Well my Sunday has been great! I got to sleep in by 5 mins!!! Yuppie whoot whoot NOT! I got up early to go see a film but I didn't want to take the chance to miss out on Tree of Life. (The first time I tired to see the film I got trampled on by a riot of stupid press peeps.) So after I checked in I went to the American Pavilion to check email and such, then I stood in line. I was only like the 70 person so I wasn't worried about getting in.
The seat I got wasn't too bad....couldn't say that about the movie lol. I won't say anything until more of my friends have seen it. I'm not going to lie I actually really liked it. Why? Because everyone else hated it, that's just how I roll.
After Tree of Life I caught the Spanish film called, "The Skin I live in." I want all our film teachers to see this one, especially Sharon and Darl I want to hear what they have to say about it. The skin I live in was actually my favorite, I was not expecting the twist and its such a good twist that I almost cried. Yes its a disturbing movie to watch but its sooooooooooooooo good! Don't mind the sexual crap you know how those....actually lets move on.
After those movies I went to the Pavilion and we had our closing party so it was hard to say good bye to all those who I have grown close too. After a million pictures and some tears I went home, one last time on the bus. It was one of those moments that you realized that you might not ever see those people or this place again. I'm sure I will but still.
When I got back to the apartment I was in a grumpy mood. If you know me I have a hard time crying, I like to compare myself to Cameron Diaz on The Holiday, the part that she can't cry when she knows she should. Well that's like me, I should be crying because its sad, we are leaving and going back to reality. But nope nothing came. Oh well.
My roommate came home and she owed me money so we went across the street and one last time got our favorite pizza and a freaken NUTELLA CREPE!!! I almost cried as I ate the last bite, but of course I didn't. After we went back and I started to pack, since I was still grumpy I just threw everything in my bag. Why cuz i didn't care, my flight was only 50 mins to Rome. So what would be the point to pack everything nicely? Plus I was grumpy because I didn't have any clean undies, I would have done my laundry but I decided to go get blood taken and be accused of doing drugs between my toes for 6 or so hours!!! Also if I didn't mention it, most of you don't know that I have a web toe, so when the doctor looked in between my toes he couldn't decided if in between my web one if that line was from a needle or because its two toes stuck together. Loser.
After packing I went over to our neighbors and partied for an hour, then I went to find my Cannes' Family, (these are the peeps I met at the airport and we even made a family tree. My role is the fun aunt good choice? I think so.) We decided to go onto the beach one last time. We took our towels and blankets and partied on the beach. We were all tired so 4 of us spooned and fell asleep under the stars. So romantic.
I woke up to not a very romantic sight, a group of my Ampav peers found us all sleeping on the beach and decided to bring wine and beer then go skinny dipping. I of course just stayed under the blanket, because I was exhausted and the person I was spooning was like a heater so why would I get out into the cold water? A few of my friends were drunk and thought it would be funny to jump on me, so funny they rehurt my knee JERKS!
After a while I just wanted to go to bed, so I said my final goodbyes to my fam and walked back to the hotel. I felt this was the best way, its just like a bandaid just rip it off! LOL. Oh before I left my I found my roommate down on the beach, s@#$ faced of course so I helped her find her bag and I had one of the guys walk her home.
When I got back to the hotel it was 330am, I didn't brush my teeth I just got into my skimppies and laid down. Well my roommate was laying down and she was starting to talk in her sleep. I giggled at first but then I realized what was really happening. I started to hear the loud sighs and the gaging. Then it happened, she tossed her cookies! I swore and ran into the kitchen and grabbed the trash can. I tried to get her to throw up in the can but she was too drunk to do anything. She threw up mostly red wine, and I started to clean it up, even in her drunkenness she didn't want me to clean it up, but she couldn't even sit up. Our room mentor came out and tried to help, but the sound of throwing up makes her throw up so she went back into her room. Thanks guys. After a half an hour of her throwing up, and me cleaning it up, I was starting to feel sick and was too tired to deal with it. I made sure my roommate was laying down and asked her to throw up in the garbage can, of course she didn't. Not like she had a choice, she simply just couldn't.
Since neither one of my other roommates were in their room I just went and slept on the top bunk. It took a while for the sound of gags and splashing to stop but I finally went to sleep. I woke up at 8, really grumpy might I add. I walked into my room to see my roommate gone and her stuff semi cleaned up. I was at the point of not caring anymore, I just wanted to see my aunt! I wanted to be in Rome so I could finish my trip and go home!
During clean up I noticed that my charger was gone, I called the throw up roommate and she had to check her bags but by mistake she took my charger. So I freaked out for a while because I needed it! We worked out a way for her to leave it at the airport so I could pick it up there.
After taking out a crap load of trash and stuff I took my bags down to the shuttle, where I got on the bus and waved too the hotel I pray I never have to see again. One of my fam members sat with me on the bus and we talked and laughed at all the good times and bad times we had.
Once at the airport I found my terminal and waited for my flight. I was 4 hours early yeah for me.
My flight was delayed but I finally got my things on the plane and I sat down and kissed Cannes France goodbye. Yes I shed one tear as the plane took off, but I was so excited to see my aunt and start my real vacation!!!
ROME!!!
When I landed my aunt called me and said that we hired a guy to come pick me up. And let me tell you he was so worth it. However, he was the most expensive man I've paid for lately geez. ;) He took me to a beauty flat in Rome, I'll post pics once I'm home. This place that we got was only 20 min walk away from the Vatican and it had a beautiful garden area that I forgot what they called it. Anyways it was freaken nice and the toilet was in the same room as the shower. If I could cry it would have been right there, except they had two toilets....yeah i'm not explaining what the second one was...ewwww.
I slept in a very comfortable bed and got to eat some yummy breakfast that was different from what I've had for the last two weeks!
Well I will write more later, I have to go to sleep now.
Even though I'm writing about Rome I'm currently in London, really sad that I leave for America in the morning :(. The funny thing is I've been ready to go home for like 2 weeks, but today when we were trying to find our way to the show "The Lion King" I realized I wasn't ready to go home, I've had so many awesome experiences here, that I don't want them to end. (Either that or it dawned on me that I have to go back to Wendy's.) LOL.
Well I will finish telling all about my amazing adventures later. This has been fun and I'm so glad the Lord gave me this opportunity to grown and meet some of the most amazing people ever.
Love,
Marcel with shorts on.
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