Holydays are better at home

I can totally relate to our teacher’s experience when it comes to going out, so I must admit I find hard to have fun when going out for long periods of time (or even just a night out)  with people I’m not used to spend time with.

I get very anxious in any situation I feel I might not be able to control.  Specially at night since my sleeping patterns are quite different from others.  Two years ago, some school classmates (so called friends, although we didn’t get along) invited me to Viña to stay in a beach house for about five days. 

WORST HOLYDAY EVER.

I was on vacation with “the plastic girls” from my class just to please my outgoing best friend; turned out terrible, since I suffered from a heavy insomnia at the time, for me to use a bathroom apart from the one in my house was a total nightmare and I couldn’t eat since everybody where “concern” about me being anorexic. I can’t eat outside unless I feel  comfortable enough to do it, how am I supposed to eat if everybody is looking at me and judging me?

As I’m supposed to write about a good time, I’m going to say the best holydays I’ve ever had took place last year, some week in july. It was winter break and I went to El Quisco with my boyfriend for about 2 nights and 3 days. I loooove the beach on winter, I would even pray for it to be rainy and cloudy, but it was sunny as hell.

El Quisco is not such a nice place to go, is rather flaite, and we couldn’t go out at night that much, but we stayed at the Colegio de Profesores complex, which is very nice and quiet. We were the only ones staying at the complex so we watched TV, got drunk and high and had lots of fun. In my best memories there is a picture of some french fries we had at night, apart from that, everything is pretty blurry in my mind, you might know why. 

And here is a beautiful picture of my pololo <3