El Dorado "Where Dreams Are Made Of"

There is a reason the road to El Dorado hasn't been found. I went and looked for it at Morango indian casino, its not there. This was a venture I've been excited about for 2 months, I put money away for this event, I bought nice close to look good in, and I even managed to not tell my parents about it so they couldn't stop me from going. I went with 2 of my newest closest friends, Daniel Taghdiri and Alex Cedarholm. It was Alex's birthday last weekend, so his parents got him a room for us to gamble the night away. We all agreed this would be a fun time and they disagreed with me not finding the gold of el dorado. Dan and Alex did a lot of.....shit talking on the way up. Daniel thought I would lose everything and people would think I'm retarded for my outfit(nice white button down, gray tuxedo jacket, black bow tie, and blue volcom jeans) Alex just likes to comment on how I am homeless and shouldn't be spending "rent money" on something I'm bound to lose in. I don't know how long they will be my "newest closest friends". Nobody has faith in me on whatever I do, especially volleyball(I kick ass in volleyball).

The car ride was long because of traffic and Daniel getting frustrated with me, I did a lot of keeping quiet. After driving for 2 hours of tension in the car, we get there and it looks beautiful. If a building could be seductive it would be this building. The lights are flashing us, the tower is huge, and there great parking up top, if you know what I mean ;). On the lower level I think its funny they had V.I.P. parking for"tribal members only", I mean white people have so many benefits in life and these indian tribes think they put us down for walking 2 extra minutes? no. We park and walk inside and it is glorious. Daniel tells me to"stand by the mercedes" so they can go to check-out without me(its cheaper if they don't know I stayed with them). Keep in mind whatever I type about what I did people had no faith in me, they thought I'd be drowning all trip. I walk over to roulette and put 5 dollars in(its electronic) I win 10, I walk around some more. I notice Dan and Alex are looking for me like I'm their missing child since I'm not by the mercedes, but then they finally see me and I show them a thumbs up and they laugh at "how stupid I look". That is the face I saw all trip. They get the room and I throw 20 on blackjack and they are like shit thats expensive(its my second time there, I know, I'm badass). I win 50. We go to the room and they keep thinking its dumb luck. Whatever. Alex writes a note that says"Jacob will lose all his money by the morning" and posts it up on a wall, so we can all see it. We go back downstairs and I'm finally dressed in my winning attire. Alex and Dan decide to go to the buffet to get food, I am not hungry and play blackjack, they come back after 30 minutes and I am up 100.

I am usually a loud person when it comes down to winning and victory speeches, but when I'm winning with skill instead of luck I shutup real quick and pay attention. A casino isn't the best place to be a comic anyway, people don't usually laugh at"better not screw it up for us" when 100 dollars is on the line for them, especially when they better not screw it up when its the last of what they got. I'm hot all night, of course I lose hands, but I'm betting smart as in I don't throw my money on 1 bet, I take baby steps. Alex, Dan, and Daniel's brother Andrew(he showed up a little later) are amazed how I'm winning. I get so cocky I give probably in total of the whole night give 110 bucks in chips to them, Daniel alone loses 80 of it. Daniel for the one talking the most shit has lost everything by now, he attempts to win it all back on electronic roulette and loses it all on going back to blackjack. He's probably the dumbest friend ever. Alex and Andrew both won 100 on poker which means....they are now even. I max up on 400 bucks up, but lost some of it when my table closed(last time I went there was a table where I literally won all my money back). The group stops talking to me since I am so much better than them. I gamble most of it away until 5am then wakeup at 11am to make my 150 400 again. I was on the right road until Carl showed up. Ef this dealer, some dealers are super cool and help you out big time, some dealers are rude and don't give a shit for you, and some dealers are quiet, don't have an opinion, and watch you lose your money slowly. Meet Carl. I was back to 250. It was 12:30, Dan had work at 3. I thought my "friends" would pull me away, so we could go, but no. I had to give them one final memory. I. Lost. It. All. I get excited over winning, but I make a bigger scene when I lose. I started yelling, telling Carl that every card he flips over is"gay" and he"can go f himself". The security guard was right behind me, Daniel is crying of laughter, and my clothes are in Walmart plastic bags because I don't have a suite case . I legitimately looked like I was"a homeless person who was gambling rent money". I thought I found El Dorado, but I found myself instead being 80 dollars under. The one thing that kept me sain leaving was"I expected to spend 100 bucks here, so its like I'm walking away with 20", yup, thats what I said.

Quotes while walking out"You're so retarded"says Dan, "That sucks" says Andrew,"I wish we had that note that says you were going to lose it all in the morning still" says Alex.

The final score of the trip, Andrew: +100, Alex: even, Jacob:-80, Daniel:-200.

UPDATE: Due to Daniel feeling stupid he wants me to say he lost "only 100" dollars.