Sunday, 08 June 2008

  • Welcome to not-so-fabulous Las Vegs

    Today was quite eventful. I woke up- after only four hours of sleep- and went to church with Arthur (my boyfriend) and well, church usually ends around 12:45, so my mom got all crazy-ballistic when we came back at 1:30. She was all 'Where have you two been?' like she thinks we've been making out somewhere- or worse. Come on, I do stupid thjings sometimes, but I'm not that stupid!

    Anyway, I had only a couple hours to pack for a three week trip to Vegas to see my dad. That was a mess in itself. I think I packed enough clothes to last three months rather than three weeks. Then we had to drive an hour and a half to Shreveport to get me to the airport on time (which we weren't anyway.) I got to the luggage check-in just as they were boarding my flight. So, I had to zoom through security- losing my JUST PAID FOR pepsi- stupid airline rules. I got there just in time for Priority Boarding (which is me). The stewardess was all uppity about me being late, but on four hours of sleep and even more hours of traveling, packing, and hassling security for taking my fricken caffiene, I was NOT in the mood.

    I got a window seat though, so it was all good. I sat by a nice little boy and his grandma. He let me play with his Gameboy Advance and I kicked his little kindergarten butt at MarioKart. XD The flight was okay, there were a lot of teenagers on the plane, which made me wonder if it was some twisted Senior trip (seriously, who sends a bunch of minors to Vegas for their Senior trip???) or if they were just really young looking 21 year olds. Doubt it.

    I was so happy when we landed though. Sitting in an uncomfortable seat for two and a half hours is no walk through the park. My legs hurt like heck. I had to call my mom immediately after I got off the plane just so she wouldn't go into hysterics. Daddy had fun carrying my luggage. It's three times as big as me. XD Poor Daddy.

    And now I'm here, in his not-so-cozy one bedroom apartment...and I get put on the couch. Thanks Daddy, love you too. He seriously needs to clean up the place. It looks like the Bachelor Pad from Hell. He uses his sink as a stand-in for a trash can. -___-; Seriously, Dad, trash cans don't cost THAT much.

    Hopefully something FUN will happen tomorrow. I'm so bored. And I've only been here a couple hours!

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