We all had trouble waking up because getting to sleep before 2 A.M proves to be a challenge. All of our conversation is a blur – dirty jokes, funny stories, and ideas about the after life sort of mixed in layers like those bottles of colored sand.
We did eventually end up in a vertical position and once we did, the day spiraled out of control in a good way. Our challenge: jump into the water fountain at the mall and scrape out all of the change we can. Who ever summoned the greatest value was the winner. It was incredible. All clothed, I hopped over the first fountain, a moat-like body of chlorinated and coin infested water, and landed up on the ledge of the second fountain. We all made it up and sprinted/splashed/fell/groped for 92 seconds to pile dirty wish-tossed coins into bright yellow water bottles. Joy Ridin’ Julie spilled some blood and won the competition with over 16 dollars worth – apparently her strategy was to find the drain in the fountain where all of the coins collected. Brian came in second place with $11.85 and I had $11.50. The reward included a facial and dinner. Julie was fair in selecting someone to accompany her – she simply chose the second place winner. I was obviously jealous, but after we all went to the YMCA to shower, I drowned my sorrows in karaoke (scary-oke?).
The day passed fairly quickly. Small campers were amused by our sword fights and air-mattress slides. Cleaning the dorm is futile. It seems that ever time we do, someone has to lap someone else with a pillow. Instigators – all of them, I’m tellin’ ya.
[I had some special visitors… shout out to Lydia. And thanks to anyone else who wanted a photo opp wit me]
Julie made a robot costume out of a cardboard box. This may sound dull, but it provided us with quite an array of intriguing reactions from our on-lookers. As long as I keep on laughing in here, I’m good.
We investigated the anatomy of turkeys by utilizing visual aids constructed from Solo cups and coffee stirrers. (Not to mention some brilliant sound effects).
Laundry is on its way so maybe tomorrow I won’t smell (wishful thinking). Tomorrow is our immunity challenge and none of us can predict the foggiest of what it may hold in store. I feel secure as far as the voting is going to be, but tomorrow will prove a change in emotions and tone in the house. It will be interesting to see who wins immunity and what that entails everyone else’s reactions will be.
This is all a riddle.
Sincerely Flirtatious Tazwald
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7 comments:
Taz, I don't even know you and I'm hoping you win!
My lover Taz:
I'm forever listening to fly 92 just to listen to the last student standing parts. I don't usually listen to them because they play the same annoying songs on the radio over and over but it's totally worth it.
I wonder- are you getting stuck listing to the radio all the time? If you are- you poor thing.
Anyways.. I've voting people off for ya and hoping you go all the way. Cuz if you do you owe me a drink. :-P even if you don't you still owe me a drink.
Anyways, love ya- i'll come see you soon. I swear.
xoxo
<3 d
7-30-08
hey sweetie, i thank you for that shout out. it makes me feel special. i kno that u cant read these but Brian or adam has to go. brian is running this game and u need to stay on here and have a spot in the final 2. hopefully u r having fun and i will come back up to see u whenever i can.
i am still wishing upon the stars and praying for you every night. i want u to win this so bad.
my aunt lives near tampa and i am gonna try to get a better steadier job to help pay for a trip down there. i want to go 2 Disney so bad. and i will come and visit u and mel and we will hit up the beach, clubs, and have the time of our lives.
i cant way till i can talk to u again and have a convo that does not include a piece of glass between us. i have FAITH in you hunny. so stick with it and hang in there. i kno u can do it.
♥ALWAYZ;
Lydia
dear aak, better known as rachel's sick mother. HOW dare you go onto Taz's blog or anyone else for that matter and spread your venom. talking trash about other players in the game, its not only despicable, but also just mean hearted. This is a game, your daughter chose to play. She played her way and others played theres. i would be mortified if you were my mother saying all of this crap about players on all of the blogs. you really need a reality check. and maybe a check into a psycho ward. cause lady, you are off your rocker. all that crap about praying to the lord to keep jon safe, im surprised god hasnt tried to strike you yet for all the mean stuff you say about all the other kids. These are just kids having fun looking to win prizes and there is only one winner to win it all. they knew what they were getting into when they started. so let them have their fun, let them compete and STAY OUT OF IT! everyone is sick of your BullS***. if you need to talk crap, say it on your own daughters blog, though i doubt she'd like it either.
ps. the students cant even read the comments u leave them...so you doing this just makes you look awful/stupid/sick. (thats kinda the funny part)
Thank you, Horsinaround!
I was thinking much the same thing.
I would be mortified, if aak were my mother.
Rachael has shown more maturity than her own mother.
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