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SPAIN! HAZAAH! CAKEPLZ!! BOOBIES!! ELEVATOR ELEVATOR! FOUR OF A KIND. TAEYOUNG!

Just got back from Vegas, and I have to say, I really needed this trip. I needed the darkness, and the music for 12 hours on the road. I needed the time spent with family. I needed to feel that feeling that rekindled my soul. I needed that time to think things through. And holy shit! What have I been doing this past semester. I can't believe I lost focus on what's important. I was entranced by that feeling. I lost sight of what I do, and my goals. I became too dependent on other people. I'll push myself to the limits from now on, I'll do what my mind tells me to do and not my heart. I'll read, I'll exercise, I'll listen, I'll watch, I'll dream, I'll talk, I'll work, I'll organize, and I'll blog. I'll push myself into patience. I'll push myself in what I do good... working fast and efficiently. I need more experience to hone these skills, and that's what I'll push myself to do.

Okay, no more heart fulfilling Final Fantasy shit. LAS VEGAS.

Sunday morning, I lost patience with my mom again. She kept telling me to hurry up when I was pooing. I CAN'T HURRY UP POO. So I finished without finishing everything, and I still had to wait for my mom to finish packing! And then we get in the car, and my bro forgot to bring the backpack, so I had to go back in the house, got really mad, shut the door really hard and shit, dropped my DS on the concrete, picked it up, shut the house door really hard, and got the backpack, closed the door really hard, my bro asked me what's wrong, I told him YOU, he starts crying, my dad goes back to comfort him, my mom gets into an argument that ends with her telling me to kill myself. I break down and cry and blah blah blah. Good thing my dad is calm and shit and helped our family get through. We were supposed to leave the house at 3 am but ended up leaving 8 am. Oh well, if that was hard to read, no worries, it's not important, because it's resolved. Our inner individual problems are resolved too, so it's okay! We're fine.

We stopped by Jack in the Box around 12 pm, and wow, the cheeseburgers were only a dollar, which tasted like Jumbo Jacks! It was big and everything. We ate in the restaurant, took pictures, drank soda, it was good. I wish our Jack in the Box in Hercules had dollar Jumbo Jack burgers.

Arrived in Excalibur around 6pm I think, or was it 7... I forgot, there was an accident that left us on the same spot on the road for like an hour plus. Slept, watched School of Rock somehow while sleeping... and woke up to Krispy Kreme!

At around 11, we ate lunch at Pinoy Pinay. A Filipino restaurant. My mom, bro, and dad liked it I think, I didn't, it tastes like the food my mom cooks so I wasn't excited to eat any of it. And this is where I say WTF. Ronald, his gf Janice, Chris's gf Monica, Cheryl's bf Joel, Karen, and Karen's husband Jon, were not there! WHAT KIND OF CHRISTMAS IS THIS. And we were all over the place. Auntie Nancy was at Luxor, the Alivios were at Luxor, Daniel and his fiancee Dianne were at Mandalay Bay, the Caluyas were at Paris Paris, and Bryan and his bf Gordon were at some other far place too! WE WERE ALL SPREAD OUT JUST BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE GOT FREE ROOMS OR BETTER DEALS. Oh well, at least some people came. Bryan gave us all moving lighting up Santa hats, my mom says mine moves like an erecting penis. After that, went to other places, shopped for some Pandesal, visited my mom's auntie, bought a $200 Karaoke thingie.

At night, we saw two shows. Tournament of Kings, and Fantasy. Tournament of Kings was a dinner show at Excalibur, it was fun, but my stomach felt full. I didn't finish my dragon's blood which tasted like Spaghetti O's without the Spaghetti O's, or that small chicken. And Broccoli. I kept drinking soda though, I had like two glasses. The show itself was alright, our Spain lost though. He got knocked out in one hit. I would see the show again though, I like the atmosphere. But it was friggin $75 for these two tickets. After the show, we walked around. Excalibur has a Midway. I didn't know that... or I didn't remember that. Rating for Tournament of Kings: Yeay!

After this show, we walked around again. The guessing psychic Jester guessed Gordon's age to be 29, when he's 42. Then we walked walked walked, picture!, walked, walked... I went to see Daniel's and Dianne's room, and holy shit it was nice, they had their own jacuzzi, big windows for a big view, and a friggin living room. AND a four chair dining table. FOR ONLY 25 BUCKS.

Fantasy is an 18+ show in Luxor with women dancing topless. OH YEAH, I WAS JUST FOLLOWING MY COUSINS, I DID NOT WANT TO SEE THIS SHOW THOUGH JUST TO LET YOU KNOW. I thought lots of perverted weird looking guys would be watching, it turns out normal people were there! Old couples, young couples, just regular people, and girls. So after seeing them, I didn't feel so weird. It was me, my bro, Chris, Daniel, and Dianne that went to see this, while Bryan, Gordon and Auntie Nancy went to see the Thunder From Down Under which I think is the gay version of this. I think it looked weird to see girls showing off their boobs WITH their panties on. JUST TAKE OFF EVERYTHING. It was like they're men. The dancing wasn't all that great. We sat in the back unfortunately, and I wasn't wearing my glasses. But I STILL SAW IRL BOOBIES FOR THE FIRST TIME. I was scared at first, because I didn't know what my reaction would be, I have a really high sex drive so I thought I would be hyperventilating or shaking or whatever, but it turns out, I didn't. Although throughout the performance I was like stay cool stay cool to myself. Even porn's better and sometimes I don't even watch it for pleasure, I watch it to study the techniques and shit for when the time comes so I won't feel like a noob. Maybe its because I'm just not physically attracted to those types of girls, only one that I found attractive was Lindsay, because of her face and hair really complements each other... though her boobs were small, spread apart, and it went flat when she laid down compared to the others. I just wasn't turned on as much as I thought I should have been, though I did had a boner, which didn't hold out too long. The music during the show was good, I felt like swaying left and right to those heavy bass beats, but the audience was damn weak, they didn't do anything, it was like they're watching a regular Shakespeare play on stage. I wanted to clap, move my head, and shit, but whatevs. The comedian in the middle of the show was good too, forgot his name, but his comedy was more entertaining than the boobies. Overall rating for this show: ugh.

Then we went back to our rooms, Chris gave me his watch, then me and my bro played cards with Chris until like 3 am, and went to sleep.

Morning, we got ready, walked around, took off, got lost in the desert for a couple of hours, and finally arrived home at 1am.

Edit:  I like it when my heart and mind are working as one.