out of here.
I just can't make that final decision.
I even told Féderico I wanted to leave and felt great about it! Then the very next day he's all being a sweetheart talking about my lovely smile and offering me all this extra responsibility if I stay. So I almost swung all the way back to wanting to stay. But then reality kicked in and I don't know.. I just want someone to make the decision for me I guess. I think I'm gonna leave though. I really do.
Other than that saturday nothing really happened. Sunday.. nothing really happened either I think. Bizarre.
So then monday, oh yeah, monday I was just working, normal night. Went back to my room to get something and big surprise, my room is full of people. Appearantely Delphine is hosting some sort of soirees at in our mini-room. People sitting on my bed, do not really enjoy that but fine.
Then I look over and who's sitting on my floor if it isn't the crazy, fucked up ex-girlfriend. I just got so fucking surprised/amazed that I left. Wish I hadn't though, wish I would've flipped out or told her to get the fuck out. I did flip out though, only like 5 minutes later down at the reception. And then again like an hour later when Matthieu unknowingly comes down. That was great though, I totally lashed out on him told him how fucking stupid he's acting and that there's no fucking way in hell that his freaked out girlfriend is ever ever ever allowed to come to MY room again. Felt sooo much better after that. : D He probably didn't though ; )
Theeen ... me & Kathy went to Yacht Club to pick up her wallet. We got soo amazingly lucky with hitchhiking, got a lift from Portuguese Boy just outside the hotel basically.
Ended up having a blast at Yacht Club actually, Monday Disco Night or whatever and there were actually people there. Had fun with Portuguese Boy, Peter Peter, Ira ( = D ), Vanja, Joc...
Then club closed and went with some of them to Peter Peter's beach house at.. no idea where at actually. Anse Gascon?? I'll probably never know.
These amazingly drugged out girls looking like 15 walked around naked and just to point out the excessive waste of money some ridiculously expensive bottles of champagne where sprayed out over the terrasse. Oh, and we got a ride there with Philippe (in his superawesome car, loving it!) but thank God Portguese Boy was there to drive us back home. Those people were just to fortunate for their own good.
So tuesday. That's when I told Féderico I wanted to leave so normally, as I'm getting used to by now, 5 minutes later everyone knew I was leaving. And not only that, appearantely I was leaving the very next day to do an internship in St Tropez. Funny how things turn out, huh?
After work just chilling, Cedric comes knocking on my door and we went down to the beach. He was actually all upset about me leaving which was kind of cute in some ways and kind of annoying in others. It was OK though, nice to just chill on the beach.
Yesterday.. oh yeah, Kathy of course lost her cellphone when we were out Monday so randomly yesterday Portuguese Boy walks into the reception with it. I bet she was just a tiny bit disappointed it wasn't Philippe who found it though ; )
Anyways Portuguese Boy then took me out for a drink at a bar in St Jean, supernice bar, can't remember the name of it but very nice, very chill, felt kind of caribbean actually. Not extraordinary flashy.
And now today, I am actually still at work. 32 minutes to go.
Brought my laptop in just to have something to do, not sure that that is allowed but I've seen others do it. Tomorrow and saturday are my days off! Yay for being off work. Not that much yay for not knowing what to do with my time. It's the weekend though.
Tonight, not too sure. Wanted maybe to go with Cedric to Casa Nikki. Sure that Portuguese Boy will call. Maybe I should do laundry. No clue.
Take Care.
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