Saturday, June 27, 2009

My family is absolutly terrifying! They have such strange stories. They're awkward and drunk and frightening
Unca skip told him I thought he was dreamy.
I'm at the coolest wedding ever. It's really ghetto but that's what makes it so fun! I have a hot cousin who's here. I just met him for the first time.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

AGH BOREDOM!. I have to go to a wedding in Wisconisin this weekend. I'm not very excited. But whatever

Friday, June 19, 2009

Chatting with Heather and Mommy. :) Enjoying myself.

Friday, June 12, 2009

We're finally on our way home and I'm the happiest I've been in a while... Coincidence?

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Whoooo. Boat rides are fun. (: I was just on a boat ride with a man also known as Captain Kyle. (: He told us all interesting storiesabout Russians that eat billy goats and sharks. It was dad's birthday so we had to do wheatever he wanted. I'm not saying that's a bad thing. I really want him to be happy, and I had a good time too. After our boat ride we went to this cool restaurant where I ate...OYESTERS! It was gross. They were baked but it was still disgusting. There shrimp and crab legs were delicious. I also tried gumbo for the first time. That was amazing. Now we're going to the beach to roast marshmallows. Ew. I don't think I hate anything more then marshmallows...except maybe hot chocolate. Ugh alright well I'm going to gooooooo. Super Ivy away! *as she heroically flies off into the sunset.
Im currently on a boat and its quite enjoyable. Captain kyle is entertaining me with stories of russians and billy goats. :) Its super fun. :)

Monday, June 8, 2009

I WANT TO GO HOME!!
FLorida isn't so great right now. I just want to get the hell away from my family. They're driving me crazy. I really want to talk to people outside of my family right now but I'm not getting cell phone service inside th house and no one is on facebook. I just want to go home and it's only the third day. This is really bad. The drive home shouldn't be as bad as the drive here though. We'll all be excited to get home. Well at least I know I'll be excited. I think everyone Elsa will be sad. I just want to get home. To sleep in my own bed. To talk to sane people. To see my boyfriend. To actually be able to text people. I mean I really enjoy spending time with my family but it's just to much right now. The getting tan thing is pretty cool too. But I'm not getting very tan, that's okay thought because unlike most American teenage girls I actually don't mind being pale, I actually prefer it. I don't enjoy looking like everyone else, or getting skin cancer for that matter. Pale is way better then tan. Although I do get more freckles in the sun which I do love. They're like the only thing on my face I actually lile. (: So if me being in the sun getting tan means I get more freckles I don't really mind getting a tan. Ugh. My parents want to go to the beach tonight so we can make a fire thing and roast marshallows. Sounds super fun right. No. I hate marshmallows and right now I really don't like spending time with my family. I've done to much of it in the last 4 days. And I have 5 days left. Lets just hope I don't end up stabing myself with forks like I keep telling Jacob I'm going to do. And lets hope I get cell phone service soon so I can talk to him and he can keep me sane. Because my family is doing a pretty good job of making me crazy. If that wasn't already evident in the begining of my rant. Align Center

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Wow it's been a long time sice I've been on here. I'm currently sitting on Calvin and Elsa's bedroom floor in the rental house. I'm in Florida on vacation with my family. It's kind weird without Jake. Not saying I don't enjoy it, it's just different. I don't get much cell phone service, it kinda sucks. I actually have to go outside to the back deck and sit in the sun. It's not so fun but I get to text my boyfriend and get a tan at the same time. Which is alright with me. Okay well I think I'm going to talk to my dad and see if we can go to the bay so I can work on my tan some more. Imagine, ME. TAN! A foreign concept for everyone including myself. (: