This week I switched to art classes instead of surfing. My teacher had me drawing these intricate textures and doing blind drawings that were not very fun... I would have rather been surfing.Wedensday, the gang went to ladies night at the Backyard, moved on to the Jungle Bar later, and come morning we migrated to Nacho Daddy's. By far the stupidest move I've made this trip. I woke up the next day curled up like a rolley-poley, holding my stomach. Thus began my first hangover. I was vomiting until 7 thursday night. Estaba NO vale la pena. I learned that lesson like a little kid touching the burner. It's hurts... a lot. I've decided that I won't be drinking on this trip from now on. I'm actually sort of glad it happened. I'm way to young to be drinking like that. This is a picture of my closest friend, Chelsea, from Oregon:
My mom gets in tomorrow morning. I'm really excited to see her. It's been longer than a month! I've sort of hit a low, so I need her here. I REALLY miss Andrew because he hasn't been able to email me or his family. I hope he's safe!!!
