Yes. I'm alive. And I haven't updated. Because I've spent my summer guiltlessly being lazy. But here ya go; an update! :3

Uh, too much happened... We went to Georgia which sucked. Both airplane trips there were pretty miserable considering I forgot my meds and had a mini panic attack on every plane ride. (FOUR!!! Can you believe that?! Two four hour flights and two half-hour flights in a rickety commuter plane with sudden drops second only to the friggen Tower of Terror!!) I'm gonna have to be whacked on the head with a heavy stick when we go to Europe. Sixteen hours in the air? I think I'm gonna puke. But anyway we got there and the house was bloody HUGE. The only thing I think is worth mentioning is the theatre room downstairs. If I lived in thath house, I'd never leave that room. I'm prepared to say the screen was about the size of a theatre screen at the cheap seats.

The whole thing's a blur. All I really remember about the trip is riding in a boat, (and promptly falling asleep in it at daybreak. C'mon you guys, boating from 10:00 to 6:00? Give it a REST!!), getting KFC for dinner one night, trying numerous times to talk to Squish and trying to get Conrad to shut up about "I MISS J00 COME BACK LOL :3" ever five seconds, getting cow slobber on me at the animal park, (Yes, as a future Animal Rehabilitist, I'm fine with animal slobber. Though I doubt much slobber is going to get in my face, I won't be working with cows, and I won't be in the rickety rental van from HELL, complete with flies on the floor, mysterious gunky substance on the window bars, no air condition, and nasty seats and floor. Can you imagine miss Lysol-freak in this bus? Feeding the animals was cool and all, but it would've been nice with maybe something other than livestock and ostriches threatning to peck your eyes out for food.), and then watching movies with my Cher-bear the last night. (By this time I was so done being flexible. I picked out MY favorite movies and asked her which ones she wanted to watch. She fell asleep by the Tigger Movie, which was nice because it's my favorite, and she wasn't talking during the whole thing.)

Sadly, I spent a LOT of the time competing for my own mother. (I can understand if the kid doesn't get a lot of attention, but for the love of god, she's MY MOM.) Mom was nice enough to help me look from my Over the Hedge pillowcase at the Wal-Mart we went to the first day (all out :( ) and bought me some dance pants for ballet. (Mom still doesn't like the idea of really short jean shorts over tights. She really should see Miss Vikkie or Anna dance sometime ;) )

Ooh, and I got stranded with Cher-bear and her father at the glof course. In a golf cart. At night. Cher-bear had to SCREAM to get him to put on the brakes when we were about to go over the edge and plummet to our possible deaths :3. I personaly thought it was cool. It was dark, there were lots of fireflies, and you could hear the frogs croaking. It was like real-life Pirates of the Carribean. Of course, her father had to throw a royal fit and bark orders at Cher-bear, so it kinda ruined the moment.

Mom decided next time that money is going towards a trip to Disneyland and I totally agree. (Remember that subliminal message post anyone?) I've become more of a babysitter for Cher-bear than a guest in that house which is driving me nuts, and I didn't have too much fun. (Really, I think I wanted to go because I wanted to go to Six Flags. (Which never ended up happening.) Me and mom'll just go to Magic Mountain instead.) And it was awesome to be home.

San Diego went a lot better. We had fun, Don was a perfect little gentleman the whole time, and we got to go to Sea World TWICE. AUGH!!! It ruled. Here's a fun story about that though... The second day, I'm walking out of the Dolphin show. These people behind me are splashing each other. I don't care. (Yes, they were specifically told to keep their nasty hands out of the Dolphin's water, but they don't care cause they're stupid like that.) Then, I get splashed, and I get splashed GOOD. I mean, this is like, COLD, maybe 30 degree water. Again, not too big a deal. It's Sea World and people WILL get wet, and i'm even wearing my bathing suit and a pair of shorts. However, instead of a sorry, I get a LAUGH. I've never bene more pissed. And when people are idiots, I enjoy helping them learn their lesson by embaressing them. So I started talking to mom nice and loud about it. Mom talked nice and loud right back.

I know it worked because they felt they had to defend themselves. And pathetically too. "Don't splash in the water!" she says in a mocking voice. Oh noes, mah feelings is hurt!!! D= She even went to go tell her lil friends about it because it was apparently the highlight of her day. I'm amused that a 17 year old animal-lover of my shy nature managed to get this older girl so frustrated she had to pretend she was on top. HOWEVER, none of it matter ten years from now when I'm IN that dolphin water performing, and she's in the stands watching alone because hey boyfriend dumped her two weeks okay. Booya.

I'm gonna have to take anger management before applying there. Many insults and threats to feed tourists to Shamu will fly when people will unavoidably being acting like morons.

So we got back a week ago and I begged dad to take me to Cars. (Daddy takes me to every Pixar movie; I think the only one we really missed was Monster's Inc. when I was visiting my sissy and she took me instead.) It kicked butt. Even Daddy loved it cause he was gushing to mom when we got out. What an OPENING too dude; I think the music contributed to it a lot. It opens with Sheryl Crow's "Real Gone" and it REALLY makes the opening sequence look that much cooler. I don't think it's worth buying the WHOLE soundtrack, cause all I'll listen to is Real Gone and Life is a Highway. (Both of which I bought last night and am listening to right now.) But seriously, if you haven't seen Cars, go see it. It's Pixar at it's friggen BEST.

-Chi <3