The last three days have been one enormous blur. Had my 18th. It still hasn't really sunk in, I mean when I went out to Bolero with my mom and ordered a margarita, they didn't even ID me :P Unfortunately I was sick , and drinking the alcohol pretty much made me have an asthma attack.I actually didn't leave the house for 2 days because I was sick. I realized yesterday, that I really hate going to the doctor, because the longer I sit in the waiting room, the more I pretend there is nothing wrong with me and I start to think that whatever I came to the doctor for is stupid. Well, that ended up being an hour wait. Well yay I have strep throat! Oh well they gave me amoxicillin, I'll be done those in about 10 days.
Oh to make things worse, I have to perform tomorrow, my pieces are nowhere near ready, my throat is starting to hurt like a bitch! WOOHOO! Oh and I have to survive IB exams, this should be interesting.
On a lighter note, I think I will discuss the restaurant Bolero. Bolero is a Brazilian style steakhouse where Gaucho's come around with different grilled meats and such on giant swordlike skewers. When you want meat, you flip a little dowel thing up to green to indicate you want meat, flip it back the other way, it means stop, flip it on it's side, dessert time. There is also a hot and cold bar. This restaurant was an interesting experience in that the way they serve food is completely unique. The meat that they served ranged from lamb to fillet mignon and pork tenderloin. Cool place to eat. However their margaritas sucked because they were more liquid than anything else. Overall, nice place, fun eating experience.
Ahh studying IB exams, it's like hammering down a line of really shitty vodka, just keep on downing it, even though you know it's not going to get any better.
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And by the time you're done the line, you're wasted as f*** and completely outta your mind?
Sounds about right.
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