life is good

 so hopefully this’ll be a quick post, because if i don’t fall asleep soon tomorrow’s gonna suck. but i have a feeling it’s gonna be a long night. actually that’s another thing i’m doing tomorrow, is seeing some sleep specialist.. which i’m kinda sketched out about. but anyway.

 i guess my detox ended officially about 5 seconds ago. i poured myself a glass of reisling. not b/c i want it, but in a last-ditch effort to make myself fall asleep.

sad? schwhatever. if it works i won’t be sad at all.

so my last night in haiti was intense. since no white tourists in their right minds go to haiti, it’s just haitian elite playing around. mildly sickening, but i’m not gonna lie. i had fun with them. first i made fun of them, but after they offered bottle after bottle of aged rum, i accepted them as decent people. our last night in Haiti was  spent away from the hospital, and included the King of Nepal’s nephew, Steve Green’s daughter, some ambassadors, and i don’t even know who else. i just know at one point i was in a pool with about 20 naked people, 6 or 7 of which were having sex, discussing my future plans in study abroad with a 30-year-old italian woman. (one of the 6 or 7).

i stayed sober for most of this fiasco, which may have been a mixed blessing.

“To be honest, I didn’t care for most of the crowd that night. They all seemed kind 
of plastic and superficial, even though it was kinda cool they were 
from all over the world.

nonetheless, I had a great  time, partly because it was kind of a surreal, once-in-a-lifetime,
situation, living the lifestyle of the rich and famous”..a lifestyle i would never. ever. want for myself.

you’d get bored with your fake friends, too much sex and too many drugs. not for me.

anyway.

alright so i’ve rambled all my thoughts into a journal and i’m set now. just need to figure out a way to beirut.

bonne nuit.