Party

This morning I had to wake up before I wanted to. Well, I almost always have to wake up before I want to. I am quite capable of doing some serious sleeping.. I could easily sleep past noon even if I went to bed early the night before. Dunno if this is a good thing, but yeah. It's kind of a paradox because I like sleeping late, but I don't like losing the day to sleep. I like utilizing the day time for stuff.. so yeah, it's not exactly a win-win situtaion. But I deal, because I just take it as part of life and living. You choose what you want to do, even if you don't really always want to do it. If that makes sense at all... Anyway, I woke early to return an overnight loan book I checked out for a class. Then I rechecked it out on a 4 hour loan and studied some before taking a mini-power nap.

I went over to Paul and Kate's place and hung out there for the rest of the day til about 6. Found out what my MAC address was and was able to use thier wireless service. That was neat. Kate found a simple recipe for some bisquits and made bisquits. They turned out looking somewhat like sugar cookies, but they tasted great and much like you'd expect a bisquit to. So yeah, we basically chilled for most of the time I was there. Paul came back from school and we just did more internet stuff. You know, just stuff... I seemed to be making some progress with Lady. I was able to play a bit with her and she didn't quite skitter everytime she was by me, so that was neat. I could make a journal or blog just chronicalling my progress with her. If only she could understand me, then one day I would be able to tell her how we met and how she used to be so fightened, but now was (hopefully) cool with me.

I left for the bus around 5:57-6:00. The bus left campus at 5;55 and usually takes about 10 minutes to get to the stop where I get off to go to Paul and Kate's. Since I was really kind of pushing it with the clock I powerwalked and attempted to almost run up a very very steep incline in the road leading to their place. Well, I arrived at the bus stop at about 6:06pm, and after waiting for a while I asked a couple of kids who were hanging out at the corner whether the bus had passed by. And of course it had "just" gone by. Great. So I hiked it back to Paul and Kate's to ask them when the next bus would come by. I, unthinkingly, didn't really make any effort to make my approach known, and when I arrived at thier door step, seeing Kate, I said, "psst!" My abrupt and unexpected appearance and unconventional greeting had the unfortunate consequence of scaring Kate. I will be sure next time to shout my "Hello" from a far, so they can prepare for my arrival. Heh. that almost sounds... I dunno, poshy. Bleh. Well, I don't mean it that way. Whatever.

So I hiked back to the bus stop to wait another 20 minutes for the next bus to arrive. I was getting eatten alive at that time by a swarm of mosquitoes I had unwittingly been standing in. When I walked away from the spot I was standing and looked back, I could see them furiously flying around in the proverbial, black cloud. I waited... and waited... the bus should have been there at 6:40, but 6:40 came and passed... Then a small red bus came whizing by and someone shouted, "bus!" I was like, yes! and rushed to get on. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that it didn't have a white SGU seal on the hood, but instead had a "1" in the upper corner of the windshield, like some of the reggae busses do. I climbed in the van, and off we went. And it was not the usual bus route. I just figured that maybe the school bus had a problem so they recuriuted one of the reggae busses to pick up the slack, I mean, it was red and looked just like the normal school bus that ran that route... but of course, my trying to explain to myself what didn't really make sense was a bad idea. Fortunately, one of the passengers asked me if i was going to St. George's... I of course said yes, but at least had the mind to make sure after a moment that he wasn't talking about the captial.. was he? And of course he was. Oh stink. I had taken the wrong bus and was now headed for somewhere... elsewhere... def not in my desitination. But thankfully, the bus driver was kind enough to drop me off on the side of the road in a well lit, pretty busy turnabout and told me, "school bus will pick you up here." So I got off and began my wait... I saw plenty of red busses go by, but each and everyone had a big number 1 on the windshield teasing me... taunting me... 6:45 came and went... 7:00.. nothing. there was a sheen of sweat on my brow, but not from the heat... I kept telling myself that, surely the next bus to come by would have the SGU seal on the hood.. surely... but no. Then a food vendor I had been standing by asked if I was waiting for the university bus. I said yes, and he told me to walk down a bit further and wait on the sidewalk. So, just being happy to be told to do something by someone who seemed to know more than I did, I walked the few yards to the sidewalk. 5 minutes later, Ta-Da! the bus... Oh the elation and relief that enfused me at that moment. I was able to actually breathe... I mean, okay, during the whole experience, I wasn't every really scared... somewhat anxious and nervous, but not truly frightened. Yet another good learning experience.

When I finally got back to campus, I was afraid that I would be late to Shaheryar's birthday bash, but no, I was actually just in time. I was able to change and the group of us took the bus to Grand Anse where we had reservations at the Le Boulenguire (sp?) They were a coffee/pastry shop that also served pasta and pizza. I ordered a Pesto Pasta with a Ting (grapefruit soda) and settled down for the wait. It ended up being a looong wait. Some people waited almost 45 minutes or more for thier food to come out. But the pasta was good, and the company was fun. It was a good time. Some of the folks picked him up a slice of choclate cake with a huge candle and we all sang Happy Birthday and it was like any birthday party in the Caribbean.

The Boys
(L-R) Bruce, Jon, Shaheryar, Ken, Hashim
(Rear) Robin, Mike, Rom

The Girls (& Shaheryar)
(L-R) Mahsa, Kate, Vanessa, Payal, Shaheryar, Me, Teresa

We got back from the "party" around 12:30 and I went upstairs to write this blog. At 3:00, Mahsa, having come back from The Surge (Surgery Club) party at the Aquarium she had gone to after Shaheryar's party, came by with Shaheryar and seeing me told me that I should go with them to the Black Sand Beach... Yeah, we have a beach right pretty much on campus with black sand. The sand is actually really black. Not the kind of grey look, except when dry and in the sun, but seems to really be black. But anyway, we went to the beach and Shaheryar having a flashlight with him shone the light on the beach... and discovered that we were not alone. There was a couple on the beach... and they apparently thought it was late enough that the beach would be secluded and such so that they could have the privacy they craved for certain intimate playtime . Let's just say they were not happy with us joining them on the beach. I mean, how would you like it if someone shined a maglight at your buck naked body while you were in a compromising position? Well, I was surprised, and somewhat amused... and my curiosity was peaked, I'll admit. I didn't see anything, I'll just tell you up front, but yeah... curiosity... ever a weakness. We hung out for a while, chatted, talked about the couple that was on the other end of the beach who in the mean time had been getting dressed and desperately looking for another way off the beach than the steps that were only about 20 ft from where our little group was laying out. But they were not so fortunate, and attempted to walk by us without giving us so much as a glance. The Walk of Shame. yeah. Shaheryar felt bad so he tried apologizing, but mhmm.. the dude was pissed. Oh well... they should have known better. tsk tsk.

We didn't stay long on the beach. The mosquitoes there were ferocious. Blood-sucking devilish fiends... I returned to my dorm and counted my bites. 13. 13 stink'n mosquito bites.... grrrr... I will have my vengence, in this life or the next!