so while walking to work this morning, i have to pass by rasputin music and they have a whole bunch of new cd endorses hanging up there...like basically a blown up picture of their album cover. guess who's album i see hanging up there? friggin william hung's inspiration cd. oh man...what the has world come to.
but anyway...now the just a few words and phrases on memoirs of the awesome vegas trip:
delayed airplanes, extreme exhaustion, Lucky's Restaurant where we were dying of hunger, Statosphere cancer pool (aka deb turning really dark) haha no..the pool was awesome, extreme weather (105 degrees during the day, mid 90's at night...wtf???
death weather is what i call it), walking down the strip almost passing out from heat stroke...
... in hot pursuit of cheap blue man tickets that failed and we ended up purchasing them over the phone like what we should have done in the first place hahaha, annoying lil people on the street passing out those repulsive "young girls!" fliers and making those slapping noises, hMMmm $17 bellagio buffet for lunch and dinner (ahha we stayed from 3:45-6, eating), crab legs!!!, piles and piles of wonderous desserts, coffee that made me insanely hyper, "if you are going to order drinks, order it all together" *ahem ahem marilyn* hahaha, taking pictures and pictures and more pictures, blue man show!!!- marshmallows and toilet paper galore!!!, awesome music, scary blue men, oOOh some many stares from the male species, and oh how so many of these groups of men were celebrating in a "bachelor party" (for reals, all these groups of guys who came up to us like singled out a guy in their group and said it was his bachelor party..such BS! haha), angella's rear end grabbing too many black guys attention...oh wait...no, just guys attention in general! hahaha, a lot of turning heads on the casino and attention might i add, surely a lot of "god damn!'s", partying it up at rumjungle, me and ang almost getting into a fight with some dumb bitch (*remember: "whats the fucks your problem bitch????"
aaaaaaaaahahahahha) and calliea had to hold us back, hair pulling and alcohol spillage, hot go go dancers, meeting lots of smart guys at the club apparently and having the pimpette work it for drinks
or just working it in general
, day one of clubbing with heels= very, very, painful feet by the end of the night, everyone with a great buzz and partying it up like crazy til the end of the night...rather 4am in the morning hehehe, me with a really, really, fabulous buzz for the first time in a while, trying to speak korean to a korean taxi driver that drove us back home (trying really hard not to say that one word thats pretty vulgar in korean-you know what i'm talking about sarah
), soaking dead feet in the jaccuzzi in our king suite, all the girls prancing around in their underwear (and oh what a guy would give just to be in that room with us that night! hahaha), people tickling me and taking blackmail photos...
...starving ourselves and then eating one meal at a buffet where we stuff ourselves i've learned is no good hahaha, apparently we all wore the same thing that day when we went out shopping-everyone in a skirt and a tank top, dinner at eiffel tower restaurant (special guest appearance by alan!!!) where once again we wore practically the same thing-everyone was in a black dress. hahaha talk about variety, eh? haha we looked like the asian mafia! haha no. we looked awesome...just kinda weird to have everyone wearing all black, they had hella good service...loved it!, hahaha more "god damn!'s" and in a good way of course, ooOOooH limo!!!, cruised around and took pictures at hotels, CLUB RAIN! thank goodness for VIP tickets..waited only like about 15 minutes and thats only becuase the club was just still opening up when we arrived, too bad alan couldn't get in
, had the grandess time at club rain, awesome music and mood, hahaa, once again everyone's buzzed thanks to free drinks!!! whoo hoo!, sarah and her stilletos, hanging out poolside, sarah and her special moods, evian water!!!, calliea dancing like a stripper...then all of us dancing like strippers...hahaha, ang attracting more attention with that booty of hers, "we have gone over the edge...we have no edge...we have a high cliff...nooo...we are sphere, there are no edges!!!...volume is 4*pi*r^3...no its 4/3 *pi*r^3...and a sphere has high surface to volume ratio!", day 2 with heels = losing sensation in feet indefinately...
...dying of starvation again on sunday morning, waiting forever long for champaigne brunch inside the paris france hotel, more delayed flights resulted in 3.5 hours chillaxin at the las vegas airport, watching gymnastics on the airport t.v., contemplating paying .25 cents per minute to use the internet since i haven't been near a computer for nearly 4 days, sitting at the front of line B even though everyone else around us got up, sharing stories of how our parents say we came about (aka adopted, found in the dumpster, etc. etc.) and having people all around stare at us.
now with the feet issue: its so sad because i've only just gained some sensation back in my feet and its almost been a week too. its rather scary..never had my feet be this numb and in pain before..you could jab a sharp knife into my foot and i don't think i would have felt anything. but now..they only feel bloated. the numbness has abated but the pain still lingers. never wearing heels again...i put all blame on killa.
if i left any out, girls, lemme know! hahaha. definately a trip to remember: insane desert weather, one meal a day where we die almost twice, once due to starvation and the other due to stuffing the face, 6 hours of sleep, 8+ hours in heels, 5 hours of dancing a each night...ahhaah such memories!
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