Well I've been back in NYC for a few days now, but am still yet to return to eastern time. The trip was amazing and exactly what I needed- well sort of. Here's the rundown:
Number of Navy fly boys around: 13
Number of drinks consumed over the week: lots and lots
Number of hours spent on the beach: 10+
Number of bars we got kicked out of: 1
Number of wineries visited in Temecula Valley: 4
Number of party buses that brokedown on the highway: 1
Number of dead mice scooped out of the pool and served on a plate to me with shredded cheese for breakfast: 1 (thank you Brandon and Runzel)
Number of casinos visited: 1
Number of lbs of chicken we bought and then never cooked and had to throw out: 10
Number of pictures I took: 83
Number showing me in a bathing suit and will therefore be deleted from existence: 4
Number of times I wanted to jump a flyboy but didn't because I was stupid enough to have a semi-date for that weekend: 483
Number of times I heard the guy I use to like/have sex with; have sex with someone else: 1 (cyanide tablet please?)
Yep, that about sums it up. It was an awesome crazy time, but also a trip of realizations. The LA guy that I liked so much- yeah, not so much anymore. I mean he's sweet and all, but I think the attraction is gone for me. Then again its got to be hard standing up next to some of these navy boys you know? Well my plan for the trip was sex and alcohol, yep I was doing it spring break style. At least I got the alcohol part done right. Crap. That's cool, I'll just have sex next year.
Oh, and just to share- here's my backhanded compliment of the day:
The scene: my class group is leaving school and talking about how everyone looks at the moment
outspoken girl of the group says: "well Laura, she always looks...."
Another girl: "like she just got off the beach" (yea, I'll take that)
back to outspoken girl: "...well she always looks so cute, her hair, her clothes- she looks like she just jumped out of GAP Kids"
Thats right people, not GAP- GAP Kids. And she actually thought that was a compliment.
Fuck you fat bitch.
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