Don't worry
about a thing
cuz every little thing's gonna be alright

Life goes on!

I finally had a day when I'm okay.

I also made it into the newspaper with a sexy photo of me partying.

Guess who is also in a photo

about an inch from my head

I WAS DOING OKAY TODAY

Why have i turned into such a mental case. Why can't it just be the way I want.

I'm fucking batshit insane. Why do people let me out of the house. I need to go to a mental institution.

SHIT

And while I'm away
I'll write home every day
And I'll send all my loving to you

I'll pretend that I'm kissing
the lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will
come true

I love the beatles

And three days till Halifax!!!!!

MOTHERFUCKING AHHHHHHGG
GHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCK

AGHHHH

:(

It's late.

In the evening.

I'm not drunk though, I'm 100% sober, I just had an excellent night. Best night EVER!?!?!?!?1 It very well could be....

EXCEPT

I fucking hate men that think they can touch you because you're mildly attractive when dressed a little provocatively. By provocatively, I mean wearing shorts.

Earlier I was tired of it, lately I might even be described as 'pretty' thanks to a month of detox in the jungle, and when some man tried to grab me on the INSIDE of the thigh, I grabbed his hand twisted it, and then 'threw' it back at him with a disgusted look. I think that got the point across.

But not sufficiently, I need a taser.

So when I was in Peru, a girl went to the town.

The town is about 20 minutes in, and you walk there. She was there to buy some cookies and snacks and stuff, and when she came back home she had a nap or something. Then two or three hours later, she started freaking out because she thought she left her camera in the town. She searched the campsite and then she rushed to the town again, she borrowed some money from me for a cab and went in search of her camera. She thought she knew exactly where she put it!

When she got to the town and to the shop where she thought she left it, she went inside to ask the woman for it. The woman returned it and gave her a lecture about keeping things safe. The camera was probably worth 2 or 3 months salary for this woman who owns a store in the middle of nowhere.

This woman, even though she doesn't have much, was not a thief, she was a really good person.

That's why I love Peru!

So I suppose I should give some more details right!!

I lived a month in the jungle of peru.

When i got there, I spent the first couple days in Cusco, and I went to machu picchu with my dad. It was beautiful but very touristy. Our guide was not the best so I don't know much about the history of Machu Picchu or anything. I suppose that's what the internet is for.

Then I relaxed in Cusco with a host family and gallivanted around the city.

Then I went to the jungle and spend the three most amazing weeks of my life. I got to see so much, I made such amazing friends, some of which I hope to stick with, and travel with again. I made friends with a monkey named Paolo, and I will remember him for a LONG time.

Then i went back to Cusco, and hung out with my new friends. And partied and got wasted and had an absolute fucking blast.

It was an amazing experience.

My next destination in the Middle East.

Pic: Me at Macchu Picchu! I'm so cute!!

I went to Peru and all I got were these amazing experiences.

and some secrets.

Which I will have to take to the grave.

Here is a picture of me with a monkey.

Sorry this is so blegh. I'm blegh.

Out of all the things I missed from civilization after spending a month in the jungle..... I missed my Bob the most!!