::Back Home...FINALLY::
Las Vegas, whoop de friggin doo. Some people just aren't satisfied when things don't go their way, then they make the trip hell. I have to listen to bitching and complaining. I never tell them to shut up (out loud anyway). I just wanted to have a relaxing trip. Whatever, I went with the flow. I really don't like negative energy, and I was surrounded by it. *sigh* Well the upside is, I got some Christmas shopping done. I'm not finished, but I have a good start. I got to see my sunrise. It was magnificent. I was already in Vegas when I saw it, so I took a little trip off the strip so I could get a better view. The colors were...hmm. Well all I could say then was, "Wooooooooow!" All the colors were rich and vibrant. It was a good way to start the trip.
I slept until noon that first day (Wednesday), then went on my mission to get some shopping done. I went to the forum shops in Ceasar's Palace then strolled down to the Fashion Show Mall. I felt accomplished. Got back to the timeshare about 6:30 and waited for my parents and my younger siblings to get in. After that we headed to downtown to peep the Fremont Street Experience. Then shit hit the fan. It was not good. My older bro just started hating on the whole thing, calling it a waste of time. Blah, bitch, moan, whine. I don't know why he was complaining. He wasn't going to go on the trip, but my dad bribed him with $200 so he'd have some spending cash. My bro ended up leaving so he could do his own thing. I felt bad for my parents. They just wanted to do some family stuff together. Honestly, my older bro tries not to be apart of the family. He has a lot of resentment towards our parents, just can't let stuff go. After that little fiasco, I just wanted to go home. Eh, some of you know that. I never told my family because I didn't want them to feel any worse. I just sucked it up and stuck it out. Good thing I was there with my grandma. If not, I think my bro acting up might have gotten to me. My grandma looked upset too. *sigh* I hate seeing family look disappointed. I always hurt for them when that happens.
Thanksgiving day, that went ok only because me and my two brothers went off to do our own thing. After cooking in the timeshare and having our Thanksgiving lunch, we were out and about. My older brother dragged me and my younger brother to like 7 different casinos so he could collect for his shot glass collection. I bought my younger brother a pair of shoes at Niketown. I told him, "Happy Birthday/Merry Christmas!" That blew my budget for both occassions. He was happy though. We did more sightseeing. Got back in time for dinner, hung out with the fam, then I took a nap. My older bro and I left in the middle of the night and got in about 4:30 today. We have to get to work now. I know I'm going to need the holiday pay. So that about sums up my trip. All things considering, it was ok. Just that one part really got to me. But hey, shit happens. I'm home and I'm safe. I'll just be praying that the rest of my family gets back in on Sunday the same way.
Random Blurb: Siegfried and Roy still grace several billboards. I saw an old video in the Mirage when they both had the 80's rocker hair in like '95.
posted by Rochelle @ 1:35:00 PM
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