gothic churches and excess frizz

...And what a day it's been today. This morning, at 9 I was at school, beginning our Mock AP Psychology Test, with my head aching and my stomach growling. I got an 80 in multiple choice, and was not able to finish my essays. Hopefully, i got a 4. HOPEFULLY! After that, my friend Carolina was to take madison and me to go eat at this place called Alive. She eventually left without us, so we were then forced to walk to Richart, leaving behind a trail of sweat because of the damn Puerto Rican heat. We were then driven to Gusto d'Italia, one of madison's uhmazing restaurants (free advertizing, what?!) and ate until we could no longer. The risotto tasted wonderful. When we got out, it was pouring rain, and of course, because all has to always work in my favour, i had gotten my hair straightened out the day before. Great. So, no one could drive us to the cinema, so I had to somewhat wrap my cardigan around my head, and walk there. We had to walk the longest bridge in Old San Juan, essentially, and it was rusty and slippery and not sturdy at all. We shat our pants, naturally. When we finally got to the cinema, soaking wet with the top of my head about three inches higher because of the excess humidity, we bought two tickets for Sunshine Cleaning, and went into the room. There was absolutely no one there. Not one person. NOT ONE! And there was something wrong with the projector, so the image was moving in the most frightening way. Madison almost went into cardiac arrest. The film begun, and so did my depression. I mean, it was alright, but damn, what horrible lives they lead. Though the boy could not have been more precious! So after, we walked outside. Of course, the sun was shining brighter than ever. The day was beautiful. Madison saw some flowers she liked that were wrapped around a gate, and she pulled out a scissor from her bag (?!) and cut it off.

ZOMGZ, JUVINILE DELINQUENT

Then I showed her this wonderfully small Gothic church that I am simply infatuated with. We were going to walk inside, but they were conducting some sort of ceremony which involved chanting and other strange, strange things, so we remained outside. Then, my father came to pick us up. We fought in the car. Got to richart. And i saw a trailer to a film I want to watch very badly. Then i heard the best news ever, and the reason for the picture above..

POLAROIDS ARE (in the process of being) SAVED!!

So, essentially, I'm in euphoria now. And strangely in the mood to watch a horrible, yet entertaining mainstream film. Ghost of Girlfriends Past? SURE. it's gonna be.. ehrm, quality stuff. But i really feel like not thinking today because i'm exhausted. simply exhausted!