39 days

What up world? It's about 95 degrees here at Base Camp Bravo.

The mood of this room has changed drastically since Hobbs went off on me and Kristina. Now Hobbs is like seemingly cracking down on any talking. Specifically talking to me. Which is fun as hell if you're me. I have waited 3 years for my simple liberties as a high school student and I have finally received them. All of freshman, sophy, and junior year I've been caged with my peers. Not allowed to do anything. No freedoms. But now as a senior. I run this mothafucker. Ok well with limitations. Like in Hobb's class, there's only one person with more authority than me-Hobbs. The rest of the kiddos can't do SHIT without getting in trouble. They can't listen to Owl City and write in a pointless blog. Even Zorno can't do that. But I can:)

Ok seriously why is it so hot in here? It's a dry heat. It's not like Miami where it's 95 degrees and humid like no other. Not It's like a Las Vegas heat. Where you can feel yourself sweating but there's no sweat on your arm. The problem is, Hobbs needs to open a window and air out his cribb. I mean we're running 63 degrees outside. We need to get some of that blissful air into this stuffy room.

I wanna talk about resort life. Well, before I talk about resort life, I must introduce a characteristic of life itself. How am I gonna explain this... Ok. So. There's different types of lifestyles. And no one seems to really understand this. If you work all summer as a lifeguard, and take a week long break every month for a vacation, that's a "lifestyle" (and it's a really kickass lifestyle at that). If you spend your summer swimming and diving in the morning, sleeping through noon, and chilling by evening, that too is a (rather shitty) lifestyle. The better the lifestyle, the more awesome your life is. But the thing about lifestyle, is that you get to choose it. You choose a party lifestyle, work-oriented lifestyle, a fuck-bitches-get-money lifestyle, etc.

So one of those lifestyles, pertains to any week long vacation at a resort. Preferably a beach resort. Life at these resorts goes by slower, less intense, more relaxing. It's less of a vacation, more of a lifestyle. You wake up refreshed and rejuvenated, to people splashing in the pool, the surf, and the vacation music played throughout the resort. Buffets are everywhere. Excuse me, breakfast buffets are everywhere. It's beautiful. Perhaps the greatest aspect of resort life, is the lack of things to plan. You are very much forced to relax. Cuz I mean, what else are you going to do? Chill in this pool for a little bit, now go chill in this pool for a little bit, no go chill in the ocean for a little bit. And there goes an hour. Grab a pool chair, lay out and pretend to read a magezine, even though you can't focus because of the relaxing music. Order a burger and a smoothy to your pool chair, become surprised that they delivered it quite promptly right to your pool chair. Another hour flies by. It's more of the same for the rest of the day.

Then dinner, and you change into your nice polo, nice boat shoes, nice slacks, and you go to dinner. Your restuarant better overlook the ocean, otherwise it shouldn't even be able to call itself a restauarant cuz we're in Florida and I BETTER be able to look at the ocean whilst I eat.

You know what sucks? That I just realized? There are no restaurants that overlook the ocean in the state of Kentucky. God I gotta get out of here.