Truth about Vegas

Alrighty so im walking around a book store in Miami airport for some reason im drawn to any book with Bitch in the title! I buy $60 worth of books and Magazinnes, before i hear the boarding announcement for my flight, Vegas Bound!

I get to my seat and there is a white man sitting there looking at me like im crazy, I asked him if this was his seat, he said to me quite matter of factly; no my seat is by the exit row, but you can sit there so we may sit together, he said this pointing to the two other white people sitting beside him, i figured they must all be related since everytime i looked at each one I thought about dogs specifically a Dalmation. What could I have done demand that he get up from my seat, prove to the world once again that Jamaicans are intollerable and out of control. I smiled and smuggled my little self through the narrow isle to a seat that wasnt mine.

Here I am sitting ready for the plane to take off when a spanish couple get into a big argument with a flight attendant, so everyone who could see was staring, then security came on the plane, then more security, the flight attendant was removed and then we waited, then more security came the couple was escorted off, then we waited, then a new flight attendant was replaced for theold one, finnally the piece of tin was in the air.  Now American Airlines took my hard earned us$10 and gave me in return the toughest pieces of bread ever with some meat substitute and year old lettuce in it, I broke a dam bracket from my braces trying to disect the sorry excuse for a sandwich. I said fine you know what according to this intinerary i should be in vegas in two hours! HA! what was I thinking Vegas is four hours behind the flght was six hours long, the dude beside me fell alseep on my shoulder, when he woke up he had the nerve to say; Hey! followed by his morning breath. I wanted to scream.

I wake up the next morning and my cell phone provider is doing what they do best annoy me, mother nature won a free ticket to Vegas so here we are, period, cramps, mood swings and lots of alcohol for cheap. On my way to breakfast this morning I got attacked by about ten spanish people trying to sell my time share and tickets to the Chris Angel show!

Holly wood did it again sold us an illusion, fuck Vegas I wanna go home!!

xoxox Lauren Alexander, I have four more days here, lets see what happens!!

ps i wish I was going to Club Privilege tonight!!!!!!!!