Finally!

I'm not talking about finally finishing college, I'm talking about finally going out in San Jose. Yes, I have lived here for 3 months and have been out, including last night, a grand total of 1 time. A bunch of Veritas students went to this bar called Sultan. We all pooled together and got the VIP lounge. All you had to do to get it was spend 25,000 colones on drinks the whole night. There were like 25 of us and 25,000 colones is like $60. How hard. A bottle of beer was only $.90 there though. Nice. I'm going to miss that. So anyway, as I was lounging all VIP style I decided that it would be a buen idea to smoke a Cuban cigar, which I did. (Not the whole thing, obviously) That was pretty damn cool. Then it was hookah time. That's right, we passed the freakin' peace pipe. How hippie is that shit? It was apple flavored, which means that today everything tastes like apple flavored hookah, which strangely tastes like black licorice. Interesante. Then Megan decided that cigar and hookah weren't enough so she smoked some pot laced with something or other and proceeded to violently vomit while begging me to take her home. She was one messed up little chica. One of her biggest concerns was that she was going to crap herself and not even notice because everything already felt all warm and squishy. Oh dear. Glad I didn't try that shit. I had to say good-bye to everyone last night, I didn't enjoy that much. There are actually a lot of people that I really like. Now. It took me a while to find them. Now I have lots of reasons to travel the US though.
Now it's packing time. No problem, right? Yeah, big problem. I have about double the stuff I came down here with, no lie. I don't know exactly what I'm going to do with it all. But packing means that I'm leaving and will finally get to see all of you guys!! I can't wat. Two more weeks!!!!