This Week In Carla:

(Inspired by the Daily Show's "This Week In God")


Sunday, July 3rd - I went to a beach in Gloucester, MA with a friend. I discovered that despite the fact that it had never happened in my life before, my skin can get sunburned. I didn't turn red, but my shoulders hurt whenever anything (including cotton) touched them. That evening I headed to the Adirondacks to spend the holiday with a friend and his parents. On the drive, my boyfriend and I broke up (for the first time in our nearly 2 year relationship) over the phone. My annoyance at this was heightened by the fact that the conversation was dragged out, because I barely had any service in the mountains. Ironically, once we actually arrived at the campsite, away from highways and telephone poles and surrounded by lakes and very tall trees, I attained two bars. The stars were really beautiful out there. You could even see the white dust/cloud (cosmic debris?) which the Milky Way was named for.

Monday, July 4th - Woke up. Called my boyfriend (well, ex-boyfriend) and asked if he was sure about the breakup thing. He said no. So, we agreed to talk about it more when I got back. Showered. Ate (Ham and French Toast). Moved everything to a different campsite. Drove to Lake Placid (the town). Ate at a place called Nicola's. The food wasn't very good. My friend attempted to order an alcoholic drink, but didn't have his fake I.D. (which says he 23 and from NJ) with him, so he got shut down. We went to a small beach by a lake. Everyone fell asleep on me, so I people watched. There were mostly people with small children there. There was this one couple of a white woman and a man that looked middle-eastern, their children were beautiful. There was also a black-white interracial couple, they had two beautiful girls also. Eventually, my friend and I went walking around downtown, windowshopping. At seven, we all went to see War of the Worlds (which I had already seen and which had been much more entertaining to watch in Boston, mostly because of the audience). After the movie, we sat on a hill and watched the fireworks. They were kind of crappy. Too many pauses and too quickly set off. The whole thing was like a mini-finale. The actual finale was not too great either. They set the fireworks off so quickly that all I saw were bright spots of light. Maybe they were good though and I was just in a bad mood, because I didn't have my boyfriend there to watch with me.

Tuesday, July 5th - Woke up. Spoke again briefly to my ex. He informed me that my bike was gone, yet the lock was still completely intact. I decided that someone vaporized it and moved on without stressing about it. Showered. Ate (ham, pancakes, and fruit). Went Kanoeing for the first time in my life. It was a little scary. The boat rocked a lot and I kept thinking that we were going to tip over. I had a life vest though and I can swim a little, so I wasn't too afraid. We stopped at a small island on the lake. We sat on some rocks and shot the breeze for about an hour while my friend and his parents had a few beers. It was good times. We headed back to our campsite when it began thundering. Shortly after we got back, the rain started. We went back to Lake Placid and did some shopping. My friend's parents insisted on buying me something, so I now have a Lake Placid/Adirondacks sweatshirt. Later that day, we went to "Tail O' the Pup," one of those restaurants that is probably best known for its huge portions of ribs. We sat outside at a picnic table under a large tent. Soon after we arrived, it started pouring. Seriously, I've never seen such a heavy downpour in all my life. The waitresses were drenched and they ended up having to put down a plank leading from the restaurant to outside, because a small river had formed in front of the entrance. My friend was very dissapointed, because he had wanted to go mini-golfing at Pirate's Cove after dinner. As it turned out, the rain stopped by the time we finished eating and we went and mini-golfed on a wet course. We didn't keep score, but I got most of my balls in on the second or third shot, so I'm proud of myself. There were also signs up around the course, which told a tale about blackbeard, so it was entertaining. After golf, we grabbed some ice cream, said our goodbies, and my friend and I headed out. We nearly died on the way back to his place in NY, because there was about an hour where it poured so hard that we couldnt see the road, which was flooded anyways. But, we made it.

The excitement pretty much ends there. The next day I took the Fung Wah back to Boston. My boyfriend and I decided to stay together for the time being (we are living together, we do love each other, we do love our relationship). What may happen in the future, I don't know, but I'll take that and run with it for now. Since Wednesday, I've just been doing what I always do: watching tv, reading, drawing, writing, surfing the web, and enjoying the fact that I have no obligations right now. So, yea... that's all folks. Stay tuned for a preview of next week's exciting edition of "This Week In Carla."