well four days in.

today was a good day. yeah. last night was good too.
we went to "Sunday School" and honestly even if i tried to explain it to you, you wouldn't get it. but we ate at a little place outside, like it was just some tables set up and on one table she had all the food she had made before. it was good though. and what i am guessing was her son gave us our water. he was cute. so if you happened to live in Tobago and your mother ran a little food thing at Sunday School and you have a sister and you wore an orange shirt on January 16th then...heyyyy. And there was also a cute guy who was a tourist there but i don't think he even saw me. he had a younger sister. and he looked kind of like a younger version of Siva Kaneswaran. so if you look kind of like that dude and have a younger sister and went to Sunday School on January 16th in Tobago then...heyyy. is that creepy? probably but oh well.
and guess what? - I was interrupted here because I received an email from Josh, which I went to reply to, and I was distracted by tumblr and i had to transfer to my bedroom. now it's 10:56 so let me finish quickly so i can go to sleep. -
my father invited over our housekeeper and security's children for dinner on Sunday. our housekeeper's name is Marilyn, and our security's name is Ceon. I could be spelling those wrong. But apparently my dad invited them and their children over for dinner. And here comes the guess what part. They have a 16 year old son. :O but the sucky part is that he invited them over on Sunday, they day before we leave. so it's like nothing could even happen anyways. not that anything would. but maybe i could like go to school with them one day just to see what it is like. but can't sorry. or he would be like "you're really cool, want to hang out one day?" and i'll be like can't sorry, heading back to the snow. father, why can't you pick better days to have dinner with the 16 year old boy?
now i must go to sleep. good nightttt.