"Today was very tiring. We woke up at nine. I was dead tired, and it took us two hours to go. We got all of our left over food, and took it to Christian's family. Joe had gone over earlier to get some Coke. He got three bottles. We met his mom, Dad, brother, and dog. His mom is very pretty, she has long reddish hair, and a long face. She also says "yeh" every other word. They think I say "like" a lot. Yeah right. His dad, I didn't talk to really. His brother, now there's a hottie for you. He is very cute! And he is 14 like me! He was shy thought. I thought he was very cute. After that, we went to the library so Dad could check his mail. I wanted to check my mail, so I went inside with Dad, Katie played on the playground, and Joe and Mom went shopping. I actually got to check my mail! I wrote messages to everyone I could, and I found out I just might be able to call Shanna on her birthday! I hope I can. I think she'd like it if I did that. I'd like it too. There is something to look forward to, because on that day we only have three weeks till home! But I know I will enjoy London, Netherlands, and Scotland. The weeks seem to go by so slow here though. We have driven so much I don't even want to look at the car. We turn it in at Brussels so in London, and Scotland, we'll take the train and subways. Boring!"
DISCLAIMER: The next part of this journal entry made me laugh. Apparently I was throwing a verbal, written tantrum. I thought I would include this because I found it funny. Please don't anyone take offense... I think I secretly wanted someone to read what I was writing so we could talk about it but that was a stupid thing to wish for. So I kept rambling. Like I said, I think it's hilarious.
"Ok, at first this didn't really bother me, but now it's insane. I need more attention. Joe, and Katie get it all, and also, I'm sick of the way Katie is acting. She acts like she ALWAYS HAS to be with mom, she always gets her way, and I'm about to blow up. It also seems like Mom doesn't care. I've told her my problem before, but she doesn't seem to be doing anything about it. I am so mad. I can't stand it. If I'm going to be with them for the rest of the trip, they better wise up. I just feel like nobody cares about me right now. They all either care about Joe, or Katie. I feel like I want to scream right now, but I won't. Oh help me! I need help from someone soon, or I'm going to explode! Why can't anybody care about me? I need attention too!? I am all alone now, and nobody cares! No one! I'm just the middle girl that no one cares about. Does anyone love me? I'm starting to think no one does."
Ha! Like I said... teenage angst. I was probably menstrual too, by the sound of it. I do remember feeling this way at one point in the trip, but I completely overdid this entry. My family treated me just fine. I was throwing a tantrum.
I never said the word like while talking to Christian's family. Never ever.... that word was never part of my vocabulary. Especially when I was that age.
Now, Christian's brother was by far the most attractive person I met during our entire trip. I had little fantasies about becoming pen pals with him and having this romantic connection across the sea... but let's be honest. I never saw the kid again, and I haven't even thought about him until this very moment.
Subways and trains are not boring.Driving for hours and hours and hours in a car is boring. I loved riding the subways. I still do, acutally. I don't really know why. Maybe it's because I don't live in a place that has subways and trains... I'm not sure. I don't know what I was thinking. We rented a car in Paris when we first got there, and we drove it through Paris, Luxembourg, Germany, and Denmark. I was pretty sick of driving, but I think we all were. Thank goodness for Gameboys.
I also remember asking my mom if we were going to see fireworks that night. My mom gave me a weird look and said there weren't going to be any. I was so confused! Why in the world wouldn't they do fireworks on the Fourth of July? We were staying in a beautiful hotel with a lot of windows, I thought we'd have the perfect seat! "Sweetie, we aren't in America," my mom says.
"So?"
"Well, Independence Day is an AMERICAN holiday. They don't celebrate America's independence over here."
"...." Didn't I feel sheepish? Yes. Yes I did. I felt stupid.
So happy Fourth of July to all of you, I hope you enjoy your fireworks wherever you are, because here in Austin there's a burn ban and they cancelled all of the fireworks in the entire surrounding area.... hip hip hooray!
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