August 4, 2012
So my grandparents took my parents and me on a cruise to Alaska this week. It is currently the end of Saturday, August 4, 2012, and I have been on this ship since noon(ish). It’s beyond amazing. It’s euphoric. Honestly, it still feels super unreal, like any second somebody’s gonna jump out and yell PSYCH!
Even though I know that nobody will because Hot Damn I’m On A Ship.
I have eaten so much already today that it’s absolutely ridiculous. We had lunch shortly after we boarded and I ate pizza and ice cream cones.
You read that correctly. Cones. I am officially a fatass. But do I care? Not a chance. It’s damn good ice cream!!
My parents and I (and eventually my grandparents as well) spent the afternoon exploring the vessel. There’s a fitness center and a spa and a beauty salon—at which I’m getting a pedicure tomorrow, actually =D—and a handful of pools and even more hot tubs and a nightclub (which is now open and probably deserves a visit, though I’m super tired and might not really feel like it much tonight) and hangout rooms for kids in different age groups—including an 18-20 club, though I couldn’t find it tonight when I went looking. Supposedly there was supposed to be a thing for us tonight, but the room I was informed to look in was occupied by karaoke? So I haven’t a clue.
Anyway.
Supper was fabulous and super swanky. I enjoyed it a LOT. Shell pasta with marinara and broccoli and olives and capers(!!!!!) and little strips of chicken, the last of which actually weren’t all that great and kind of detracted from the dish. But anyway. I also got a really lovely spinach and tortellini soup as an appetizer and I enjoyed that, too. And we got desserts. Of COURSE we got desserts! We shared a piece of flourless chocolate cake that was to die for and I ordered a warm passionfruit soufflé with a vanilla custard. That was marvelous as well.
The ship is moving at a really good clip. My dad figures about 40 knots, but that could be an overstatement. Or an understatement. I honestly have no idea how fast a knot is or even if I’m spelling it properly—that’s probably a misspelling—nor any concept of the average speed of a cruise ship. But we’re really goin. The wake created by the ship goes on for at least a mile—and that’s not an exaggeration, which I can say for certain because we followed out a different cruise ship which was leaving a pretty impressive trail.
My parents and I are in a mini suite, so they have a queen-sized bed and I’m on this pullout couch/bed thingy. It kind of sucks, but I’ve slept on worse. It’s okay. I won’t complain. I don’t think it would do any good anyway.
I want to be super-duper lame and just go to sleep. It’s 12.30 a.m. back home and I’ve been waking/getting up the same time as my parents, who have this really awful habit of getting up early, even when they go to sleep late. And it’s dumb because we’re on such a slow schedule. So consequently I’m really tired.
Not to mention the fact that I’ve been traipsing all over this FIFTEEN FLOOR cruise ship all day. Multiple flights of stairs and lots of direct sunlight—which, oddly, zaps a lot of your energy for some reason; I’ve yet to figure out how that makes sense but it’s true—so… I don’t think it’s that unreasonable that I would be tired. But that’s me.
This week is going to be really, really trying for me. I mean, it was bad enough when I couldn’t have my cell phone. Like, I was okay with that because supposedly I was supposed to have internet. I wasn’t going to use it a lot by any means; I mean, come on. There’s too much here to see and do. But still. SOME contact with the outside world would have been kinda nice. I have too many friends I try to keep up with.
Okay, so mostly these days I’ve really only been power-texting one the last several days. But still. I talk to a lot of people.
At least I can keep working on my novel at night and stuff. It’s coming along way too nicely to just… ditch for a week solid, you know? Exactly. Sooooooooo I’m working on it.
I just made a huge alteration in the plot, though, so right now I’m first-draft writing again… I don’t know how much of this I’ll end up keeping and what I’ll scrap. I feel like I might be spending too much time on trivial things.
On the other hand, character development is important.
It’s a really tough line for me.
The ship moving is starting to give me a headache. Maybe that’s sleep deprivation and dehydration. I’m going to say that that’s more likely because the ship’s been rocking and moving all freaking afternoon and it hasn’t been anything for me. I actually kind of like it. I’m just obnoxiously tired.
10.30 (local time) and I want to go to bed. Holy cats. This is so lame. Hahaha.
Maybe… just a nap… yeah… a nap… “13 hours later…” hahahahah.
August 5, 2012
The problem with being 2 hours behind my normal time zone is that my body is still used to it being 2 hours later than it is. And at 2 a.m. tonight, we’re moving back another hour. Uffdah.
So this morning, the first time I woke up, it was 5 a.m. local. I don’t know WHY I was up that damn early, but whatever. I went back to bed. The next time I woke up it was 7 (local) and my parents went to get coffee. I stayed in bed until 8 and then had to get up.
We’re out on the legit ocean now, and the day kinda sucks. It’s cold and windy and misty and the water’s a bit rough. So the boat’s been noticeably tippy and stuff.
I don’t get motion sickness or anything, but my head is still trying to figure out if it’s spinning. It isn’t, of course, but my body knows it’s moving and it’s screwing with my balance. I do have a slight headache, like a clamp on my temples, but it isn’t too bad. Realistically, knowing me, it could very easily be dehydration. It’s just not in my normal dehydration-headache location, which is a band across the bottom of the back of my head. So I dunno.
I went for breakfast with my grandparents; my parents caught up after a little bit. I tried egg Florentine today. I don’t know what it is exactly. It’s an egg cooked a certain way—it’s still super gooey inside and the yolk is def runny—atop an English muffin with what appeared to be Spinach as well. It wasn’t very warm, but I dunno what temp it’s supposed to be, either, hahahaha. Either way it was really good.
I bought a new perfume today: Acqua di Gioia by Giorgio Armani. Was relatively inexpensive. And I like it. My dad likes it too, but my mom doesn’t really. Whatever; I’m not trying to attract my mama. Haha. =P
It’s getting on toward noon now, I guess, though it’s felt like mid-afternoon for the past couple hours already. That’s in part because I’m used to getting up at like, 11 or 12 at home, though, so by the time I’ve been up this long half the day is gone.
And dammit, I like it that way! There’s too much day when you get up at 7. I don’t like it. I mean, I get up at 8 for work and stuff, but like, holy cats.
When did I start saying “holy cats”?? Probably yesterday. This weekend anyway. Ohhhhhhh boy.
Also, I had to rearrange the screens and icons on my galaxy player because I needed a time widget on the front window!! I can’t use my phone and I left my watch at home. Soooooo that leaves two options:
1. Buy a new watch.
2. Use the Galaxy Player.
Since all the watches on this boat are designer and therefore >$150, I’ll skip. Thanks anyway. Some of them are really beautiful, though. Still not buyin’.
I took a nap. Before noon. Do you know what that means? I WAS UP LONG ENOUGH TO HAVE TIME TO NAP BEFORE NOON. O_o
Aye carumba.
Alaskan 18—the weight one gains on the cruise to Alaska. Like the Freshman 15, but in a much shorter amount of time. Hahaha.
This is gonna be one long ass post by the time we’re done here. C’est la vie.
Btw… the pedicure was probably the most amazing thing ever. So relaxing. Foot/ankle/calf massage plus they use a cheese grater (no shit, that’s what it looks like) and take off a bunch of callus. Of course my feet are super ticklish—NOBODY REMEMBER THAT—so rubbing/scraping the dead skin off the bottoms of my feet was embarrassing. Hahaha. My muscles kept twitching and I had to force myself not to keep pulling away.
It just takes self-control. Honestly.
Story time. Right now.
So we’re standing in line for supper tonight, right? It’s a formal night, so everybody’s dressed up and whatnot. And this group with a guy in a wheelchair appears at the junction in the hallway. Now, obviously, they can’t just weave their way around to get to where they need to go, so when the line moved forward, I didn’t move our group so that they’d have room to go past.
The bastards took that as their cue to budge right in.
Like, seriously, I don’t care if you have somebody in a wheelchair, that doesn’t just give you the right to jump right in at the front. Seriously.
Anyway, so I turned around and looked at my mom incredulously, and she’d noticed, and she made a comment like “Well that wasn’t what we’d intended.”
About that time, the maître d’ of the other dining room brought us upstairs and sat us at a table there. I’m pretty sure he was standing behind the group that budged and saw it unfold, but I’m not saying that that’s why he invited us up. I’m just saying that such was the situation.
Supper was fabulous. Just for the record.
We saw an illusionist—apparently this is what we’re calling magicians now—in the theater. That was enjoyable. He was both cute and amusing. And his assistant was super pretty. Go figure. The arm candy was pretty. Lol.
I saw half of the married-couples somethingorother game show. One spouse leaves, the other answers questions; spouse 2 reenters and answers same questions. Answer match-ups yield points. Return process, switch spouses. It was amusing.
I sat in a hot tub and talked politics with a guy from Texas. Not exclusively, but nevertheless. And I swam some laps! Go fitness! My BMP followers will be proud of me.
Hopefully.
Though considering how I’ve been eating on this trip already? Maybe not. Lol.
P.S.—the waves crashing outside sound like somebody’s bass turned way up. I haven’t decided if that’s cool or otherwise.
August 6, 2012
Juneau excursion today!
Ship docked at 11.00 a.m. We went whale watching at like, 12.30. And for real, even though it was super cold, it was spectacular. They took us out into the Alaska Bay and we actually—I shit you not—got to watch the humpbacks do bubble-net feeding.
I would have to do some more research to give you better specifics about what that is, but here’s the general gist of things:
One humpback takes the lead of a pod and orchestrates things. The whales will dive down really deep and then swim in ascending circles, exhaling as they go up. The exhalations create this ring of bubbles that the fish within that circle get caught in and swim up to the surface. When the whales get close enough to the top, the lead humpback issues the “feed” command and they all go at it.
Our naturalist informed us that seven years ago, they were out on multiple tours every day and only saw bubble-netting twice the entire season. We literally watched this pod of humpbacks bubble-net feed SEVEN TIMES in a row. SEVEN.
There were approximately thirteen humpbacks in the pod we were observing. We had to move on after 30 minutes because there are laws set in place to protect the animals from feeling harassed that state that ships/boats/etc can only hang around a group for up to 30 minutes. Period.
I’m telling you, it was absolutely incredible. They dropped a microphone down into the water and we got to listen to the whales talking to each other and it was both eerie and beautiful and mesmerizing all at once. It was astounding. I get all worked up just thinking about it. Hahaha. Seriously, though, it was ridiculously amazing.
Also, for the record, the number of incredibly attractive boys leading tours and stuff up here is ridiculous. Our bus driver/tour guide was totally adorable and goofy. The naturalist was also really cute and goofy. I got a picture with him. ;P Actually, almost all of the boys working on the boat (whale watching boat) were really cute. ESPECIALLY the one offering coffee/hot chocolate. Ugh. I need to move to Alaska. Fo’ realz.
Ahem.
After the excursion, we did some shopping and stuff in town (Juneau). We didn’t buy a whole lot, but we did get a few things. Including a really comfy pair of jammie pants and an Alaska hoodie. (Well, I got those. My mom got stuff too. Haha)
OH! And my dad bought us jewelry. He can’t resist sparklies. =3 I love it. So now I have this beautiful London blue topaz ring and I absolutely love it. (It’s also really huge. Hahaha) My mom got a necklace/ring set of Northern Lights topaz and we bought a Christmas gift for a particular member of my family whom I won’t mention because I don’t know who reads this and it’s a gift! So there.
But it was also super-duper pretty. =]
I wasn’t feeling very well that night though so I went to bed early. Really early. Like, 10 p.m. early. Granted, that’s 1 a.m. Central, but still. We had to get up early for the next day’s excursions, though, so I’m glad I got the extra sleep. I missed my nap! Hahahaha.
August 7, 2012
Tuesday found us in Skagway, Alaska, a teeny tiny little hardly-anything of a town, population mid-900s. Legit—they have a three-digit population! It’s so little…
Anyway. We docked at like, 7 or something and we went on a rail summit up and around the mountains and passes and such. It was narrated, so we got to hear all kinds of history and interesting mumbo jumbo, most of which I no longer remember. =D Go me. It was early, leave me alone. Haha.
After the train ride ended—in Canada! I even had to show a customs officer my passport! Why is that exciting? Probs cause I’ve never used it. I dunno. It was just kinda fun. Hahaha—we had a “gourmet lunch” back in Skagway. It wasn’t very ‘gourmet.’ I won’t really complain because it was good, but I definitely wouldn’t call it gourmet.
For the record, our bus driver for this excursion was this old guy from Poland with the worst accent ever and he was this super obnoxious, ridiculously rambly old fart who REFUSED to shut up and seriously reminded me of somebody from home who shall remain nameless to prevent the hurting of feelings. Paranoid people beware. Hahaha. Honestly, though, it was BEYOND obnoxious. I was really glad when I realized I wasn’t the only one annoyed. Awful of me, but I don’t really care, so there.
Following that excursion, we actually got to do a glass blowing “experience.” Only five people got to blow glass, actually; the other nine signed up for the demo and tour, which also would have been cool, but was undoubtedly nowhere NEAR as cool as what I got to do. =D =D =D (Inside joke: **BEHOLD, I AM EXCITED.) We went to ‘Garden City Glassworks’, and a couple of guys assisted us in blowing our own glass ornaments/paperweights. We all made paperweights, actually. I was kind of surprised to see that nobody made an ornament.
It was so much fun. Honestly, I am immensely jealous of these guys’ jobs. Working with molten glass. So legit.
They’ll ship me my paperweight, so you don’t get to see it yet. Sorry. Actually… I don’t know how much of any of this you guys are going to get to see. I should probably open up a viewing page on a website for you, shouldn’t I? Probs. You aren’t all my friends on Facebook, after all, hahaha. I’ll see what I can do for you, alright? Alright. You’re welcome.
When we got done blowing glass, we had quite a bit of time left, so the guys made a bowl for us. The five of us picked out colors, and they just went at it. It was really, really cool and equally as interesting. And would take way, way too long to explain for this blog post. So I’m sorry, but I think I’ll have to deny you an explanation. At least for now. Perhaps later.
Man I can’t tell you ALL my good stories; what will I have for parties then?! Come on.
When they finished the bowl, they made a duck. A DUCK! With a top hat!!! Yes, honestly. Hahaha.
The two other women that were there with us ordered the duck that they made for us. We ordered the bowl. We also ordered me a duck just like the one that the other two women ordered. Initially we were going to get the duck because we thought that they’d said they wanted the bowl. But then everything got straightened out and whateverz so all’s well. We just special ordered another top-hatted duck. X3 so excited. Hahaha.
Post-glassblowing, we had tea! In their show garden! Well, in their tea house on the edge of their show garden, but still. They also gave us a plate with samples of a few different things, including a salmon quiche and a delectable scone of whose variety I can’t remember but wish I did. And then there were two desserts, one of which was a carrot cake, which was good but really sweet, and the other a something and begonia tart(?). Dessert of some sort anyway with flowers in it. And it was yummy! Go figure.
By the end of that, we were all pretty shot. It had been a really long day. Lol. All of us went to bed early.
**Inside joke explanation: I saw this picture online that was like someone screen-shotted a conversation between Thor and Iron Man. Thor texted in all caps and was ridiculous and Stark just didn’t give a fuck and it was super super funny. Anyway, Loki taught Thor how to do emoticons and so then Thor texts Tony: :) BEHOLD! I AM SMILING! I saw that when I was at work, and I literally sat at my desk and died laughing for like, a minute and a half. My God it was SO funny.
August 8, 2012
Thankfully, we were just on the boat today. We DID, however, tour through Glacier Bay, and that was really cool. The Great Pacific Glacier just looks like a great big pile of dirt. Seriously, it’s totally underwhelming. Kind of cool, though.
The Marjorie Glacier was beautiful though, and we watched it calve twice. For anybody who doesn’t know, when pieces break off of a glacier, they refer to it as “calving.” They were just small chunks, but nevertheless. It was cool. Also, glaciers ‘talk,’ so to speak. They crack and snap and rumble as they shift and move around. The Marjorie Glacier moves SEVEN FEET A DAY. However, it ‘calves’ often enough and is replenished from the top often enough that it doesn’t really move all that much. So! Fun stuff.
The weather today’s been kinda sucky. Though, go figure that it would be cold in Glacier Bay. Hahahaha. Whatevs. It’s fine.
My parents and I watched The Help over noon. It’s actually a really good, really moving movie. I should read the book but you and I both know I won’t get to it. At least not for quite a long time.
Can I reiterate how damn beautiful Emma Stone is without sounding like a lesbian? I’m getting really self-conscious about that whole thing.
August 9, 2012
Kay, so we went on this “Duck” tour this morning. We got on a “duck boat” which was… a… truck/boat thing? And we drove around Ketchikan for a bit with our super dorky (and only 67% good kind) tour guide and then we DROVE INTO the water, at which point our… “vehicle” became a “boat.” Thing. I don’t know. I was half-catatonic, honestly.
We were supposed to see wildlife on this tour. We saw some seagulls. Yeah. That’s it. Really. How exciting.
So the duck boat tour was kinda lame.
But then my grandma insisted that my dad go on a float plane fjord tour, so my parents and I did that. And THAT was really cool. There was another couple with us as well, and they had a 21 month old baby girl with them who was an absolute doll. And she flew marvelously. She watched for awhile and then resumed napping. Ahh babies. =3
Anyway. We flew around a couple of fjords and the mountains and island clusters around the island and stuff. Saw a bunch of waterfalls. All in all it was really awesome.
My stomach wasn’t too appreciative, though. I didn’t get sick, but my stomach was a little uneasy for awhile. Then again, I’m not sure if that was entirely from the plane, because we got back on our ship and I was reeeaaally hungry. So. Whatever I guess. Lol
I got my “I <3 Alaska” shirt. =D And a really cute sweatshirt and a waterproof jacket with soft plushy inside. And apparently it’s reversible? Though I’m not sure why you’d want the plushy side out… Whatever. Hahahaha.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand then we bought a new backpack each to bring home our new extra stuff. Hahaha. About how that goes. Anyway.
We ate lunch. My parents watched Tangled on their TV and I did some writing/etc and then we took a nap. It was a formal night, so we all got dressed up all nice and pretty and we actually went up to the Platinum Studio and a particularly attractive photographer from New Zealand took a bunch of pictures of us. Quite frankly, I’m amazed my dress fit as well as it did. I’m pretty positive I’ve gained weight on this cruise. Oops. =S
For the record, Ketchikan is an adorable little fishing town on an island. It’s not really that little either, with a population of 14,000. Which is… more than I expected. But like, their sports team for their high school has to take the ferry to compete anywhere. Legitimately.
No thanks.
After supper we went to “British Invasion” which was a production about popular British music in America over the years. Now, I like to think that I know a thing or two about music, but I had NO IDEA some of those bands were British. It was on the verge of embarrassing, actually. The production itself was really good, though. The lead female singer had one helluva voice. She sang Paint it Black (one of those songs I turned to my dad and said “This is British, too??”) and I was floored. Duly impressed, my friends. Yes, indeed.
I think VersaEmerge did a cover of Paint it Black on Punk Goes Classic Rock last year (2 years ago?), but I can’t remember specifically. It was a female-fronted band, though, and she did a really good job on it, too.
It could have been Automatic Loveletter, but I don’t really think so. I’m pretty certain it was VersaEmerge. I’ll have to check later. And so will you because I probs won’t say anything again. =P
August 10, 2012
Sooooooooooooooo there was an electrical fire on the ship today. Yeah, for real. In the laundry room, hahahaha. A dryer caught on fire apparently. It was kind of exciting. Everyone got real worked up about it. Hahaha. Well, the thing of course is that crew members get called to their stations and they’re required to bring their lifejackets with them. Which freaked people out. So then people are like, running to their rooms and getting their own life jackets and stuff, even though we, as passengers, weren’t told to go anywhere yet. My gramma freaked out hardcore, too; go figure. Hahaha. Love her to pieces, but man alive.
Today’s been pretty chill, otherwise. We picked out the photos we wanted this morning and my gramma ordered a bunch. (Which cost WAY more than it was worth, just for the record.) We packed our stuff back into our suitcases this afternoon and everything, which is kind of depressing because it’s like admitting that we know it’s all over. Hahahaha. Kidding, but seriously, this has probably been the best vacation I’ve ever taken.
We’re back in Pacific Time today, so we’re only 2 hours behind my home time zone. I think it’s GMT-8, because Chicago is GMT-6 and I’m in the same time zone as Chicago.
For some reason I always thought I was GMT-5… Weird.
Don’t ask me what GMT stands for. Because I honestly have no idea. I probably knew once upon a time but that time ain’t now.
The ship docked in Victoria, British Columbia, Canada at 6:30 p.m. We had to line up a shuttle to take us over to where our double-decker bus was for our City Highlights Tour because it’s a 30 minute walk and… yeah, no thanks. Hahaha.
Fun fact about Victoria: EMILY CAN DRINK HERE!! XD hahaha.
I mean uh. *ahem* The legal drinking age here is 19, so I can have alcohol if I want. Hahahaha.
We leave Victoria at midnight and arrive back in Seattle at 7 a.m. My group can’t leave the ship until 9:20, though, which is kiiiiiiiiiiind of annoying, since we have to be out of our room at 8 a.m. which means we have to go sit our asses down somewhere and wait our turn. No me gusta. A no todos.
That’s probably grammatically incorrect, but whatever.
Also, I feel like I should mention that the redraft of my novel has reached 90+ pages. =J Which is super neato. Lol.
Anyway. I suppose you’d like to hear about the “City Highlights” tour, eh? Weeeell alright.
I got PLASTERED!!
Just kidding.
I didn’t even drink a little. Not even one measly little drink.
My parents/grandparents would never allow that. Which is semi-unfortunate, actually. Though, admittedly, I’m not terribly certain I wish to be plastered around my parents. Apparently being asleep around them is embarrassing enough.
I talk in my sleep. My mom said she can ask me anything and I answer her. Now, whether or not I tell her the absolute truth while I’m sleeping remains to be seen. So far she hasn’t exploited that. Or at least she hasn’t admitted to it. I guess that sometimes, when they go to bed and I’m already asleep, I’ll like… contribute to their conversations. It’s not always relevant or even intelligible, but apparently I do it?
I shouldn’t have admitted that.
I also, apparently, snore (sometimes, whatever), flail about, kick, whimper, make all kinds of random, weirdass sounds and generally make a ruckus. This is tremendously embarrassing, you guys. I thought I’d grown out of this. Nobody is ever going to want to sleep with me! Hahahaha. And I mean sleep literally, thank you. I mean, I knew I was fidgety and that I moved around and stuff, but… damn. =/
I… probably shouldn’t have admitted that, either.
Oh well.
Anyway. Victoria. Right. Hahahaha. Before I got totally derailed there.
We rode around Victoria on a double decker bus. Our tremendously amusing tour guide told stories and made jokes and was generally enjoyable. So t’was fun.
We passed BUBBLE TEA SHOPS. DX I was super upset because I couldn’t go back and get one. I LOVE bubble teas. (It’s like an iced tea latte with humungous tapioca pearls in it. SO lovely.)
I bought a pair of boxer shorts that have big red maple leaves on them and say CanadaEh! I love them. And no, I won’t model them for you. I’m too fat for that. Straight up.
Exercise program will restart pretty soon here. I can’t guarantee immediately upon disembarkation, but uh… soon.
We watched a little band in one of the lounges, too. It was actually pretty funny too because the guitar player had the same hairstyle that I’ve been rocking lately. And he was super, super-duper cute. Like, absolutely adorable. AND he had a lovely singing voice, AND he had a sexy accent. I don’t know where he’s from because he didn’t have a nametag but holy cats. Hahaha. AND!! He waved at me when I left. Motioned to the hair and everything. It was fun. I enjoyed that. (=
August 11, 2012
So that’s it! It’s all over! The ship docked at 7 a.m.ish. We had to be out of our staterooms at 8 a.m.; we were by a quarter to. Which also meant we were done with coffee/breakfast by 8:10 a.m. and had to chill on the deck until 9:30 before we could meet in our designated location to “debark,” as my mother likes to put it. The dumbass driving the shuttle to the hotel packed too many people into the van—they seat 9 comfortably and he stuffed 11 people in; we didn’t tip him this time—and then we packed up our Excursion and left! Bye bye Seattle.
We ate lunch at a little place on the top of Snoqualme Pass. It was really, really good, and the service was excellent. Our waitress reminded me a lot of my elementary school secretary, who also happens to be the neighbor we asked to watch over the place while we were gone. Hahaha. =)
So far we’ve made it to Spokane. I didn’t remember that drive taking so long the first time. I mean it obviously did, but it just feels longer this time. Hahaha. 260(ish) miles. Ugh.
But we made it. And all is well. My dad’s cousin and her husband are making us supper I guess. We’ll spend the night here and prooooobably drive the rest of the way home tomorrow. I kind of hope so. We’ve already been gone a week and a half and I really need to reorganize and repack my college stuff and finish moving my shit back into my bedroom.
So that’s the story. Back to reality. I’m not positive I want to be here… hahaha. I’m kidding; it’s nice to be home and I’m ready to go to college. I miss the autonomy that living on my own provides me. I need out of the cage!
I’ll get back in touch at a later date. I hope all is well with y’all and that more than one of you are so jealous you could almost hate me. (= hahahaha just kidding. Mostly. ;P
Ta ta!
--Emily Renae
