Hawaii day five: no bathing suits

Hawaii day five started really late. We both spent several hours in the living room working on our laptops. I did report cards and Ischia did BTSA. We had originally planned to work for an hour each morning, but lookie!! Five days in and we've only now gotten down to business. Ischia blames it on the exceptionally good weather, that we had to take advantage of it and therefor were forced to neglect our work. Like, we had no choice! The sun held us hostage! I say, shut up, we were relaxing.

We planned a midday walk along the beach path. It was pretty overcast all morning, perfect for a walk, but as soon as we left the house, the sun came out. It was freaking hot, I won't lie. And very humid. So basically you're wet whether you're in the water or not. Our walk was advantageous, regardless, because we saw a whale! Several blows out of the blow-hole and a few flips of the tail. We also saw a turtle! Swimming in the water! Ischia claims that it was the size of a car, but don't listen to her, it was as big as a hula hoop. Still cool.

And then we got to go to the mall and I bought my necklace and we got delicious ice cream in waffle cones. I got pina colada, obviously.

I had to work a little more and so I stayed home doing report cards while Ischia went shopping with Afaf. I actually finished the report cards AND I finished By the Banks of Plum Creek. Then we ate pasta dinner and watched Anderson Cooper 360, only it wasn't Anderson Cooper, it was some dude that had the same hair color.

HOURS LATER, Amanda came over in her slutty outfit and we got ready to go out. We drove by Ocean's, some new clubby place, but there was a line around the block so we left. Instead, we went to Mulligans, an Irish pub. There I got my toe stepped on (ouch!) and the nice man who did it payed for my drink.

Amanda slept over, but she slept in the downstairs office, the room in which the smoke alarm keeps beeping to remind us to change the batteries. It beeps every two minutes. It has beeped every two minutes for the past three days. We are not tall enough to change it. Instead, we just close the door and pretend we don't hear the incessant noise. That's where Amanda slept, the whore.