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Yesterday, I rode a hybrid cross between a Vespa and a motercycle.
It was dark dark red.
And so much fun.
I didnt go that fast, because I felt too...open. I wasnt wearing any sort of saftey gear, and I felt with the way steering was handeling, it just wasnt a good idea.
But it was wonderful, and it felt so free.
The eldest uncle made us go to the beach today. Some gut instinct always told me not to go in the water all the other times I went to the beach. Could be the garbage strewn heavily around.
Or the line of broken sharp shell shards lining the tide line.
(Sharp shell shards! Say it 10 times fast! You cant do it, can you?)
*cough*
Anyways...
He was in some kind of mood this morning. He yelled at me for not greeting him properly when I entered the van. I didnt even get my butt in the seat yet. >:|
We live right next to the beach (The one described previousely and above) so when he said he was going to drive us to another beach, everyone got all excited.
He drove us to another part of the same beach, the part close to his house. 0.-
Same exact, except....further down more. Not much difference, suprisingly.
Or not.
I was just sitting under the tent thing, kind of talking to my aunt (She could only speak a little bit of English) when my uncle demand that I go out in the ocean, and swim.
I tried to explain that I didnt want to go, I didnt know how to swim and stuff, but he started to get angry.
He is a scary guy, when he is angry.
A tad on the terrifying side, if he is angry at you.
So, defying common sense, I went in the water.
I liked it ^_^
Of course, I didnt swim, but I floated around with the tide a bit, and, um, I started to pretend I was a mermaid.
*blushes*
Shhhhh!
<.<;;;
I stayed a very very long time in the water, because I didnt want to hang around my uncle, and besides, I was too caught up being a mermaid.
And then, too busy being a mermaid and splashing my little cousines, I forgot I couldnt swim and didnt watch where I was floating off to.
I ended up in an area where the water was taller than me, and there were viciouse waves that sucked me under and kept me down for a bit.
I swallowed enough salt water to...preserve me in my grave -_-
Yeah, I doubt it was that much, but it sure felt like it. u_u
Then I sighted a jellyfish.
Which promptly attacked my leg, for ruining its stalking upon human prey.
Ok, not quite like that, obviously. But it might have stung me out of spite, being a bit peeved at being sighted.
I think they let loose stingers, because I was stung all over my back, my arms, my legs, my chest. I have these little pink welts all over, and they burn like fire.
Oy, but especially the spot on my leg, where I was "attacked".
My uncle pulled a contradictory on me, and, being in mixed company, I decided to finally argue his logic. All he could do was laugh at me. >:\
After bumping into a squid and sighting two other jellyfish (One which really got my little cousine very badly =/ ) I finally got home and took a shower....and found my face hurt not because of sea water, but because of sunburn.
>_<
Somehow, my eldest uncle knew I got home at 5:30 am the other night. Every single person was sound asleep in the house, and he lives quite a few miles from where we live. He must have paid a guard to tell him or something <.<;;
*feels very paranoid*
Aye, I better be going, as it is almost 4 am, and, like I said, he is a scary guy when angry, but kinda terrifying when he is angry at you.
And remember: Dont let the jellyfish sting.
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