The Spring Break from Hell and Heaven!!
Here is a pic of me and some dude i pulled off hte beach.. not too shabby heh?:)
Well... here starts the long story of our Spring Break of 96'. This all started with our brainy
idea of going to Pensacola, Florida. We being Tiffany (my sister), Lisa Akenbrand (her roommate)
, and me (Heidi). We all decided to go down and have some fun.... driving Tiff's car... well let
's just say we got off to a rocky start... Lisa and her parents were a little psycho... no
really!!! They were throwing a hissy fit about my sister's car, our plans, exactly where we are
going, her car insurance (she did have it), and so on... But finally we got on the road... even
though we ended up back in Normal within about 10 minutes... ok, ok... I admit I may have had
something to do with that... but after leaving late anyway, and leaving Normal for the second
time we finally were on our way. After realizing that Lisa was not about to drive very much
my sister became the designated driver, and I became the runner up... We finally made it down
there early Saturday morning... We found our cousin's house and really wanted to just fall
asleep.... but NOOOOOO!!! We ended up going to this neat house where we walked along
the beach and laughed at Kenny... Anyway, we were soooo tired that we just kinda sat like a
bunch of dweebs... so that night we get back to the house and decide that maybe we could try
to go to a club... so I call Erin and Jenny and we decide to go pick them up... But before
we go, Stan decides he's gonna give us a few lectures on what not to do... such as go home with
strange men... Well I know I was planning on doing that... whatever!!! Then of course we also
get the full lecture on going to New Orleans...and if we take one step out of the French Quarter
what will happen to us... now I know that these things can and do happen but the extent was
unbelievable... one inch, as we were told, was enough to get us taken, beaten, raped, and
brutally murdered, or maybe murdered then raped... or even end up in Mexico tied up to a
bed where we will then get beaten raped and murdered... of course not necessarily in that
order.... We then also hear about a story of people getting shot at gas stations... or at
least gettting held up.. as Michelle tells us that only happens once every ten years... We
then hear of one instance where Stan was in a gas station and there was a woman and a young
man together... that of course looked foreboding... that Stan pulled a gun on because he was
sure that they were going to shoot him... Well let's just say that we started getting a
little concerned right then... Well finally get away and get on the road to find Froggies...
We of course can't find the damn club..."Froggies" which we refer to now as "Fucking Froggies"
and by the way... it wasn't our fault that we didn't know how to get there.. and it was by
no means just one persons wonderful social abilities that got us there either... [this small
portion is for one person in particular] so don't even start... oh and by the way if you are
reading this .... my sister and I didn't appreciate your rude comments about Tiffany's
intelligence (she is much smarter than you seem to think) and my being a bitch.. well maybe
I am but I am not near as hypocritical as you...[the rest of you can read on now] Well we
finally got home (before our lovely curfew) to be sure that the lovely alarms didn't' go off
so that we weren't arrested.... The next day we made up a story so that we wouldn't have to
go to church with them ... and spent the whole day at a phone at a gas station calling the fam,
Roberto, and whoever.... we then also went to a couple gyms to get info and do aerobics...
we needed a stress reliever... We also went to a hotel to check out the weather channel..
considering it sucked... and was cold... we also got free cereal and fruit!! We decided we
were going to leave Pensacola and go to Panama City Beach where the fun would finally start...
Ok... so we had to spend one more night there, after spending the evening at a hotel where we
enjoyed the plush sofas, we came home to Kenny sleeping in our beds (or whatever they were...)
needless to say we weren't too thrilled... we then informed him that we were going to Panama
City the next day and that we were going to go to aerobics early cuz I had forgotton my wallet
and we wanted to get the hell out of there... so when we get up early in the morning the whole
fam is freaking cuz we said we were going ... we'll ignore the fact that they were whining cuz
we were using up all their hot water... now this is like 5:30 in the morning remember... at
this point all we wanted to do was leave!! So from there we pack up all of our stuff as
Michelle tells us to call her to let them know when we'll be back... hahahaha... yeah,
right... from there we got my wallet, did aerobics, and got the hell out of Pensacola!!
Panama City was calling us. The second we got there we knew how much better it was going to
be. The first night we got there we took a stroll along the beach, green water and white
beach.... Where of course we met men and considered going beer fishing:) man that was a
blast!! The next day we spent checking out PCB.. we found
and the beach... 
We decided to go to Club La Vela the next night so we spent that night at a
different club, but we were kinda tired (at least I was) so we ended up coming home at a
decent time... and to help that one along they clubs were major expensive.... So anyway
the next night we go to Club La Vela, man it was a blast!! The biggest nightclub in the
world... We loved the
Thunderdome.
If you look in the corner of the picture you'll see there is
some kind of cage like thing.. well that's where we were dancing, and boy that was fun!!
We then wandered around the place (it is big enough to get lost in....) and ended up at the
Underground.
Here we ended up on those platforms you see with men on in the picture... well we were on
those either dancing by ourselves, with a guy, or at times with two guys each :) Well,
when we were about to leave we found the awesomest room of all...
The Darkroom...
It is here
that they were playing awesome music... We had such a blast... The next day we spent at
Club La Vela again, but it was free so it wasn't so bad... I went parasailing and Tiff and
Lisa did the beach wandering thing... We missed seeing La Bouche perform, but that's okay.
We ended up calling Pensacola and told them that we had found friends at PCB so we were
officially free... After an awesome stay at PCB we had to go on to Daytona, for we were
getting close to broke and the scary place we were staying at didn't seem too promising
(the scary men who stayed across from us helped the decision a little). So we left PCB
at about 5 in the morning in search of Roberto and Daytona beach.
Daytona wasn't near as much fun as PCB, but it was still cool. We found the Colleseum and
Frank the Frappe man. We also met Wonderbread Boy... who also attended ISU... we even went to
his party after we came back... and yet again he wore the Wonderbread shirt (thus the name)...
Well this isn't finished yet... the saga will go on... but I have run out of time... so I will update this at a later date!!!
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