do do doooooo do do doooooooooo (rocky theme)
but not in the way you think boyface and sarah...
i am in Philadelphia and just ran up the steps that Stalone ran up in Rocky. oh so funny, and long... well, they are when you are wearing a backpack (Ok a day pack) and am unfit (ok REALLY unfit). the building is actually the art gallery, not what i thought. and if you stand there for like, 5 minutes you see DOZENS of people run up the stairs, get to the top and some of the braver ones jump. i did the punching the air thing like a boxer. so now, by six degrees of separation i have stood where Stalone has stood via stone steps.
i did the whole liberty bell, independence hall thing as well. last night we (2 girls i met that are australian but studying in north carolina, the manager of the hostel - cute boy - and a group of 3 guys that are friends, 2 australian and one english) went out to a club that is across the street from the hostel. you pay $10 at the door and its open bar from 9-11pm. these black american girls were teaching us how to booty dance so of course we had to practice on someone. at first we'd only do it to the black guy the girls were with but our boys got jealous so we started booty dancing them. we were all getting along fine and then the manager guy suggested we go to a different club down the road, so we get there, pay another $6 to get in and the place is filled with skanky women. FILLED!!! the boys walked in there and their mouths hit the floor and eyeballs fell out of their heads. us girls looked at each other and knew we couldn't compete with fishnet stockings/tops and garters... even with our booty dancing. so within 2 mins the boys had forgotten we were there and we left. it wasn't a hissy fit cos in all honesty we were getting attention from the guys that were used to the place already (fresh meat syndrome) but the music was shit and we couldn't afford the drinks.
so i get back to the hostel and realise i'm not tired, the girls went to bed and i was sittin on the lounge in the common room reading up on things to do in the area when this guy from Chile came and sat with me. in 2 seconds flat he was holding my hand... i was not flattered as i knew he must have lucked out with the rest of the girls in the hostel before he got to me. i've said, ok i'm going to bed now and left. so you go up the stairs to the women's dorm, through one door and there is a lounge with books, then through another door to the beds etc. i'm sitting on the lounge and he comes in!! i'm like, you can't be here. he sits down anyway and starts all over again. i said i'm really going to bed this time and went in the room, he leaves, i go to the bathroom and when i come out he is waiting there. i just ignore him and go to my bunk. a min later he sticks his head around the door while i've just pulled my jeans off. the bastard! i pull my jeans up and walk over to smack him one, he asks me if he left his hat, i say no, he tries to kiss me, i tell him to bugger off... he leaves. i spend the rest of the night watching the door. very annoying!!
i am in Philadelphia and just ran up the steps that Stalone ran up in Rocky. oh so funny, and long... well, they are when you are wearing a backpack (Ok a day pack) and am unfit (ok REALLY unfit). the building is actually the art gallery, not what i thought. and if you stand there for like, 5 minutes you see DOZENS of people run up the stairs, get to the top and some of the braver ones jump. i did the punching the air thing like a boxer. so now, by six degrees of separation i have stood where Stalone has stood via stone steps.
i did the whole liberty bell, independence hall thing as well. last night we (2 girls i met that are australian but studying in north carolina, the manager of the hostel - cute boy - and a group of 3 guys that are friends, 2 australian and one english) went out to a club that is across the street from the hostel. you pay $10 at the door and its open bar from 9-11pm. these black american girls were teaching us how to booty dance so of course we had to practice on someone. at first we'd only do it to the black guy the girls were with but our boys got jealous so we started booty dancing them. we were all getting along fine and then the manager guy suggested we go to a different club down the road, so we get there, pay another $6 to get in and the place is filled with skanky women. FILLED!!! the boys walked in there and their mouths hit the floor and eyeballs fell out of their heads. us girls looked at each other and knew we couldn't compete with fishnet stockings/tops and garters... even with our booty dancing. so within 2 mins the boys had forgotten we were there and we left. it wasn't a hissy fit cos in all honesty we were getting attention from the guys that were used to the place already (fresh meat syndrome) but the music was shit and we couldn't afford the drinks.
so i get back to the hostel and realise i'm not tired, the girls went to bed and i was sittin on the lounge in the common room reading up on things to do in the area when this guy from Chile came and sat with me. in 2 seconds flat he was holding my hand... i was not flattered as i knew he must have lucked out with the rest of the girls in the hostel before he got to me. i've said, ok i'm going to bed now and left. so you go up the stairs to the women's dorm, through one door and there is a lounge with books, then through another door to the beds etc. i'm sitting on the lounge and he comes in!! i'm like, you can't be here. he sits down anyway and starts all over again. i said i'm really going to bed this time and went in the room, he leaves, i go to the bathroom and when i come out he is waiting there. i just ignore him and go to my bunk. a min later he sticks his head around the door while i've just pulled my jeans off. the bastard! i pull my jeans up and walk over to smack him one, he asks me if he left his hat, i say no, he tries to kiss me, i tell him to bugger off... he leaves. i spend the rest of the night watching the door. very annoying!!
posted by nat at 8:14 am
1 Comments:
he he he...thats ok babe, it was more like 3am, but who needs more than 2 hours sleep anyway?
will go home and watch Rocky immediately and imagine you running up the same steps!
booty dancing? sounds dangerous...
love sarah
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