I formally declare this blog as an apology for my lack of commitment and follow-through with expounding upon the adventure both great and small in my life via the use of this blog.
However, I do not fail, because I am writing now, and I intend to make up for lost time. I will have to give very brief information on what has been happening in the life of Kiah for that past 3 months, but it will happen.
Spring break was fantastic. Samsy and I had a great time in Lake Havasu, Arizona. It was extremely hot and breezy, which was a nice change from the cold weather I had been experiencing in Ellensburg. I learned quickly that no one there has a problem with girls running around town in there bikinis and no more. On the beach, it was certainly spring break central.. we're talking boats, boats, and more boats boasting loud music and partying like the sun don't shine. Girls were wearing pasties, which was very much not to most of their benefits, and half the college students there were drunker than I'd ever seen anyone.
This scene was definitely something I was used to. Somehow when Samsy told me people would be partying I just expected something a little cleaner, and seeing all of this made me really anxious. But I put on my game face and tried to be brave, I didn't come all that way to be a party pooper, I just didn't think I wanted to be a party player.
And in addition to my partying anxieties, I felt like a freaking beached whale. 90% of the girls there were tan and gorgeous and skinny, and I was just stewing in my homemade blubber.. not to mention that Samsy is also one of those babes, so I was walking around being compared to 24/7. I know that sounds so bad, but I really felt that way. I'm in a committed relationship, so I have no qualms not being particularly noticed. But come on. It would have been nice to be admired or hit on at least once out of that whole week. And it never once happened. Which just plunged my ego down harder, and guy after guy would say something to Samsy. I mean, it's shallow and stupid, and I didn't really want to have to deal with some sleazeball, but like I said, it wasn't any good for how I feel about my image as it is.
But enough about my self-centered discrepancies. The trip was really fun. Samsy's grandma was an absolute sweetheart and she said I could come back anytime! I love grandparents. :) And Vegas was really flashy and cool. It definitely would have been more exciting if Samsy and I were 21, BUT for only being there 24 hours I really enjoyed myself. There was even this parade of like at least 60 or 70 motorcycles that all went down the strip, they were so loud but it was really cool to watch. It truly is a city that never sleeps, maybe next time I'll get to stay awake with it ;)
For now that shall have to be my speech on my spring break. I'll try to post some pictures soon. And then I'll talk about my European escapades to come!!! Get ready world!
Peace.
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