Mi-ja-mi

What other way would a girl want to go out of the US than a trip to SoFla? Do you think I minded that it was only 65 degrees? Nope, not one bit. Did I still try to get a tan while shivering cold? Yup, you betcha! Miami holds a dear place in my heart and when I find my millionaire (or make it on my own, thanks to Susan B. Anthony) I will one day have a yacht that will stay in Miami. Why not a condo, you might ask? Well, you don't see a condo picking up and taking off for Belize when it wants to.

Besides being the place where my richest dreams run wild, it is also the place where good friends can come together. Imagine a week of being the only girl with four guys... Ya, it's not a pretty picture but it sure was fun as hell!! The best remark of all came from "Luch" aka "Pooh Bear." I had commented on how the place was less than clean and in the most innocent voice, Pooh Bear responded with, "Really? We cleaned it up yesterday because you were coming." Aww, when are men going to realize that as clean as they may think they are, they will always be disgusting and in need of a woman.

So after night after night of going out, VIP Mia style, it was time for some needed rest. Our final night was spent watching SportsCenter and the Colbert Report. I needed some good old American-on-American bashing before I hear what the world really thinks via BBC news; SportsCenter was a good choice as soon I will only be watching Futbol aaannddd Futbol... Not that I mind Futbol, not to be confused with Football, but a girl needs some variety, especially since the Chicago Bears have made a few good plays this off season. I've decided that I'm going to make some Republican, sport-enthused guy very happy one day (so long as he has blonde hair, blue eyes, and is over 6 feet, not that I'm picky).

The day I left was pleasant. I woke up early because I couldn't sleep, and got myself together, grabbed a 24 oz Corona to calm my nerves and blissfully waited for the boys to wake up. I was dropped off at the airport for my flight and took one last look at homeland soil. And if you're wondering, yes I cried, and it was my mothers fault. Can't win them all.