Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Boring repetition and I found the Journal

               Okay my life is getting exceedingly boring this summer my routine has become monotonous and bland and I wish I could do something about it but I can't because I have to do my stupid online courses so I can graduate next year, and even if I had no classes to make up I wouldn't know what to do with myself. On another note though, I did find my journal so I will type up a couple days of it at a time from what I remember because, as I have stated before, I don't like to write so the first few days aren't that descriptive.
               My mom is such a F***ing pessimist I hate her she always assumes the most negative things and because I have a couple of failed classes she randomly gets on my case and the says all these things I NOT going to get in life because I'm just going to be one of those idiots who flips burger and slings drinks. you know I just want to take every lighter and cigarette she has ever used and shove them down her throat. I wish she would just die I F***ing hate her so much. Sorry she just pisses me off so much anymore and its always the same thing. She gets set off by the smallest of things.
               Day one of my 19 day trip was spent basically just flying from here to and airport some where and then taking another plane to land in Edinburgh, Scotland. The flight was actually quite interesting. The first plane ride was rather dull and I didn't do much besides sleep and talk to my friend and one of our group leaders. We then sat in the airport for about 3 hours waiting for the next flight and we all had lunch. It fun to talk with everyone so we could all learn about each other. I don't remember all we talked about but I do remember about 7 of us were all sitting together eating different foods from all the different restaurants they had around. It was alot of fun. After getting on to the next plane that would take us to Edinburgh, Scotland, this plane was alot more fun. It had small screens on the Backs of every seat for people to choose from watching TV, listening to music, playing games and a couple other things. When you play games any of the games that had multi-player capabilities could be connected to anyone else on the plane who was playing that game. So most our delegation were playing games with each other which was alot of fun. When we were about half an hour away from the airport to land we all had to fill out these cards that stated who we were and where we were coming from, our purpose of travel, and length of stay. Now for reasons I cannot explain I messed up on the form and needed a new one about 4 times because I would either mess up my name, sadly, or I would mess up some other part of the form. 
               Once we got there, we basically were starting our tour and had to exchange some of our money to Euro's (oi-row-s) for our stay in Scotland and Ireland. We got on to our charter bus with our luggage and went off to our first location, which was basically just going as a group and learning about some of the history not far from our hotel. Those who had slept on the flight were smart because if we didn't sleep we were basically awake for about 30+ hours before we got to bed. The trip was alot of fun and it was nice to see the scenery and people and everything.
               We didn't do much else that take a bus ride while hearing about the culture of the country on our way to the hotel.
               I'll post the next day or two depending on how long it is tomorrow. I also noticed my mom yells into the phone when she talks and her voice is really grating when she is on the phone making it impossible for me to concentrate. Well until tomorrow.
               Today's tip is: Do your home work cause life sucks when you fail at school. And my second piece of advise is: take life in the fullest cause you never know when it might end, or when something might go wrong so you should make everything count and be happy with what comes your way.... unless its death of some sort cause that's not fun for anyone really. 

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