I'm SOOO glad to be home! I don't think I wanna go back to Cancun (which I discovered has a 'u' instead of 'oo'. Freaky.). Not only was my Christmas a total bust, but my New Years Trip too! This is what went wrong:

- I was conjested so my ears felt like the were bleeding when we landed. NEVER GO ON A TRIP WITH A COLD, PEOPLE! YOU WILL PAY!

- The medicine I took made me so sleepy, I missed going to that Mayan landmark in Cancun because they (which is our friends that went with us.) wanted me to 'get my rest.' and ' I wouldn't like it since it's outside.' Fuckers. I wanted to go!

-I couldn't drink their faucet water because they said it was filtered, when really it wasn't. they said if you drink it, you get Montazuma's revenge.(For you Tak fans, it's VERY similar to Lok's Ressurection's Revenge. X( Yucky.) I had to be careful when brushing my teeth. -_-; It was probably the reason I didn't see any drinking fountains.

- My dad kept mocking the Mexicans! It was SOO FUCKING ANNOYING! I kept telling him he was gonna get spit in his drink or something! He's lucky he didn't! Steryotypical bastard.

- My parents took me to a place called Senor Frogs which was basically a bar and wannabe-kid-friendy dump. The steak was great, but the waterslide dumping into the ocean was disturbing. O_O; Me and my brother wanted outta there, but it cost'd 35 dollers to go back to the hotel. That was even shit-ier. No, what WAS shit was they told my friend Bridget, it was her b-day, and she stupidly told those drunks it was her b-day, and they said '" Just think, little girl. You're a step closer to be able to drink!".......That...was so wrong. The band was cool, though. They were Jamaican, and they showed it. I should've asked for an autograph, but thier electric chair was blocking my way....That's right.

- The beach at the Moon Palace Hotel was filthy! Nothin' but sticks, rocky sand, and ants! They were doing construction on the damn thing! Fucking finish the project before you open, you retards! Or I'll fuckin' do it!

- Everyone kept askin' me to draw them a fuckin' picture or draw their faces. Here's a head's up: I. HATE. DRAWING. REALITY. Value does NOT like me. And that's the reason why I think I have a low grade in Fundamentals of Art. I'LL DRAW WHAT I WANT, BITCHES! DON'T FUCKING FORCE ME!

- My mom....wanted me to put moose in my hair. Has she lost her mind?! Ya see, she got curly extensions sewed in her head, and wanted me to put moose in my hair so i'd look like her. I said no because that has to be the worst: LOOKING EXACTLY like your parents. This one guy thought I was my mom as it is! He tugged my dress thinking I was my mom. Pervert.

- A good thing happened on New Years when a Elvis Imitation kissed my hand! MWEEEEE! He was a good imitation, too. Did the pelvic thrust and everything. X3 I should've gotten a photo.

- My dad told some guy my bra size. O_O; HE DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW THIS GUY! This guy was our driver and he was from Switzerland or some shit, too. He just wanted to make a conversation, but what he did was be a pervert. I WAS THERE TOO! How much you wanna bet he was drunk!? Goddamnit all to hell!

*tries to calm down and sips more water* *sigh* In essence, my end for 2006 sucked. And I hope this year will be better. And it will. I read that we might get robots this year, Tak is coming to Nick in the fall, and I'm getting another baby cousin. So, hooray. Cheer to me. and I need to get better at Photoshop....soon. I need more watchers, man.
Well,...bye bye. Good to be back.
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