moosehead

SUCKS.

enough'a that. went to germaine's luaua tonight w/ candace, kirsti and sai. kristi got two free tickets 'cause she works with a travel agency and candace got cheap tickets through a friend's sister. it's really touristy, pretty cheesy, but the best luau in the islands, perhaps. good food, too. and the drinks were decent as well, always a good thing. after that we went to this dive bar in kapolei where kristi's sis works, it was cool. played (sucked at) some pool. walkin' in to this piece of shit bar with three cute girls (kristi's also very cute) made the men there (pretty much most of the bar) very happy. they got so many sketchy looks it was hilarious. clean, though, they were at least cool about it. good night.

sai's leavin' tomorrow, so we're gonna try surfing one more time in some calmer water this time...although what this beach lacks in deadly waves it makes up in with deadly tourists littering the water like bubbles in my beer. each carrying a piece of shrapnel the length of a volkswagon. i'll try not to kill her on her last day.

after i drop her off at the airport me and cat are planning on going to dave & busters...this adult playground in ward. it's kind of an arcade with a bar...i think. i'm just going for the amusement and possibly something interesting to do....me and cat are really just interested in drinking. unless kristi's mom objects she and candace should come too after hula. in a quick moment alone with me candace asked, for the first time in a while, if we were cool...or fine. i forget which word she used. i didn't really answer her. alcohol definitely helps. although latent thoughts of her tripping and falling on matt's dick usually kills any type of comfort i feel around her :) like i said before, i don't restrict my thoughts. a plague, oftentimes, but i still think it's healthy.

OH, andi saw 'step into liquid', the new big surf documentary hitting the theaters. it got raves at sundance and it was the most AMAZING FUCKING MOVIE I'VE EVER SEEN, and will ever see for a long time. i don't expect other people (mainly non-surfers) to have the same response to it, but even then it is one amazing piece of film. nicely done, breathtaking, and beautiful. so beautiful that i felt myself welling up with tears from time to time. yeah i'm a pussy. but i'm a pussy in love with surfing; i'm hooked for life. of course i have to see this movie days before i leave the perfect waves of my home. FUCK. oh well, more incentive to do this whole education thing right and get my ass back home with some cash and experience under my belt. thinking back, the last time i cried was last christmas...on the airplane descending to honolulu international airport after 11 months straight away from home. i was at a window and although it was nighttime, i could see the city lights and make out the beaches i know and love. i cried quietly, i doubt anyone heard me. but i couldn't hold it in. i didn't really want to. i challenged myself, and i succeeded. you have no idea how much i missed home that winter....

well maybe you do, but i couldnt've fathomed it when i'd left hawaii the christmas before....

enough

sai passed out a while ago but i'm wide awake...weird.

i'll be back