Vegas, Car Crashes, and DJ Gay.

Cheers, beers, and tears...
All of a sudden we've found ourselves being surrounded by the "enemy". Continually circling around us, we had no where to hide. What once was filled with high fives and fist bumps was now filled with glares and cold shoulders. It was on, and the enemy was ready... but really how could we call our friends that? Sitting next to each other the entire time and being taught traditions:  holding a finger up, learning to chant, "I believe, I believe, I believe we'll win", as well as the fight song "AZTECS FIGHT"... yeah- it might have not been the best decision to put four BYU "Jimmer" fans next to fifteen die-heart SDSU "Gay" fans!

This last weekend my family and I found ourselves within the mass blue and red sea of people as we all cheered on our favorite teams. As I've said before, I have never really been a basketball fan, but this weekend has been a different story. Basketball filled our entire time on our trip to Vegas and besides eating and doing a little shopping, it's all we did! Even though BYU didn't win the last game, they did an awesome job keeping us all entertained! Plus, it doesn't really matter because SDSU and BYU are both in the upcoming tournament! Woo hoo! However, that's not all that happened this weekend...

Even though I found myself being pushed left and right as each of us cheered the Cougs and Aztecs on, I was also pushed and shoved in two... yes two not one... car accidents. =[ My baby, my love, and a piece of me died right before boarding my plane to Vegas.

If you know me at all, you know that my car is far more than just my car. This piece of love has been in my life for the last 8 or so years and is a HUGE part of my past. Just thinking about it the other day, I don't have one good friend that doesn't have a picture in or beside that car. I don't have one friend that doesn't have a memory that happened in that car. Whether it was the fun times we had driving up to Tahoe, or the times we sang our hearts out, the high school trips and ditching free periods, the drives from Idaho to Salt Lake, or maybe even the romantic question of will you be mine? It doesn't matter because I expected that car to be in my life for longer than this... and yes, I understand that most would be ecstatic of the idea of getting a new car, but I would rather get a bike, or heck, I would rather walk. I'm naturally inclined to hate change, I don't want a new car... I don't want to say goodbye, but I guess a change might be good? Right? bleh...

However, the story doesn't stop there. While enjoying our selves in Vegas- we found ourselves sandwiched between two cars on the freeway leading out to Henderson. Again, all is okay and no one was hurt... besides my left shoulder that got a little more bruised, but it just confirmed my bike purchase even more. I'm cursed I tell ya, and I don't want to be behind the wheel or in the back seat of a car anymore! Bike fund, here we come! haha.

Other than that, this week consists of my spring break and I know exactly how I am going to celebrate- sleeping in, eating a lot of chocolate and ice cream, and watching movies! Watch out spring break, because here I come!

<3
Katy