amazing how people will hold on to names from their past, identifying them with themselves. It turns out that my dad served in the Us navy with him. He told me his name was Gerri Manananag and him and his wife wished Karen and I a fun and safe trip. While we were talking to this couple Karen had mentioned she was from Monterey Bay. The Local in front of us in line had heard her and suprisingly went to CSUMB a couple years ago. The two guys offered to take us Kayaking the next day. We were so excited, we had not even started our day and we already had plans for the next day. I love Hawaii.
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[09 May 2006|11:25pm] |
i cant help it really....
what can i say?
so, do ya miss me?
NOTHING at ALL.
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[09 May 2006|12:16am] |
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It's wierd how things happen really. Just as i previously explained to a good friend that i have reached a very content stage, im thrown options that would definately been conveinent months ago. Im completely satisfied with my situation. NO more bitching about a new place. Although SLO will always be exciting, i figure that by waitiing another year, it will be even better when i get there. Im hoping it will feel completely deserved. Anyway, timing has become completely peculiar. Just when i have become happy with the friends i have, and just the way things all work in general, LIfe aka the big bitch bertha, has decided to give me a little bit more. I honestly dont feel the need for more right now, i just want to soak up and be grateful for what i have. BOTTOM LINE: I dont need a boyfriend that would shower me and give me things i would never expect. I hope to never be so lucky and spoiled, as to avoid the development of dependency and expectation. I'm not used to compliments, honestly, thats why i choose to never believe them. They always sound like a bunch of overused lines to me anyway. I never want to want something i can be happy without. I dont want to expect anything more than the bare minimum of common courtesy. BUt now im getting a little more.
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[08 Jan 2006|06:27pm] |
ive come to the conclusion that im completely sick of the familiar. i'm even sick of the idea of familiarity. even the idea of doing something new that may oneday become familiar bores me...
i want to be placed in a completely different environment, new people, new settings. i want to be surrounded by something completely strange, and undiscovered to me.
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[07 Jan 2006|05:19pm] |
the last couple of days has left me with a complete feeling of being unsatisfied. Palmdale will bother me forever, i mean FOREVER.... i vow to never go to palmdale again, as to avoid an evening like the other. I also hate boys. boys are fags.
i hate this feeling...... its like i want to do something to feel better but then again i have no will to. for example, i want to go to the mall, but i hate the drive because its so familiar and boring. i need something new, so i will go to the mall. im sure purchasing a new shirt, or a pair of shoes will make me feel better, at least temporarily. Perhaps on my way to the mall i will take a different route, hopefully get lost, and never reach my destination.
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[03 Jan 2006|08:06pm] |
Today, Karen and i had plans to walk Rodeo Drive, however i had no will to drive down the 101 during rush hour. Instead we strolled and window shopped Sunset Strip. We walked into stores such as BCBG and Nicole Miller like we belonged there, but im sure the fact that we lacked daddy's plastic was written all over us. After walkin' the strip we ate at a restaurant named "Cravings" I have to say that the name is quite unfitting. Its as if some unoriginal lune couldn't think of anything better. Anyways, the food was moderately priced, probably pretty cheap for Sunset Blvd and the portions just right, not enough for left overs. All in all, it is a romantic setting, and delicous food. The outside seating is no problem due to the abundance of heaters. The service was moderate, and the HOst was very cute.
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[04 Dec 2005|12:14am] |
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im completely unsatisfied, yet i have no clue what i want.
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[24 Nov 2005|02:03pm] |
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Lately, the issue of trust has been sticking its ugly little tounge at me. I admit i have trust issues......i trust easily, but certain people, take in general, guys....i have a HARD time trusting....i cant believe most things they say, because i can never be sure if its true. Recently, a friend of mine confronted me about it... granted we were all drunk, but whatever. He said that he always has to watch what he says around me because i might get offended...its because i cant believe half the things he tells me. But he's right. i need to ease off and be more trusting. Also, my best friend recently got mad at me, of course were best friends, so it wore off fast. But i felt like i lost her trust... the most important out of everyone i know... and even MORE recently, my mom found out i lied to her.. so now shes lost my trust....she has every right to, but trust me, im making up more lies and excuses to cover it up..... and i think im halfway there.. whatever, by now,i have become completely indifferent to the situation... i just hope it doesnt get in the way of my social life... that sounds fucken selfish.. but im a numb person now.. i dont give a shit... FuCk trust..its not tangible.. so how can i trust the fact that it exists??
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[07 Apr 2005|11:53pm] |
I feel so underestimated and so looked down upon that i see no fucken point anymore.. why the hell did i ever try to get this far and just end up fucking no where? Sometimes i feel like i deserve more credit then i recieve... but then i feel really selfish! i guess winning just isn't an option for me.
Today my mom was a bitch.. fuck yeah.. a bitch ... she basically flat out told me that i did really bad in high school.. I always try to make her understand that i did pretty decently and that its really hard.... but it never works.. its never good enough... So today she claims she cared so much about my high school career but usually when i try to tell her things about school she never listens... there just doesnt seem to be a happy medium..
With all the argument.. i ended up telling her that i would pay for college myself.. because its my decision where i go and what i do, so if she was so concerned about it.. then i told her i would do it myself.. what a bitch!
i dont get it.. usually when kids go off to college parents are proud and even if they have financial problems, they always tell their kids they'll find the money somehow, somewhere... but in my family.. its just a "No, we dont have the money to fund that 80,000 education you want. But we do have the 200,000 dollars to rebuild the house.."
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[05 Apr 2005|11:01pm] |
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FUCK yeah.. i got a brand new digital camera!!!
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today my skimboard, my boogie board, and a rented surf board all got some much needed lovin'... yup i rode them like there was no tomorrow on zuma's freezing waves.. i was also raped by a wetsuit.. damn those things are tight, but i had to admit, i would much rather feel like a seal than freeze to death..
Speaking of seals, i saw one today, and a dolphin, and hot surfer boys, one of which waved to karen and me... surfers are so fricken hot..
Oh yeah, dont be decieved because i cant surf... i tried though but i have to say, it was the hardest fricken thing ever!
Like Kathryn, i was pretty far out and the lifegaurd started to get concerned... i'm pretty sure he knew i couldnt surf.. so he parked his car right across from me and started to speak to me on the amp. It was really funny...
so all in all i had fun today! but then i came home...
i got two letters today, both rejection letters from schools i really wanted to go to..
even worse.. my mom had to fucken open them before i got home... FUCK that!
She said she was too excited, but its my fucking excitement... not hers....
Now its my dissappointment.. i dont think my parents even care.. theyre probably glad, because they definitely dont want to finance a 20,000 dollar a year education...
wow... i feel like such a reject...
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[11 Mar 2005|10:15am] |
Its only 10:15 but today was already a bad one... FUCK EVERYONE.. yesterday i was invited to go to the beach with a couple of my friends.. too bad i was the only one who has a really passionate love for the ocean..
So this morning dawn calls me telling me that lauren got sick and cant go, so it was just the two of us and her mom wont let her go if there was just two... so i frantically called as many people as i could but got a hold of none...
it sucks.. i got up at seven just to fucken make sure everything was ready. i even washed up my old boogie board bag, printed directions, checked the weather, and wave forecast...
and also... i think im the only one who really cared about going to the beach....
what the hell is wrong with everyone??
im so dissappointed... if you ask me to do something and i get all ready and everything, but then we cant go... okay
but if you ask me if i want to go to the beach and that night i fall asleep dreaming of skim boarding and boogie boarding.. you better not fucken flake on me
oh... well... whats eating gilbert(s) grape(s) is on tv.. i think i'll go watch it
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[09 Mar 2005|01:32pm] |
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today, i gave blood for the very first time!
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[08 Mar 2005|04:15pm] |
As a result of my car leaking radiator fluid i had a slight dilemma of getting to work yesterday. i arrived an hour early, because it was the only time i could get dropped off... so i spent my time in borders doing my homework. Then i went to work and did my homework there.. I swear, working at Hallmark is starting to take a toll on my work ethic..
Today, as kathryn said, it was sunny....which makes me happy! it was even warm enough to lay out in the park.
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[03 Mar 2005|07:37pm] |
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i have just purchased the Audrey Hepburn DVD Trio which includes: Breakfast at Tiffany's, Sabrina, and Roman Holiday... all this for only $25!... shit..i cant wait to get it!
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[24 Feb 2005|11:27pm] |
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i suck at life!
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[21 Jan 2005|04:22am] |
I miss those days
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