Updatin'
Spring Break Overview:
Arrive in Florida, all sick but Jeffery, at Best Western in officially the remote area of Florida. It was full of old people, depsite telling me it was near a beach and was full of kids. Drank and swam, good stories arose. Day 2, got mad burnt at a beach 15 minutes away and befriend Craig the cab driver. Craig is officially the first person to not lie to us in Florida.
Day three leave for Quatlity Inn actually on the beach. It rained, but felt a little better because the woman working at the hotel told us she had recently moved out of her parents place at the age of forty. COOL lady. Got drunk, went to a club, I boxed in an inflatable ring, lost, maggie got her boob bit by a man who wanted her to have his baby, Daniella almost killed him, Calen watched us all be idiots, had a great time. Day four, rained, got about 1 hour on the beach, read a book. Got drunk, went out, no one was around, I talked in my unconcious drunken sleep, everyone laughed. Day 5, rained. Decided to go to Saint Petersburg on the Jolly Trolley. Jolley Trolley, not so jolly. Listen to crackheads talk about their issues, got lied to again, saw it was sunny in saint pete, had a great sandwich, looked around awesome shops, started raining again. Got back on the jolly trolley towards Clearwater. Turns out, that bus was not going to our part, so he told us a bus was right behind that would take us there. After waiting 1 hour in the rain it came. Once again, lied to. Didn't drink, too tired, sick, annoyed at the rain. Day six, called Craig to take us to the airport, where we hung out from 12 noon to 6pm when the flight left. Thanks florida, for nothing. It was fun though. Learned about crackheads and strippers, what not to do when drunk, ect. We had a good time, despite all odds.
What else: Got NSP job, yay. Had a great lunch with the Braits and saw awesome cars in Boston, then came back to Umass. And thats where I am now. YEEEHAW.
Peace out boyzzzzz
Arrive in Florida, all sick but Jeffery, at Best Western in officially the remote area of Florida. It was full of old people, depsite telling me it was near a beach and was full of kids. Drank and swam, good stories arose. Day 2, got mad burnt at a beach 15 minutes away and befriend Craig the cab driver. Craig is officially the first person to not lie to us in Florida.
Day three leave for Quatlity Inn actually on the beach. It rained, but felt a little better because the woman working at the hotel told us she had recently moved out of her parents place at the age of forty. COOL lady. Got drunk, went to a club, I boxed in an inflatable ring, lost, maggie got her boob bit by a man who wanted her to have his baby, Daniella almost killed him, Calen watched us all be idiots, had a great time. Day four, rained, got about 1 hour on the beach, read a book. Got drunk, went out, no one was around, I talked in my unconcious drunken sleep, everyone laughed. Day 5, rained. Decided to go to Saint Petersburg on the Jolly Trolley. Jolley Trolley, not so jolly. Listen to crackheads talk about their issues, got lied to again, saw it was sunny in saint pete, had a great sandwich, looked around awesome shops, started raining again. Got back on the jolly trolley towards Clearwater. Turns out, that bus was not going to our part, so he told us a bus was right behind that would take us there. After waiting 1 hour in the rain it came. Once again, lied to. Didn't drink, too tired, sick, annoyed at the rain. Day six, called Craig to take us to the airport, where we hung out from 12 noon to 6pm when the flight left. Thanks florida, for nothing. It was fun though. Learned about crackheads and strippers, what not to do when drunk, ect. We had a good time, despite all odds.
What else: Got NSP job, yay. Had a great lunch with the Braits and saw awesome cars in Boston, then came back to Umass. And thats where I am now. YEEEHAW.
Peace out boyzzzzz