Day 3: Dopey Day

I dont know why but every1 was so lifeless on the coach in the mornin. Maybe every1 was realy tired. I know i was. Gok was in our room until 2 ish when he snuck back 2 his room. Today we went 2 sevilla. According 2 our driver, this was the place famous 4 good lookin girls.I reckon he was right(u'll c y soon). We were meant 2 go 2 a gothic cathedral,but there was smk goin on in the church so they wouldnt let us in(there must be a God who likes us sumwher : D) From the gothic place we walked 2 the bullfighting ring. That was quite interesting, bcos we had a tour guide.On the way back 2 the coach we saw a few nice gals n one was sittin on the wall by our coach. So basically every1 took out ther cameras(flash on-2 make it obvious). Just as we began 2 move, everyone took a pic. The gals boyfriend dint seem 2 happy. He grabd his nuts (only god knows wt that means in spain) and got kinda slapped by his grinnin gal.In the evenin we carried on with our football tournament and after dinner yr 8z went 2 the arcade and we were stuck in the hotel. I learnt a new card game and jenga with serner n francis was jks.It was one of those things wher u jus had 2 b ther. What was really funny was gok calin romero a bitch and romero readin the time rong. After curfew the hotel was like totaly silent cos all us guys were watchin miss españa! I swear ther was a man entered. Was nasty. Anyway my hands killin more and i'm feelin dizzy frm lack of sleep (I get more sleep on gokz shoulder on the coach than in my hotel room. Peace.

written on 22nd march