Spring Break

If anyone was offended by my previous post, I'm not really sorry. It seems from the comments that some people took that post more seriously than I had intended. It was meant to be purely in jest and I was not commenting on what those people are ACTUALLY like because I don't even know any of them. It is merely me judging the books by their covers. And no, nobody will end up on "the list" simply be being offended by "the list."

I got back to Boulder yesterday after being in San Diego for spring break. It was mostly a good trip. It was kind of like a blend of the other two times I went there for spring break in my freshman and sophomore years. It is like freshman year because instead of Taiwanese Andy coming with us, we had Taiwanese Kevin who was a lot more fun than Andy I think. And instead of Grant's girlfriend Shannon, we had Grant's girlfreind Jess. Also like freshman year, Jason's parents got us their beach house in Carlsbad which was fun. But unlike freshman year, we didn't go to Mexico, and Grant and Girlfriend didn't drive out with us and Jason did drive out with us this time. Also, unlike freshman year, we were all 21+ this time so we went to bars. One of the first nights we were there, Jason's parents took us to a country western bar where they had a dodgeball tournament that night. I hate dodgeball (and most other games that involve throwing or catching balls), but I agreed to be in a team with Casey and Jason and Kevin who, unlike me, enjoy throwing and catching balls. We played best two out of three with two teams. I was, naturally, the first one to get hit out of every game except for the second game of the first match where I was the last one out. After they blew the whistle calling the game over, I finally managed to catch a ball... with my face. Everyone in the bar let out a "Oooooh!" and it was reeeeeeaaally embarrassing. I think our team did the worst, but there were some teams that were very very serious about dodgeball and I'm glad we didn't have to play against any of them.

After spending the first couple days at Jason's awesome house, we drove to Carlsbad. Carlsbad is a pretty wealthy coastal town north-ish of San Diego. This town produced Shaun White, one of the best snowboarders in the world who won a gold medal in the Torino Olympics. I still don't really understand how a kid who grew up on the beach can become the best snowboarder in the world. I guess he skates and surfs though, so maybe that's why. Anyway, we stayed at a condo there that Jason's parents have a time share at. It was nice, except that Grant and Girlfriend Jess kind of wore out their invitation. While the rest of us firmed up our plans a month ago and told Jason that we would go with him to San Diego, Grant didn't. He just kept telling us that he was going to play it by ear and would probably go to LA for the week and maybe come down to San Diego for a day or two and hang out with us. Well, apparently after two days in LA he wasn't getting along very well with the girl that they were staying with and so they decided to come down and stay at the beach house for four days. There's a lot of background drama that I don't want to go into here, but basically it was a tactless and rude move on his part and so on the fourth day (thursday) we basically told them that they couldn't hang out with us after we left the beach house that morning. He was not happy and Jess was even less happy, but I don't feel sorry for either of them.

The ocean was cold, as it has always been when we go there for spring break. The water was around 56 degrees. In the past I remember it being cold to get into, but once you were in it was fine, but this year it was cold even after getting in. It was so cold that I couldn't really even hold my breath. I would go under for a wave and I immediately needed to go back up for air. I think it might be because the cold was making chest contract or something. I also got brain freeze from it. So I didn't spend much time in the water, but I always enjoy going to the beach even when the water's cold.

On thursday night, Jason's parents took us and some other people out to eat at a really nice restaurant in downtown San Diego and then after that we went with some other people to the bars down there. I was the Designated Driver, so I just followed everyone around trying to have a fun time anyway. It was pretty fun but because it was a weeknight there weren't many people out.

All of the inbetween time was filled up with watching movies, playing frisbee, spotting all the hot cars that are so ubiquitous there, eating delicious In-N-Out Burgers (after eating In-N-Out, all other fast food burgers just don't stack up), talking about girls, sleeping, and joking around. It was a good trip. A huge thanks goes to Jason's parents too who were, as in the past, entirely too generous and hostpitable. They put us up in their house, gave us food, gave us their timeshare on the beach, took us out to dinner, and even bought us drinks at some of the bars. We owe them big time, and I think they will be calling in that debt when they come out here in May to help Jason move back to San Diego. Anyway, back to school tomorrow so now it's homework time.