Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there

Parklane Hotel

February 6, 2005

Nothing. I just felt that it's been a while since I wrote something fun. And now, I'm starting the day by saying, what a wonderful yesterday it has been. It was like a dream. I can only write about the pieces I remember well.

Last night, there we were, sitting at the bar, talking about life. The room was sort of a videoke haven. Everyone's free to be heard. I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand. I know who I want to take me home and I'll never go far away from you. After a while, we decided to check out the live band at the club. Out of pressure and persuasion, I sang a few lines from the Incubus song, Drive, for the band. I was on the stage, I was lost, and my voice seemed to be far away. It was eerie. We danced 'til the wee hours of the morning. The sun was still snoozing when we headed back to the hotel.

The afternoon before that was quite eventful. We went in and out of the bus. The sun prickled our necks. The hours flew as we examined ruined cathedrals and landscapes.

Sims -- the first thing that came to my mind upon entering one of the hotel rooms, morning of yesterday. The place very much resembled a room the typical sim would have had when s/he was still poor. The most remarkable thing I and every one else noticed was the bathroom -- which was not a room at all. The sink, the toilet and the showering equipment were enveloped in a translucent glass which was approximately four and half feet tall. The showering equipment was separated by the same material for privacy -- but the problem is you can STILL see (like what you see when a sim uses the bathroom, but less blurry). And what did the designer say about all these? "It's a 20th century design!" Oh, fudge.

The day before yesterday was a day of friendship -- well, at least, for me. Since I knew not a single one of them, it was a great opportunity to mingle and meet new friends. Once inside the bus, it's easy. And so the journey with my newfound friends began. We talked, smiled, laughed, sighed and slept together (oh no, it's not what you think :)). We had fun 'til the wee hours of the morning. The sun woke up when we finally reached our destination.

Nothing. I woke up, with no expectations of the days ahead. I started to pack my thoughts and my things. I'm ready.

P.S.

Whew! Kewl Field Trip.

I'll Miss You Vigan!