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Well I'm done with my wonderful, crazy adventure... it really feels good to be home though and finally feel like it's Christmas time.
I was supposed to go to Phoenix for a weekend but I wound up staying for almost a week. It was just too hard to go back home that soon. Then I went to Vegas, which wound up being what I expected, but also not. Sara and her family were so sweet and generous the whole time. I went to my first Vegas show, Zumanity- the erotic version of Cirque du Soleil. We visited the strip a lot, saw the amazingly designed hotels (equipped with malls and casinos), went to a couple of lounge-type clubs where we probably had more fun dancing in the bathrooms than we did watching old people grind on each other, then we made some poor bartender fall head over heels for the both of us, and I lost $20 playing Roulette.
Now....... I'm back to the reality of being back in Florida... and back to the regular annoyances of the everyday... but what really bugs me are the people who are supposed to be there for me.. everyone is all f*%#ing words and no action. With a couple of exceptions, I am just really disappointed in the lack of understanding from a lot of people who I thought I was close to and had support from. I feel like I have so much to say, and so much importance going on in my life... but as much as I want to, I can't share it all with them. It really saddens me. Plus the fact that I can't reach out to them, because they won't let me.
I was supposed to go to Phoenix for a weekend but I wound up staying for almost a week. It was just too hard to go back home that soon. Then I went to Vegas, which wound up being what I expected, but also not. Sara and her family were so sweet and generous the whole time. I went to my first Vegas show, Zumanity- the erotic version of Cirque du Soleil. We visited the strip a lot, saw the amazingly designed hotels (equipped with malls and casinos), went to a couple of lounge-type clubs where we probably had more fun dancing in the bathrooms than we did watching old people grind on each other, then we made some poor bartender fall head over heels for the both of us, and I lost $20 playing Roulette.
Now....... I'm back to the reality of being back in Florida... and back to the regular annoyances of the everyday... but what really bugs me are the people who are supposed to be there for me.. everyone is all f*%#ing words and no action. With a couple of exceptions, I am just really disappointed in the lack of understanding from a lot of people who I thought I was close to and had support from. I feel like I have so much to say, and so much importance going on in my life... but as much as I want to, I can't share it all with them. It really saddens me. Plus the fact that I can't reach out to them, because they won't let me.