Hello lovelies. I couldn’t stand another minute away from you, so here I am. I’m sure you wish I had given you more time to miss me, but that’s too bad. I’ve been in PR for 5 days now, but it feels like much longer. Time seems to move in slow motion. The first day was tough because we missed a whole night’s sleep. (Seriously, how do people do that?) Our flight was at midnight, and we had to get to the airport no later than 10pm, so obviously, there was no time to sleep. We landed at 4:30am (Puerto Rico’s an hour ahead) and by the time we got home, there was no point trying to sleep. The sun was starting to come out and the frickin’ roosters were doing what roosters do. And that’s why people eat them.
Come afternoon, we both felt dead tired. While we were trying to nap, my boyfriend’s mom told him to come outside…something about some cows. There was a bull and two small cows that came from IDK where and belonged to IDK who. They had come loose apparently. My boyfriend had to chase the big one and tie it somewhere. I was a litle worried for his safety, but mostly I was like ZZZZZZ. Then there was a horse wandering around somewhere. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t supposed to be there either. This shit doesn’t happen in Jersey. We ended up going to bed at 5pm because we were like zombies. Didn’t wake up until 7:30am the next day. Okay, so we tossed and turned a lot, especially when a dog started barking like he was being tortured (loudly), and the roosters made a fuss (annoyingly). Plus, the bed really SUCKS, but all in all, we got to catch up on some much needed sleep.
I’m not 100% sure I’ll be able to hold out for a whole month. Puerto Rico’s lovely and all, and I love being with my family here, but life is so different. My boyfriend loves it here because he can be outside 24/7, hanging out with his family (who all live on this street) or working on his cars. He can’t sit still for more than 5 minutes inside the house. (No joke, he really CANNOT.) Me, I’m perfectly okay with being cooped up inside. But the roosters, oh dear God. What gives them the right to tell me when to wake up? Pretty much all the animals and insects irritate the shit out of me. It’s such an open space that everything sounds super loud. Sleep is precious because it’s so hard to get now.
Is this post sounding negative? My bad. So, I got internet, as you can tell since you’re reading this post. Problem is, I didn’t know how much data I should choose. I got 2GB for now but that’s probably WAY too little. It’s fine for my blog and checking e-mails, but I had forgotten that I was planning on watching some TV shows online. So far, I have no idea how to check my usage, but they said there were no overages, which is good. I’m excited to be able to read more blogs. Using my phone just wasn’t cutting it. I’ll sign off for now, and hopefully in my downtime, I’ll think of things to blog about. Without internet, I was feeling uninspired. Internet is like air. Don’t judge me. You know you feel the same way.