It's past 12:00 am where I am which means it's officially tuesday, August 25th 2009, also known as the day before I will leave for Miami. I'll be spending the next ten days there, on a cruise or sightseeing/melting in the heat.
I'm cold right now. I've been having a headache since I rode a few roller coasters at this famous amusement park.
I don't really want to pack. I don't really want to go. I'd much rather stay at home, wasting my hours on the internet. Or reading my library books ( which are due during the time when I'm gone). Or training myself to sleep and wake earlier to get prepped for school (at least think about it). But, you know, going somewhere for vacation is something expected for the summer. Staying home and doing nothing is a default, but no one sees that during those magnificent hours I spend reading other people's stories, I'm more alive than I ever will feel, puking up my guts from seasickness.
Just, you know, something to think about.
