Florida

Florida, Florida, Florida. What can we say about Florida.

Well, to sum it all up in one word: Hurricane. Haha. Not really though.

I saw the best profile ever, by my friend Monica:

And the next time Florida gets hit by a hurricane you can come crying to us if you want to, but you're the ones who built on a fucking swamp. "Let the Spanish keep it, it's a shithole," we said, but you had to have your fucking orange juice.

I mean, think about it. Who would want to live there? Yea they get nice warm weather and there's no snow to shovel, but what about those minor things called hurricanes? Is living in Florida really worth it? Is losing your life to the mobile home down the street really worth the warm, clear water and the sun that could burn your skin in 0.34 seconds? Come on now.

Don't get me wrong, vacationing there is far worth it. I would do it. But, off hurricane season of course...

Vacation

Vacation has finally arrived. I couldn't be happier.

Well, that's a lie. Friday sucked. One thing after another, they all happened with bad timing and we were all stuck at home wishing we could be hanging out.

I plan to spend my entire vacation doing my best to put some color on this body. I'm doing good so far, another couple of days and I'll have a decent tan. Today I almost burned, just on the brink. Some lotion, and a day or so and then I'll be back to the backyard for some more sun.

Yesterday I went to the mall with Shawna, and she did a lot of shopping. It was all good though. My subway craving was filled. We went back to Emily's house where Alex met us, and we played Dominos. I lost the first round horribly, and totally went out three out of the five rounds we got to play, and I still lost. That sucks.

But, I think I should have a dominos party. That would be fun.

Two-Faced Losers

If there is one thing in this world that I can't stand, that would be people who are two-faced. You know, the losers that say and do one thing around you, and then say and do other things around other people, contradicting what they told you, and so on? You get the picture.

Yes, I absolutely hate people like that. People who are nice, and act like my friend to my face, but when I'm not in front of them, they are bad mouthing me, being rude on blog comments, and acting like we're not friends.

LOSERS!

Losers' First Day

Yes, so this past few weeks have been, well eventful.

Started CAPT, which was, nothing short of awesome. Allow me to explain why: Mrs. Sharma got in trouble with the State Department of Education! AMEN! She didn't read the directions for her CAPT room. And then she's all like "Oh, yea, I have been doing CAPT for fifteen years." Well, then, Mrs. Sharma, you should be perfect at reading. Duh. Loser.

Other than CAPT, Mr. Reid is...well, someone who is not on my good side. I don't really like him. I don't know, it's sort of hard to explain why, I just have this...gut...feeling about something. He claims he's nice, but in reality, he's mean in his own, nice, sorta way. Whatever. Loser.

This is the last week of April before Vacation! Matt's mom will be out of the country, and Alex's parents will be out of state. Can you say Party?! Yea, well you're not invited. Loser.

I'm not really sure what, but my mom and I are sort of planning on a long weekend down in Virginia at the lake house, but it's not definite yet. Hopefully though. We got news that Tom Cruise bought a house on the lake, but we're just trying to figure out where on the lake. The Real Estate agent wouldn't tell us. Loser.

Oh well, if he's in the neighborhood he'll be invited to all of the gatherings we have while we're there. Ladies night for the mother, games for the men, and parties for all of the kids. Well that's a lie, my family is the only one that has kids on the lake. The rest are old people, and adults who come like once a year that are overpaid corporate executives. Losers.