The car ride up.

Well, at the moment I’m in a car on my way to Kincardine for the second time with Tricia and Bailey. It’s about quarter to eight. Yesterday I hung around all day and then went to James’ birthday party. Which was supposed to be a surprise, but Bailey had to spill... Anyways, that was good. We all went and bought white shirts to draw on, since it was somewhat a graffiti themed party. Anyway, the shirts ended up being fun, and people covered them in dirty things. Bailey put bright blue eyeliner on my eyes last night and I couldn’t get it off this morning, so I had to go to baseball looking like a hooker. I fell last night too. Me being the smart person I am decided that she was going to text and walk while being wasted and ended up walking right through the door with the big cement block at the bottom of it. I tripped and fell, and I fell hard. I have a massive bruise and I was down for the count. I was in hysterics, and could not stop laughing. Eventually I went home instead of sleeping over and crashed right away in my bed. This morning I got up super late and then rushed off to my baseball game, which was pretty close by the way, we lost by one. My team is actually playing again at the moment, since we had another game at one but I couldn’t go since I’m on my way to Kincardine again. My other friends are at the movies. They went to see “Bruno”. I’m uber jealous. I just told Zach I was wearing my “man pants”, he’ll be impressed... but not actually. Last week I went and bought men’s sweatpants and a men’s sweater, and a men’s tank top. I was pretty impressed by myself and wore my man pants on my walk with Zach the other day. I kept pulling them up as far as I could and embarrassing him. I also tried to get his face wet with my hand, but ended up smacking him in the glasses. Unfortunately, a guy walking his dog ended up seeing me smack him, and he was like “It only gets worse from here”. LMFAO I was dying. I did feel bad though. Then we kept seeing a group of younger boys, and as we were in the park they kept staring at us. So I was like... “WHAT! WHAT?” They didn’t reply, but just kept staring. Oh well that was basically the walk, there’s a picture of the pants on my daily booth. I’m obsessed with Daily booth by the way. When I first saw it I thought it was kind of stupid, but seriously... I’M IN LOVE! It’s amazing. I realize I seem to go off on large tangents. Honestly, I could go on forever about most of these topics, but then I seem to change my train of thought mid thought. Meh, whatever. We’re almost in Guelph right now, I love that city, and it’s SO pretty. I just love all the old buildings and that. I’m fighting the urge to fall asleep... AJSEKRJ E OLKSAMKLJAO DONT FALL ASLEEEEEEEEEP! I hate it. It’s because I’m not talking to a person. Ugh, this is terrible. It probably didn’t help that I was half lying down, and had sunglasses on. GUM! Gum works, I’ll chew gum. Correction, we’re almost in Cambridge. CHUCKIE CHEESE! Just passed one, I haven’t been to one of those in forever. Now we’re in Kitchener. Last night Ryan left his hat at Bailey’s house. She’s now decided that we’re going to take pictures of his hat everywhere. So she’s got a picture of Looby Loo chewing on his hat, and then his hat with a beer at Taps. We’ll probably have it on a few kids at camp. When we were driving over the Skyway in St. Catharines there was a car with a few Hispanic guys about our ages, and they were waving, winking, and blowing kisses at us. Then they rolled down their window. BAD NEWS BEARS! Fortunately they didn’t yell anything at us. It was hysterical. Bailey just took another picture with Ryan’s hat. It was on my head. Time? Its 8:26, and we’re just passing Picard’s Peanuts. Wow, this is a stupid and random blog. Bailey’s elbow is asleep, she’s flipping out. We’re in farm country now, it’s so beautiful. There are horses or cows everywhere you look, they’re gorgeous. The only downfall is the smell. The sun is setting at the moment, it is also beautiful. Anyway, I’m super stoked about this week. I’ve been somewhat missing it all weekend. I LOVE the kids, and I wanted a bunch of pictures, but I forgot my camera charger at home... smooth move Michael Jackson. There are a million Mennonites around here. I’m not sure why some people with really, really curly hair straighten their bangs... it just looks bad. We’re listening to a really stupid song about cows right now... like really bad. It shouldn’t be a song. “I am cow, I am cow, hear me moo.” Good lord. Remind me again why Bailey has control of the music? I’m feeling a bonfire in my bones tonight. We had one last night but we didn’t pay attention to it. So I’ve decided what tattoos I kind of want at the moment. I think I’ll always want the sparrow, and eventually I’ll get it. But I’ve also wanted scripture for some time now. I’ve decided the scripture I’ll probably get is a few lines from Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Anyway, my laptop is dying. We’ve got about an hour and a half of driving left. We’ll see how it goes. It’s ten after nine, by the way. So I’ve been writing off and on for about an hour and a half.

See you.