SPRING BREAK!
Wow, so this is gonna be a long most likely boring entry...BUT HERE IT GOES!
SATURDAY: wake up at 2:30 am and drive out to BWI (yes, I DROVE). Chillax in the airport for a bit, take a 4 hour flight to puerto rico. slept through the entire flight. Chill in san juan for an hour, 40 minute flight to Dominican Republic, i spent the whole time with my face pressed against the window. we get there...i step off the plane, and then....KABOOM! SUDDEN DOWNPOOR! it rained harder than i had ever seen it rain before. the raindrops were like THIS BIG .::holds out arms::. but then we're off to the resort!!! we have some kind of MANIACLE bus driver and i felt within a footstep of my life the entire bus ride. but then we arrive, my mom lies about my age so i was legal to drink, and we prance off to the hotel room. then it was evening, we walk from bar to bar and meet this super duper awesome kid named nick from Minoka Minnosota(pictures coming soon).
Sunday: wake up late, head out to the beach. i definetly could just spend the rest of my life on the beach. laying in the sun, playing in the water. so i beach bum it for the day, and start my drinking at about 10:00 am. Hang out with Nick on the beach at night, have him buy some ganja for outrageous price, and gravity bong the pool.
Monday:REPEAT!
Tuesday: Hang out on the beach, go parasailing, feel like im flying. Met up with some totally kick ass kids from Duluth Minnosota. The was 35 of them there in a group on their senior trip so we partied with them till 3 am.
Wednesday: Wow, another party. Met this COMPLETELY GORGEOUS guy named Taylor in the evening. we were both wicked twisted so it was so fun. Sad thing is, on the morrow i find out he's 22. The night ended badly though. I accidentally took an entire huge glass of Kamakazi (straight alcohol with blue corocao) and i layed on the ground and threw up for like an hour. Threw up eight times. so not fun. was hungover for so long the next day.
Thursday: Partied with the duluth gang, it was their last night. Nick got so smashed he couldnt stand up so i had to take him back to his room at like 1. sucks he waisted his last night. Then a whole shipload of Canadians showed up! I LOVE THE CANADIAN BOYS! they were so wicked cool! we hammered down so many tequila poppers, drank so much cerveza.
Friday: My last day on the beach! beach bummed it till noon, met up with Canada, hung out in the main lobby with my Miami Vice. Created a new drink called a Canadian vice (miami vice but instead of blue - white-red, it was red-white-red.) met TRIPLETS from new york! SUCH COOL KIDS! they were so fun. we hung out at the pool and beach, drank all day. said good bye to the Minnosocians and then went to dinner. dooteedoooooooooo, dinner dinner (food sucked). then it was time to start drinking for the evening. Tequila popper-cerveza-tequila popper-cerveza-to kill ya popper-cerveza. we got kicked out of one of the bars, so we switched, got kicked out their, switched. 6 bars on one resort! HEAVEN! headed in at about 3.
Saturday: the day i leave. woke up, not hungover at all .::HUGE SMILE::. went to eat breakfest. walked around the resort. Saw the triplets, woke up the canadians. then we left. i was super sad. we flew all day, got home at 11 at night.
wow, that was a fun break. i missed all my peoples like a mofo on shrooms.
*thats a dick punch*
*hammer down*
*GROW A DICK*
*TO-KILL-YA poppers*
*cocktail today*
*switch bars*
*"oooh! sex on the beach..."
"watch out...theres alot of security"*
*GANJAAAAAAAAAAAAA*
*do you wanna tokillya popper?...no?...do you wanna pop her?*
*miami...represent*
SATURDAY: wake up at 2:30 am and drive out to BWI (yes, I DROVE). Chillax in the airport for a bit, take a 4 hour flight to puerto rico. slept through the entire flight. Chill in san juan for an hour, 40 minute flight to Dominican Republic, i spent the whole time with my face pressed against the window. we get there...i step off the plane, and then....KABOOM! SUDDEN DOWNPOOR! it rained harder than i had ever seen it rain before. the raindrops were like THIS BIG .::holds out arms::. but then we're off to the resort!!! we have some kind of MANIACLE bus driver and i felt within a footstep of my life the entire bus ride. but then we arrive, my mom lies about my age so i was legal to drink, and we prance off to the hotel room. then it was evening, we walk from bar to bar and meet this super duper awesome kid named nick from Minoka Minnosota(pictures coming soon).
Sunday: wake up late, head out to the beach. i definetly could just spend the rest of my life on the beach. laying in the sun, playing in the water. so i beach bum it for the day, and start my drinking at about 10:00 am. Hang out with Nick on the beach at night, have him buy some ganja for outrageous price, and gravity bong the pool.
Monday:REPEAT!
Tuesday: Hang out on the beach, go parasailing, feel like im flying. Met up with some totally kick ass kids from Duluth Minnosota. The was 35 of them there in a group on their senior trip so we partied with them till 3 am.
Wednesday: Wow, another party. Met this COMPLETELY GORGEOUS guy named Taylor in the evening. we were both wicked twisted so it was so fun. Sad thing is, on the morrow i find out he's 22. The night ended badly though. I accidentally took an entire huge glass of Kamakazi (straight alcohol with blue corocao) and i layed on the ground and threw up for like an hour. Threw up eight times. so not fun. was hungover for so long the next day.
Thursday: Partied with the duluth gang, it was their last night. Nick got so smashed he couldnt stand up so i had to take him back to his room at like 1. sucks he waisted his last night. Then a whole shipload of Canadians showed up! I LOVE THE CANADIAN BOYS! they were so wicked cool! we hammered down so many tequila poppers, drank so much cerveza.
Friday: My last day on the beach! beach bummed it till noon, met up with Canada, hung out in the main lobby with my Miami Vice. Created a new drink called a Canadian vice (miami vice but instead of blue - white-red, it was red-white-red.) met TRIPLETS from new york! SUCH COOL KIDS! they were so fun. we hung out at the pool and beach, drank all day. said good bye to the Minnosocians and then went to dinner. dooteedoooooooooo, dinner dinner (food sucked). then it was time to start drinking for the evening. Tequila popper-cerveza-tequila popper-cerveza-to kill ya popper-cerveza. we got kicked out of one of the bars, so we switched, got kicked out their, switched. 6 bars on one resort! HEAVEN! headed in at about 3.
Saturday: the day i leave. woke up, not hungover at all .::HUGE SMILE::. went to eat breakfest. walked around the resort. Saw the triplets, woke up the canadians. then we left. i was super sad. we flew all day, got home at 11 at night.
wow, that was a fun break. i missed all my peoples like a mofo on shrooms.
*thats a dick punch*
*hammer down*
*GROW A DICK*
*TO-KILL-YA poppers*
*cocktail today*
*switch bars*
*"oooh! sex on the beach..."
"watch out...theres alot of security"*
*GANJAAAAAAAAAAAAA*
*do you wanna tokillya popper?...no?...do you wanna pop her?*
*miami...represent*