In other news, a month ago I went to Boracay with my friends Erin and Rachael. BEST beach ever. It is so beautiful and so clean, the people were incredibly friendly and helpful... We did an intro to scuba diving class, went horse back riding, got completely sunburned, ate more good food than we could have thought possible, and were more relaxed than we have been since before we moved out here. And then we returned to Macoma.
Last night, my roommate and I hosted Mexican night. The first Mexican night a couple months ago was a huge success, so I decided it was time for another one. Mexican Night Parte Dos was an even bigger riproaring success. We will not be hosting any more parties any time soon. I cooked all evening and then decided to stay out of the kitchen for the rest of the night. Waking up to pure carnage this morning was tramautizing at best. It felt like something out of the Hangover. Margarita cups, broken glass, a broken rubbermaid bin that was being used as a cooler spilling water everywhere, bags of Doritos on every surface, six empty bottles of tequila on the counter, every lime in Macoma in our trashcan, and someone's prop airsoft gun on the floor. The luchador, the Indian princess, the fake mustaches, the ponchos, very very memorable. We've had some very positive feedback, however. Feeling good about that, but all the same, the next party will have to involve much less tequila. At some point a few guests decided it would be a brilliant idea to do tequila shots. I hope those people are still alive today because everyone knows tequila shots (much like the Russian bar) is NEVER a good idea. It made people CRAZY and I cannot handle drama any more. But Macoma definitely takes on a new meaning when you settle in for Mexican night here at 34A...
There are a couple of trips we have planned on the horizon. A friend and I are planning to go scuba diving in Thailand at the end of June and then the girls and I would like to go scuba diving in the Philippines in August. I am a very busy girl who lives for the next time I get on a plane to fly away from Macoma. Don't get me wrong, I love the money I make and my new chameleon and my apartment and my friends, but this place just has a knack for sucking the life out of us.
This week, we're taking some time away from the bars and booze in general. Every now and then, you need to take a detox and this week is it for us. I'm looking forward to not paying for alcohol for awhile and instead being a little healthier than I have been recently. So cheers to sobriety and cheers to no more tequila in my life.
