yeah yeah it's been a while. Ugh, I can't make myself write in this thing that often. I went to California with my parents for break let's see..oh we left the 22nd at 5:50 am. We almost missed our flight cuz my dad was like oh we can leave the house at 4 and you have to check in half hour at least before the flight leaves and we got totally lost in the parking garage. A fight ensued of course and they moved us up to the front of the line but mom had left her important carry on in the car, she says it was my fault but anyways, and so dad was still gone when they pushed us forward and he had the tickets and such, so i swear i was about ready to have a nervous breakdown at 17. Then we got to John Wayne Airport in O.C. and drove for 3 hrs to Pismo Beach where we stayed. Our hotel rocked. We were right on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Of course I had to sleep in a cot and buy myself earplugs cuz both my parents snore hardcore. The second day i was in the shower at like 9 and the fire alarm goes off. I was like oh shit. And I walk out and I was like what's that to my mom...and she's flipping channels and goes "oh, the fire alarm" i was like well shouldn't we get out?!?! haha it was just a small electrical fire in the elevator. Yeah but that was eventful. Then like on Christmas day, we went to a beach and i witnessed and assisted(called 911 and waded in freezing water) in the rescue of an overturned kayaker. He was all by himself and I heard him blow his whistle, which my mom called a bird! Right...and he got dashed against the rocks. the rescue team got there when he was close to shore..nice try boys....haha and the poor man didn't have a wet suit and he was in the water for half an hour so needless to say he had hypothermia. It was so severe that the paramedics said he couldn't move any of his limbs. He also was badly bashed against the little cliff rock things in the water. It was the most heart wrenching thing because when he was out in the water he sent off a flare and whistled and waved his arms so much and we were just standing on the cliff trying to wave back and let him know help was on the way. A guy did morse code with his truck horn. It was the scariest thing ever...my mommy was like pulling at her hair and freaking out. Ugh.. the weather was really pretty the first week though! We wine tasted and it was fun. HAHA. But like monday and tuesday it was really rainy and bad. Tuesday we went to the Hearst Castle and it was sooo windy...but there was a hot boy in our tour!! Then wednesday, we went whale watching and the damn whales were being stubborn and just spouting so the engine was off forever trying to get a better view and the boat was rocking so much that people just started hurling left and right!! My dad even threw up a couple times. I had to go inside the cabin thing cuz i was gagging not cuz of seasickness but cuz of the nasty noises. That day we drove down, beyond L.A and to Newport Beach to stay the night so we didn't have to rush in the morning. But at the airport our flight was delayed 3 hrs and we would miss our connecting flight in Salt Lake City....so things were fucked up royally. I spent all of thursday in fucking airports. Oh well...that was basically my christmas break. i hung out at Josh's for New Years and then Saturday was the Subway dinner and after I went with everyone back to Stacey's and chilled til like ten. Sunday I went to the museum by myself for english (saw tons of kids from my class haha slackers) and then went to work. School sucks major ass. I was late to first hour the FIRST DAY BACK!! I struggle haha. But anyways, signing off i am Sheldon
Georgianna