More of tonight's rainstorm...
The rain just keeps dumping on Ke'ehi Lagoon (where the Belafonte is.) Doesn't seem to want to let up! Gotta love the rainy season in HNL...
The rain just keeps dumping on Ke'ehi Lagoon (where the Belafonte is.) Doesn't seem to want to let up! Gotta love the rainy season in HNL...
For my first post on Posterous, I thought I'd send a quick shot of tonight's rain on board our boat — the Belafonte — from her berthing in Honolulu.
This one is from the North Sea, during the winter too. As you can see it's really huge waves. I guess that most people would become seasick there.
We didn't get the pleasure of the boat man's humour because we don't understand Japanese but we had a nice leisurely cruise through Matsue's waterways.
Our spy cam skills being honed, as you can see. Heh.I was on some sort of boat, with the ex-girlfriends of a French guy. For some reason my mother was there and I bemoaned the fact that there were no snacks on the boat. We stopped and got off at some bilingual port and I got mustard-flavoured ice cream, as well as amaretto. The mustard-flavoured ice cream was called 'Hope'. They also had ale-flavoured ice cream and it was called 'Snow White'.
Neither of the flavours I got tasted anything like what they were supposed to.
A young girl pointed at me and said I was Indian. I started cursing her in French and said that I was born in England and threw my headband at her. I chased her out of the kiosk.
We boarded the boat again. My father gave me a newspaper, in French. He wanted me to do work experience in some Contiki-like camp. I was annoyed, as that wasn't anything like the work I wanted to do.
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I'm at a library outside B53, my first high school classroom. We've got a list of what books I had to have read for this English exam. I found all the books in the library and they were all in French, meaning they'd take a little longer for me to read.
I saw my former best friend in primary school who snubbed me. I did not attempt to help her find the books.
Then there was a funeral procession through school. The coffins were all made of steel. I went to my locker and found lots of chocolate bars. Next to my locker there were some rotting loaves of bread.
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My workmate Dan was helping me fix my laptop. My partner was over at my house and I was going to get him to leave because my ex was supposed to visit me. I decided not to bother calling my ex as my mobile phone was dead.