I won Cruise Tickets! (psyche!)

Hey fever blisters,

Well, I have good news and bad news...

Good News: I thought I won two tickets for a cruise to the Bahamas last night!

Bad News: I was wrong with a capital -ONG.


Allow me to explain.

I had entered a raffle to win this pair of tickets for a Carnaval Cruise vacation. (Standard 4 day, 3 night package with no frills whatsoever.) I had FIVE chances to win. Mine, my Mom, My Dad, and two of our neighbors who said they would let me have their tickets if their name was pulled. With only 49 chances, and me having five of them, it was okay odds.

Well, one of my neighbor's tickets was pulled. My Dad called me to let me in on the good news. I was incredibly happy and almost spooged right there in my pants. I was already trying to figure out who I was gonna take and how drunk I was gonna get.

Today I find out that the neighbor who had verbally promised me the tickets decided to kick me in the proveribal nuts and claim the package. Needless to say, I was pissed the fuck off for a few minutes.

However, looking back on it, I probably wouldn't have ended up going anyways.


Allow me to explain.

1: No air-fare was provided. Seeing as how I'll be a broke college student and that flying nowadays is a pain in the ass, I probably would've just given the tickets to someone else anyways. Let them get poked, prodded, searched, de-flowered, and whatever else those airport security guys make you go through.

1.5: I would've needed to get a passport (I'm too lazy for that) or take my birth certificate with me. Fuck that very much. The way I tend to misplace important shit, that wouldn't have been a fun one to explain to the customs agent. "Oh, I really AM a citizen sir. I just misplaced my birth certificate." (Then I would've been beaten and given a full cavity search)

2: I had to take the trip by March. Plus pay for any additional fees that could happen to crop up. Fuck that very much. I don't do well with time restraints and extra costs on my invoice. "You can cram this trip up your butthole." (Then I would've been beaten and left naked in the country)

3: Picking someone to go with me would've been a nightmare. Not because so many people would've wanted to go (because I sorta had someone in mind anyways) but because you have to be at least 21 to go without being accompanied by a parent or gaurdian. Fuck that very much, I aint waiting for my companion to turn 21 just to go on a free trip. I'll get drunk in a sauna and PRETEND I'm in the Carribean. I may die... but it'd be free!


POA: 68% (At least I move back to Muncie next week. Yahoo!)
Previous POA: 75%


Honorable Mentions
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Ryne: I hope you're paying for my tacos.

Kelly: Seriously, I would've taken you... probably.

Me: I gotta stop getting my hopes up. It's embarassing in the long-run.


I've (not) got two tickets to paradise,

~Nate-O