Shaken not Stirred

... a week after the quake...
Better late then never I guess, I am a survivor of the quake in Hawaii.
There are actually T-shirts saying that. I guess they needed to get money off of something seeing as the whole days lack of electricity must have cost the state plenty. A lot of higher buildings also didnlt have any running water, like ours, because it gets pumped up, with need of electricity...
At the moment of the quake I woke up, facing the window in our 10 high apartment and saw the world sway. Interesting... after telling Amy, my roommate, who was sitting straight up in bed, that it was an eathquake, and after decding that if the building was gonna crash I wouldnlt have a chance at making it downstairs anyway I decided to go back to sleep. However I realised I was too excited and when my other two housemates came running through the door like the Conn Trapp children in the sound of music who were not scared of the thunder but merely checking up on us, I was rather awake and watched the people stream out of their buildings onto the streets while we were experiencing the aftershock. Most people were trying to use thier cellphiones at the time the elctricity gace out and most cellphines did too. I promise that people here hace no sense of humour when it comes to having no electricity. I'm sure that two more days of this an half Hawaii would have been dead. There was police everywhere and the big supermarket that did open again had police to escort you inside and the lines were endless!
NEway, I went to my faourite cafe cause I was dying in our building and got the last ice coffee (the ice was melting.. and after reading my book for two hourse they started handing out all their food as they were afraid it was going to go bad.. I was on a sugar high the rest of the day!
We did ghost stories untill we went to bed.. twas quite a good day :)

Music: Zombie, Cranberries
Quote: "Poetry is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake."
Lord Byron