First post in MA.

So before I say anything, I jsut heard a cute/annoyed announcement on the boat. "Whoever has a silver Honda Accord with a Mass. plate, you have a very lonely dog. In fact, it's so lonely, it began honking the horn. Please come down and give it a hug or something to stop the honking. Thank you."

So yes, about this about. It was the boat/ferry I took with my family and the car from Wood's Hole in mainland MA to Marth's Vineyard, an island about 7-9 miles off the coast. I finally have excellent Wifi, and am extremely...satisfied for the next half hour or so.

I've been to Plymouth (yesterday) to go on a whale watching tour. The view was amazing. The further out we went, the bluer the sky and ocean was. My bratty sister was just complaining about her lack of reception. I just shrugged her off and enjoyed myself. Thank goodness too. We came about some whales. There was this one humpback which came right up to the boat. It was exciting. Everyone was snapping pictures of it, nonstop. It was such a show-offy whale but it was cute. Later on, we came upon more whales. We even came up to a mommy whale and a calf! The tour was about 4ish hours long.

We got back on land by 6PM and looked for a restaurant for dinner. Let me tell you this now: if you plan to come up further NE, you have to try the clam chowder. It's simply delicious. After our seaside restaurant experience, we headed to the hotel for check-in. That's pretty much the end of my first day.

I'd go on and on to finish up today, but my time is short. I'll be doing a lot of typing on the side, if I can, and post it up when I get home (with better Internet, maybe). I sort of miss NYC but the way my sister's acting like usch a brat makes me thankful for this trip. I'm really enjoying myself here with my family (mom and sis are exceptions, of course. dw, my dad and bro think so too) and can't wait until tomorrow. My dad's letting me sit up closer to him. That means I can get away from my sis in the backseat and (sort of) avoid my mom. She babys us so much, it's sickening at times. I'm 17, but to her, I'm still 10 (or younger).

Ooh, looks like we're about to land. I'll go out on deck and check. Oh, another plus away from the city: you can see stars here. When my dad and I looked up, out on the deck, it was beautiful. I would've taken a picture of it, but it wouldn't do the view justice, ya know? I really want to come to a place like this. One day, when I can drive, have my own car, and money, I'll plan something with a group of my friends. How's that sound, hmm?

Just lovely.

My parents' idea of discipline is...rather stupid.

You can probably infer that I went through some sort of punishment last night. I did. Well, in my parents' POV. Once again, my sister and I were locked out of the house in the wee hours of the night. This was my second time and Carol's fifth, if not sixth, time. The reason?

We were too loud.

My dad once told us, "Lights out and silence by 11." Okay. That was slightly understandable unless I had homework and whatnot. Last night, my sister and I were being a tad bit too loud for his taste. It was 10:55PM. He decided to go to bed early, so when he woke up to tell us to get our asses outside, he was obviously cranky.

So what did we do? We chilled and talked for about an hour. Then we had to surrender to our bladders. We both decided to stay over at our cousin's place (which, THANK GOD, was up the street) and just chill there. I didn't see us going back in any time in the near future 'cause both my parents went to bed. They left us outside wearing nothing but tank-ops and shorts. Oh, it was kinda chilly for a night in August. I'm somewhat amazed I didn't catch a cold.

We stayed at our cousin's for about 2 hours before my mom called. She was worried about us. When my cousin told me, I literally laughed out loud. If she was so worried about us, she would've let us in the second my dad fell asleep. My cousin asked me what was the point of my parents locking us out. I merely shrugged and she told me it was the stupidest punishment she's ever heard of. I second that.

Right now, it is a lovely Thursday evening. Both my parents are coming home late. How late? Sometime past 9PM, hopefully. After my dinner digests, I plan to shower and sleep before either one of them gets home. I'm not in the mood to face either one right now. My mom called over 10 times today. This afternoon. This is one of the main reasons why, when I stayed home, I told her I was out. If not, she'd be calling home every 20 minutes or so to annoy the shit out of whoever was home at the time.

And guess what she said over the phone? A long, repetitive lecture. And also, a list of chores to do. Chores, I'm fine with. Repeating yourself in every single call you make(which was a lot)? I would want to punch the poor unfortunate item closest to me. Which happened to be my desk. Let me tell you. It relieves the stress and anger momentarily (boy, does it feel good to let it out) but the stinging pain will be a bitch, depending on how hard you're punching.

Boy, you can tell I'm ranting. Look at how long this post is growing into. -__- And I wanted to make it short. Pfft. Oh, as you can see on the calendar: next Monday, I'm headed out to Massachusetts for my annual family vacation. That means a whole week with the family. Oh freaking joy. I can't wait. -dispose dripping sarcasm here-

Well, that wraps it up. I have my annual check-up tomorrow. It's early-ish in the morning, so I should go sleep. Before someone gets home. Good nights!

Edit: I started my Common App today. I registered for the SUNY website today too. I'm going to work on my Common App essay for Bing whenever I don't have internet. I wonder if I need a separate Common App essay for every school I'm applying to. Or if one would do for all? -shrug- I'll ask someone later on.

And I don't know

How I would ever go

All alone walking on my own.

Shot in the Dark; BTR

Another stay-at-home-day.

I need to get out. Right. Now. I've been feeling too lazy and unproductive. I need to work out. I need to just get out there. I should give Johanna a call and go handball somewhere. Hmm, Metrocards expire on Thursday. So no Metro on Friday ): !

Meh, I'll live.

I don't know what spurred this, but at the moment, I'm liking the BTR songs. They're catchy and the lyrics aren't terrible. Maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm having a phase...oh well. I like. (:

Oh! I made spaghetti and meatballs today and I'm extremely full. I had an early dinner though, so it should digest soon...very soon... Maybe I should go biking tomorrow morning. Or most of the day, or all day. Lawls. I'll see. Oh, by the way, I'm thinking about reusing some of these lyrics in the future. Far future, don't worry. (:

Gotta keep on believing

That everything takes time.

I'll make up any reason

To make you mine.

Any Kind of Guy; BTR

Can't hang on weekends? Yea, right.

So yesterday was Saturday. Carmen and Sam came over to chill. The original plan was to go to Carmen's place-no, bike to Carmen's place- and chill there. But as always, things never go according to plan. I had to babysit 'cause my sister wouldn't let me go out. She was allowed to go out and pick up her friend but that meant I was stuck at home? No, gtfo.

So because I couldn't leave my house, I had them come over. I set up the MJ table, brought drinks in, set up the stuff I was going to use for the fried rice, and waited. Sam called and I went out to the station to go pick him up. We would've waited for Carmen, but he had to pee. Badly. I thought he learned his lesson from Max and Ron the other day. Apparently not.

We waited for Carmen to arrive. It didn't take long. I was working on her card when she just popped in my room. She rang the doorbell...downstairs. My grandma opened the door for her. I told her to call me when she got here. -sigh- Carmen. She wasn't hungry yet and neither was I, so we started MJ. Later on, we took a break, I made some fried rice (heh, it was good, but not salty enough. Maybe I should've added salt. D: ) and Erin, Carmen's cousin, came over. We MJed more and before we knew it, it was time to leave. My mom was coming home soon.

She knew they were here already 'cause I told her but I still wanted them to leave before she got home. I don't really look forward to my friends meeting either one of my parents. We decided to sot of bike to Carmen's place but Sam and Erin had to leave. While we were in the garage, Sam had a fail. A very, very bad fail. I won't say it now 'cause he's going to kill me if I do. :x Maybe one day. Lawls. Let's just say he can't read. And he'll be needing some new shoes.

We grabbed a bike and left. We dropped Sam off at the train station an Erin left right after. Carmen and I walked/biked to her house down at Kings Highway and had a nice chat. It was completely random, but nice. I feel like I haven't had a one-to-one with a lot of people lately. I want more. Yes, I'm a selfish little one.

It's getting late (no, not really) and I should go sleep (yea, riight). I have absolutely no plans tomorrow. Everyone either has work, is out of town, or busy with something. I have no life. I might as well stay home, redo my nails, workout, attempt to cook something, and maaybe clean. Or gaming. Either way, looks like I'm staying home tomorrow.

I feel so lazy though. ):

You know that it doesn't matter,

As long as we got each other.

2012; Jay Sean

While listening to this song, it made me think of my upcoming senior year. It made me think of what I'd be up do the night of prom. It also made me think of other things, but most importantly, of my future. What will I be like a couple of months from now? One wonders.

Zoos smell. Bad.

I'm tired. Reeally tired. And I don't have much time on the Internet now..so short summary? We arrived at the Bronx Zoo at around 10AM. Left around 4PM. We went to almost every free exhibit and walked around them at least two or three times. After Monday and Tuesday, my feet are aching and I'm tired.

And I'm going to bike tomorrow. Yays. Well, beats staying home. With my mother. Yea, she has off.

OH NUS IT'S RAINING TOMORROW. What the heeeeeeeell?! Hmm...hoping for no morning showers. Then I'd be a bit screwed. It's raining/showering on Friday too. I don't have any definite plans for Friday, atm. Should I keep my metro and waste it if I'm not going anywhere? Totally. You never know what random event's gonna spring up, ya know?

I guess I'm still sticking with biking tomorrow. (: Then Carmen's after? Possibly/most likely.

Let me hear your voice

If we become honest, surely

We'll be able to understand each other.

Let Me Hear Your Voice; Big Bang

This was a stupid waste of my time.

So, I had to look up some stuff for my dad, right? The second he steps into the shower, my sister comes out of the room. "Can I chck Facebook for a second?" No, you can shut the fuck up and take teh desktop.

But noo. I still can't go shower 'cause I'm stuck doing useless shit that won' even go in affect when we go on vacation. I'm so tire. All I wanted to do was come home, shower, and sleep. Instead, it's almost 12 and I still stink.

I wanna punch something. I already broke a glass today and nearly cut myself with it. What more is there tonight? Hmm?

Who wants to fucking try me?

Ah, so much walking.

Walked from Tech to Lutheran yesterday. Walked from Tech to Chinatown today. Ohh boy. And tomorrow? We're walking around Bronx Zoo. And the day after? No idea. I think I'm just oging to bike all over Brooklyn. Who wants to join me? :D

-cricket cricket-

It's not soo bad! I think I either build up endurance (no, not really) or muscular strength (somewhat?). Maybe I'm just toning my leg muscles...hopefully.

Well, I'm a bit tired now. I'm only on for once 'cause my dad wants me to look up some stuffs for my nonexistent vacation, atm. He's being extremely vague about what he wants and yet he's the one giving me an attitude. -siigh-

I've gotten so used to using my netbook and it feels weird to be on a desktop. Hmm. I should bike somewhere and chill at the library on Thursday/Friday, with my charger. Lawls. I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do for the rest of the week AND next week. -face palm-

Oh, turns out I'm not going on vacation the last week of August, as I thought. We're going the first couple days of September. In my opinion, this is kind of stupid. I was hoping to chill the last few days before school, but I have a feeling my dad's going to cram a couple of trips to the beach. I don't mind the tanning...but I don't want to go through the trouble of going out.

How can I give you all of me,
When all I get is half of you?
Now, tell me what am I supposed to do?

All of Me; Varsity

tonight is the night to let it go; i wanna see how you lose control.

Yesterday, after dinner, everyone decided to go for a walk. My dad and I were the only ones at home; I was finishing up some chores while my dad was working on the stove downstairs. I suddenly decided to blast some music and sing along. And the first song that comes up?

That's right, Sam. "Down" by Jay Sean ft. Lil Wayne.

I think instead of a countdown, I'll do some lyrics spam as a closing for my posts, yea? Then I might start with the countdown when school starts, with the assistance of the handy-dandy calendar on my school's website: countdown 'til graduation. It'll actually matter to me. Wow...so soon.

More on that another day. Let's dedicate today's lyrics to a certain...Squishy Fishy I know. (;

So leave it behind,

'Cause we have a night to get away.

So come on and fly with me,

As we make our great escape.

So why don't we run away?

Happy Early Birthday, Carmen!

So today was the karaoke party for Carmen's birthday. Her birthday's on Monday and we all celebrated with her today. The karaoke party was at Crystal Cafe from 2PM-6PM, but my dad wanted me home before 6. I was on time. Kinda...I'll get to that later.

I was supposed to meet Sam and Ron at Sam's house. I was kinda late. We were supposed to meet up at 1:30 but I didn't get to his place until 2, when the party started. We weren't even the latest ones there. Could've made my card D: ! But I took the N train to the D at New Utrecht. I got off at 9th Ave and met up with Sam and Ron. We walked the short distance to the karaoke place. Oh, Ron pointed out Sam's house to me. "It's the one with the broken/beat-up door." I swear, it was lawl-worthy. "Just walk up the block, look for the beat-up door and you know you're at Sam's place."

We all had a fail when we arrived at Crystal Cafe. Well, Sam did. No one was downstairs when we arrived so we headed upstairs. Found no one. Sam called Carmen while we were walking back downstairs. "I could've made the card! Told you we were too early!" Yea, that was me. We ran into Carmen on our way out the door. Turns out there was another door that led directly to one private lounge for parties. There were a couple of people there already; no one I knew came yet. We gave everyone our hellos, I attacked Carmen and the three of us took seats at the MJ table. Hey, Carmen pointed it out.

Here's what went down: Ron won two games and Sam won two games. I didn't win any until teh next game. I think I only won one or two games. ): But at least I didn't have my losing streak! During the MJ games, random people were singing random songs. At first, there were a lot of Korean songs. Then came some familiar hits. Then more random songs. Then some depressing and slow Chinese songs, more familiar hits and I left. That was just the songs. We had some fun in between. Oh boy, did we have fun.

Edit: Oh right. Sam was supposed to sing. Carmen found Down by Jay Sean, one of Sam's favorites. Ron and I were practically holding him down, but he refused. I should've told Ron to sing a duet with him. That's would've been the video of the year for me! Ah, but we had fun (; Thank goodness no one made me sing. I was singing along to some songs but it was meh -shrug- I'm not in chorus for a reason. :P

At some point, Carmen went out to get a cake (I think). Connie and everyone else were setting up a cake and Ron asked, "How are you going to split a small 10-inch diameter cake with 25 people?" "Uh, Ron...I don't think everyone came." -looks around- "Still." We were sort of hungry. My drink never came. ): ! I was thirsty as heeeeeeeell. Carmen blew out the candles, we sang and applauded. Then came the cake. Literally. Someone cut up the cake and people began distributing it. Ron and I just stood in a safe-ish corner while Sam went to get cake. I didn't mind not having any if there wasn't enough. Then we heard a commotion.

That's right. People were getting caked and being caked.

Ron and I avoided the whole thing while Sam came back with some cake. I got a slice from someone and Carmen came to me. Then she splat some cream on my face. You can guess what happened then. I chased her down, creamed her face and sat back down. Sam and Ron saw my face and just laughed. Then Sam got creamed by Carmen. Ron and I held him down. Lawls. There was a bit more caking and creaming after that. I think at some point, Sam was plotting something and needed Ron's back-up. It didn't happen, I guess. After cake, we played one more game of MJ and I left.

I got home at exactly 6:08PM. Thank goodness my dad was napping so he didn't know exactly what time I came home. He assumed I was on time. Yays. It was a close one though. He woke up 15 minutes after I got home.

In short, it was a fun afternoon. It was a nice day, until I got home. I won't go into detail on that; I don't think it's worth the time and space, at the moment. It'd be nice to have another day like this, but as Ron said, "Dude, this won't ever happen again." He said it was too good or something. "Mass orgy." "This is foreplay, right here."

Yea...that is all for today. (:

It's been 51 days. Already?! Hmm, maybe I should keep count of something else?

I want my own TV.

So I don't have to fight to watch my shows. Goddammit, why do my shows have to be at night? 8PM, no less. -bangs head against wall- It's not fair!

Ah, it's 10:30 and my netbook is dying. Answering a few more IMs...finish my episode tomorrow x_x.

This is so inconvenient. -dies-

BBQ and Pool in Long Island.

Because Louise didn't give details, I'll give most, if not all. Here it goes.

Yesterday, Howard, Johanna, and I planned to join Louise at a Filipino BBQ in Long Island. Howard and I had to wake up at 5AM to be at Louise's house before 8AM. It was...a fun train ride. Beats being alone at 6AM. I felt tired and hungry. We arrived at Louise's place a little bit before 8-enough time for me to change. After I quickly changed, we all helped Louise bring some stuff down to the car. Howard, Johanna, and I were in the back while Louise and her sister sat right in front of us with her parents in the driver and passenger seats. It was 8:30 and we were on our way.

The drive was about an hour long. For the first half hour, we wouldn't shut up (well, the three of us in the back) and attempted to play cards. But the car was moving and I realized I couldn't do it, got a bit dizzy and decided to take a nap. So for the next half hour, Johanna was reading while Louise, Howard, and I were taking a nap (I think). Before I knew it, we were there. We helped unload the car and met up with the rest of the whole group who arrived shortly after us, if they weren't there already. We brought the stuff to the desginated picnic area, got some tables and stuff, and ate. We decided not to each too much since we were going in the water pretty soon.

We took a walk to the playground with some youngsters while digesting. Afterwards, we headed for the pool. It was big. There were some laps there and I got excited but I quickly realized why swimmers swim with one pieces. Lawls. We spent more than 3 hours in the sun at the pool. The slide was fun too. I won't go into full detial with our time at the pool. It was fun. End of story. Let's just say we need to plan a pool day with the whole group. One day.

Around 1 or 2ish (I forgot what time) we went back to the picnic area to eat. Oh, we had to pay $10 for the pool. On our way out, we had stamps so we were able to go back in. We had lunch and I felt like I ate a lot. I didn't eat as much as Ron would have but I still felt like I ate loads. We took another walk to the playgrounf, got on some swings and just chilled in the sun.

I made some new friends with Louise's youngsters: Chase and Louie. Chase is mean and Louie is nice. Well, to me. I was doing the squishy-thing to Louise and Chase was asking me why I called her squishy. I poked him to show why. Then I kept calling him squishy and he kept saying he wasn't. Ah, 11-year-olds like them are adorable. Unlike some jerks I've met, unfortunately. But these kids seem genunine enough and it relieves me.

We headed back to the pool and this time, there were more people compared to the last time we were there. Because Howard was unable to go into the big pool, we decided to hang at the kiddie pool with him for a little bit. Johanna didn't want to go back in the water the second time so she sat out to tan. After our fun at the kiddie pool, we all headed back to the big pool. Eventually, Howard came in. As in whole body soaking. It was bad to get his right hand wet 'cause he promised his mom and all but Louise was happy he was in the pool. Oh boy, was she happy. We had...fun. Again, no pool details. It was fun. Louise and I took turns giving the younger ones (Kelcey and some friends) rides to the deeper end. The farthest I was able to go without putting any of them in danger was about 5 feet? They liked hanging onto me while I was semi-treading the water. We all fooled around and it was fun. The kids hanging onto me were my defense and offense against the others. Bwahahaha.

Soon, Louise's mom came and told us it was time to get out of the pool. It was getting late and we had to leave soon. It felt like the day passed by too fast but it was nearing 5PM already. We got out, Louise and I took a rinse, and changed. We walked back to the picnic area for one last meal. To digest, we took a walk around the whole pond. Oh, this one was a nice adventure. We rarely took pictures all day so Lousie had her camera handy and we took random group pictures while walking. Before we started, we saw this bird/hawk perched atop a tree. It looked like a bald eagle at first, but we figured it wasn't. All the youngsters were amazed and we took pictures. I still had my plate with me so I quickly finished my food. Oh, and we finished the bottle of ginger ale before embarking on our adventure.

Every time we found a nice spot to take a picture, one of the youngsters had to be our photographer. Kelcey was it for the first couple of pictures and Louie was it for the rest. Every time we finished with a picture, I let out a big burp. I guess the food was slowly digesting while the ginger ale was helping. A lot. Or I wasn't full yet. -shrug- But after the third time, Louie supplied us with our album title. He asked me, "Are you going to burp every time we take a picture?" Obviously, we were all laughing. Chase even said I should be the Piggy of the group. He referred to Howard as Panda and asked what my animal was. "Duckie," I told him. "Well, you should be Piggy. You burp too much and you ate so much at the BBQ." I shook my head and pointed at Louise. "She's Piggy. Bwahaha." He asked me why since she was the smallest out of all of us. I swear, they're so nice. -sarcasm-

We decided to take one last walk over the bridge that led to the little hut-like thing at the end. We saw a snapping turtle. There was a little girl "fishing" with her grandpa and they were pointing at something. "Look! It's a snapping turtle!" We all rushed to her and tried to look for it. We saw it and obviously Johanna got extremely excited. Louise tried to take a clear picture of it but the sky was reflecting off the water's surface so it was hard. There was one point where there were a lot of air bubbles in the water. Howard pointed this out and said, "Johanna, your turtle farted." We roared with laughter (insider from the morning).

We found a fake plastic turtle and took our group picture there. The sun was facing our way, so we didn't have to worry about not seeing our goofy faces.

When we reached the side opposite of where we started, we found frogs. I was amazed, for some reason. We saw lily pads on the other side but no frogs. Right before we started walking, I asked Johanna where all the frogs were and how cool it'd be if we saw them hopping from pad to pad. Louie otld us we could find some on the other side but I didn't believe him until I saw it with my own eyes. We took pictures and laughed as we saw air bubbles coming out of the end of the frog. "Look! The frog's farting too!"

Soon, Louise got a call for us to go back to the picnic area. We packed up and were the first ones to leave ('cause us Brooklyn people had to go). I felt a bit sad to be leaving the youngsters, but there will be another day.

I won't say much about the car ride home. Most of us got knocked out and fell asleep. Johanna was still reading her book, I think. I have no idea how she does it. She was trying to finish it because she had to return it to the library that day. Lawl. We dropped Johanna off at the Flushing Library and went on our way. Oh, I forgot to pee in the bathroom back at the pool, so my bladder was calling to me. The car ride was extremely bumpy...it was painful. I had to pee, so bad. Now I know how Max and Ron were feeling the other day at QCM. It was not a fun experience. We decided to stop by Louise's place afterall to pee. The train ride home was frustrating. Extremely frustrating.

Howard and I just planned on taking the R all the way. We were both tired and just wanted to sleep. And besides, we were all in pain too. But the R decided to be a bitch. Not only was it the weekend, it was nighttime. We arrived at 36 street in Queens and it was going on the F line. It was going to go back to normal in Manhattan, so fine. It shooed us off at Times Square 'cause it was the last stop for that train. There was a Q across the platform, so fine. The Q just arrived so it took a whole 10 minutes for it to get moving. By then it was 9:07PM. We left Louise's place at 8:30. It was getting late and I was getting impatient. Oh, when the Q decided to get moving, there was an N across the platform. It was local in Manhattan so I shrugged it off. We should've gotten off at Canal. We regret it but I don't remember stopping there or going on the bridge. I was knocked out in that span of 15 minutes. Apparently it took us FOREVER to get from Union to Dekalb. Once we reached Dekalb, we saw an N train passing by. Crap.

The R finally came and we slowly made our way to 59th St. Unfortunately, it stopped at 53rd St. For what reason? We have no idea and we didn't care at the moment. Guess what? THREE N trains passed by us in the span of a mere 10 minutes. 10 flipping minutes. When the first N passed, it was 9:55PM. After the third one, the R still didn't move. I told Howard, "If one more train passes by, I'm walking to 59th." And guess what? One more passes us. We get up and out of the train and see another R train behind ours. When we JUST got out of the station (it was one of those exits where you can't re-enter), the conductor makes an announcement. I didn't bother to listen. I just ran up the stairs and out of the station.

It's 10PM and we're standing at 53rd St and 4th Ave. Howard's phone died and he was using mine. He tried to remember his sister's number. Thank goodness he got the right number and his dad was still awake. Around 10:20PM, his dad and sister came and picked us up. They drove me home. I was so grateful to them. If it weren't for them, I would've gotten home by 11PM, if not after. I rang my doorbell at 10:35PM. My dad was somewhat mad at me. "Did they get lsot in Brooklyn?" I almost forgot he thought that Louise was driving me home. I accidentally told him Howard's dad drove me home. I guess he didn't hear me. He just reacted with a "What?" and I said they lived in Queens and they jsut dropped me off. My story was: I had no idea what was going on or what route they took; I was asleep the whole time. That's also why I didn't answer my phone (yeah, right).

So yea, it was a nice day. But Howard and I made this promise: no more late weekend hangouts. The MTA on weekend nights are just too frustrating and stupid. It took us 2 hours to get home. Usually, it would've taken only an hour and a half at the most, if not an hour. But this morning, my dad seemed fine. I'm not in deep shit, so it's all good. I slept for nearly 10+ hours. I was so knocked out that I didn't hear my dad knock on my door, at all. I wasn't conciously awake until my bladder called to me. Even after that, I went back to sleep for another hour or so. Yea, I was tired. I think everyone else was too.

So there's our whole day. On the train, Howard did some math. We were both out of our houses for a good 16 hours: 12 hours with Louise and Johanna and 4 hours for traveling. I also realized that no one in my family has seen me in almost 24 hours. I went to bed at around 11PM the night before and I return home when it's almost 11PM the next night. Boy, it was a crazy Saturday. We need more of those. just look at how long this entry was! And I didn't even include EVERY detail. Either I write too much, or we did that much. But hey, it was a fun day, what can I say?