The RV trip day 1

So yesterday was the first day of my second month long RV trip. For my friend, Anna, who is coming along with us for 2 weeks, it is her first trip.
Unlike last time, our trip was pretty uneventful.
Unfortunately.
We took off at about 9 a.m. (with no stress or difficulties) (Last year my dad spent about 5 hours trying to find the right bike hitch. We left at 2 p.m.)
Being my dad, he just had to honk the really loud horn, resulting in waking up our neighbors and having them wave to us. (Embarrassing.)
My mom decided to drive our car separately... leaving my friend and I alone with my dad... causing me to be the navigator.
Well I'll just say that we drove, and drove, and drove.
The good thing is that we made it through all of the tole booths without any problems or accidents!
Since we are taking a two-day trip to get to Indigo Bluffs, we needed to find a camp for the night. We found one without any issues, but we did have some problems getting there.
You know how I said that my mom was taking a separate car? Yeah, well I had to give my dad the directions...
I inherited my moms sense of direction..
I got us about 30 minutes lost.
I am blaming it on the GPS.
In the end, we made it to the camp ground safe and sound.
I just hope it turns out that way for Sunday.

Highway to Hell. Part 2

June 12, 2012

I only have 4 more days until It happens.
4 more days until my parents go on a wonderful road trip.
4 more days until I am going to be dragged into that horrid thing they call iRV.
4 more days left of freedom and happiness.
4 more days until I am forced to go on vacation. No, it's not a vacation, it is more like the "vacation" that the family in the movie "RV" had.
4 more days of wasting time.
4 more days of my lovely home in Pennsylvania.
4 more days until we go to Michigan.
4 more days until we are gone for a month.
4 more days until I have to blog daily.
4 more days until the highway to Hell. Part 2.
Great.
So in 4 more days (Obviously) my family and I, along with my best friend Anna, are departing on a "wonderful" road trip.
If you read my previous entries from my first trip, then you would know that I suffered greatly... so now it's my parents turn to suffer. :)
Considering that I had a change of heart near the last days of the trip, you're probably thinking that it will be smooth sailing (driving) for us.
Wrong.
It feels like you're on an airplane with the worst turbulence you've ever imagined.
Have you ever tried walking during turbulence?
I ran into a cabinet.. and a door. (And a couple other things, but I am to ashamed to admit that.)
I'm sure that the vacation will go well.. but with my family, you never know.
So I'll talk to you in 4 days.
Please pray that I'll survive this time.
I hardly made it through the first time.. a second trip might be pushing my luck.

Who I am

Every year I look back on what I've accomplished and what I've learned. Who I've become friends with and who I've lost. I remember the mistakes I've made and the lessons I've learned, but most importantly the experiences that have shaped me into who I am today. I didn't plan for this to be a poem, but it started to rhyme, so I decided to take a chance. This is my first poem.... so it's going to be pretty rough.

Today I am a girl, just like everyday
With a steady gaze and hazel eyes,
With long brown hair that can shine like a ray,
Who is kinda tall, only 5'5"
Imperfect, but perfect in her own way.

A girl who wears mostly Abercrombie and Hollister,
Hoping her makeup is just right,
Who looks preppy and proper,
but only during the daylight.

A girl who goes natural in the security of her home,
Without makeup and perfect hair,
Who wears her favorite pair of sweats and turns off her phone,
Reading a book, not giving a care,
Content with the quietness of being alone.

A girl who gets scared by a freaky thought,
But watches countless crime shows at night,
Who learns from the lessons that mistakes have taught,
Who never goes down without a fight,
resulting in countless of scars from battles fought.

A girl who wants peace and hope,
Who wants to see smiles on everyones face,
Wanting to help everyone cope,
Who puts people first, not caring about their religion or race.

A girl who loves her friends,
Who has countless memories of their inside jokes and happiness,
Knowing that she will be with them til the end,
Who gives and has a shoulder to cry on in times of sadness,
And will always keep in touch. Read, reply, send.

A girl who has thoughts on everything,
Who has ADD and cannot keep her feet still,
Who squeezes her mouth shut, even though blurting out is tempting,
Who gives good advice, but never follows her own on free will.

A girl who dreams of showing who she really is to everyone in time,
Who wants to be seen, yet be hidden,
Who wants to be well known, but anonymous and clandestine,
Like a spy who wants to be free, but forbidden.

A girl who expresses herself though art,
Who finds music mystifying and beautiful,
Who is either just doodling or creating a master piece from her heart,
And who is always looking for something wonderful.