Memoirs

Memoirs, as someone put it, are slices of life. They're just a small but significant portion of the whole story. And that's what this is -- snippets of my story.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

In which I take the bull by the horns

"I'm going to Florida. My grandparents are going to kill me, but that's ok. I'll just go post mortem." ~Me

Dude -- I used a Latin term. Oh my goodness!

Yes, I'm going to Florida! I'm going to Big Break, a conference in Panama City Beach, Florida with Campus Crusade for Christ over Spring Break. It's so exciting, but it is cause for sadness. We'll be so, so close to Georgia, but we won't get to actually go into Georgia. I could just cry! One of my life-long goals (at least for the past 4 months) is to go to Georgia, if only for a few minutes. But we DO get to go through Kentucky and Tennessee, so that will be cool. We'll also go through Iowa, Illinois and Alabama, but that will be depressing because we have to drive all the way through them and it will take a LONG time. I've been in Iowa for a total of 10 minutes and I've gone through Illinois on my way to Philly and back. Alabama should be cool too, because I've never been there. People going (*denotes a potential):
Me
Nikki K
Ashley
Ann
Rachel
Jason
Nate
Eric
*Shannon
*Andy

All 8 of us -- or 10 of us, depending on the outcome of tonight's girls' basketball game and this weekend's boys' basketball games (Andy and Shannon want to lose -- Pray that they lose!!!) -- will be spending a total of 56 hours in a van together. It's going to be crazy awesome. Wow! Oh my goodness! I'm going to have to bring dramamine to spike someone's drink with or I'm going to go nuts. I want to die every time she opens her mouth -- which is approximately at least once every 5 seconds -- and I'm sure I get stupider with every word she says. It wouldn't be so bad except for a couple of things: a) she only talks to hear herself talk, not because she has anything to say. b) She is always putting people down or making fun of them. c) She has to prove everyone wrong. It's really annoying. I'll probably drop a few "subtle" hints for her to be quiet on the trip and she probably won't get it. I'll be like "no one finds you half as interesting as you think you are" and she'll keep on with her "abuse is abuse is abuse is abuse" schpeal and we'll all be stupider for having heard it. Oh my -- this trip would be awesome if she wasn't going . . . she doesn't go because she cares about God. She only goes to flaunt her parents' money and their willingness to keep contributing to the spoiling of their baby girl. She comes back from these things and talks about how wrong everything that was taught there is. Her attitude drags down everyone who goes and I hope and pray that something is different this time . . .

Whee for Florida!
~MK

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