The only thing keeping them from strapping me to the roof from all the anger, snark, and generally derogatory comments coming from me was that I was the only one who remembered the way through the forest trail to my cousin Jack's house.
Needless to say, they're pretty pissed at me.
A week of traversing six states and hearing my family complain about anything and everything.
Kids kicking me and hitting me.
Got to hear what a piece of crap I am, at least seven times a day.
No DS or iPod or ANYTHING to keep me distracted.
Not to mention I was attacked by a squirrel. As hillarious as that sounds...It was painful.
Bored. Rotting in a hotel. xD
No clue when we're leaving, but thank god, we're FINALLY going home...
I hated this vacation. I still hate it. And I'll prolly tell my children how much I hated it. xD
But yeah. Happy I'll get to see me gurlfrand again.
Yourself?