This title is misleading, I, at some point in this blog, will indeed posses a map, because I will be going far away. That being said......
Once again I have unfortunately been on Hiatus. I have had no desire to do much of anything.....let alone write, BUT I have started going to the Rec, which has proved to be pleasing to me.
Soooo, SB (Spring Break). I had plans, they changed, now it's WWIII because everyone I know is retarded. My best friend and I....lets call her "Danielle" are driving to Florida for SB....I imagine she will be doing most of the driving, because, well, I don't like to drive. I'll definitely help, but she just happens to be an excellent driver. ANYWAYS......these people, lets call them "My Parents" are now pushing themselves, especially my "Father," to the brink of insanity, thinking of all the things that could go wrong. Wrong? Really? The likely hood of anything ridiculously bad happening is honestly 0 to none.
I took a poll today, amongst random college students in my classes, out of the probably 38 kids I asked, only 3 of them were planning on flying. The rest? DRIVING. Because it's cheaper and they have practical parents, who trust them to make their own decisions, instead of trying to strangle them with "what-effing-ifs'" If I wanted their incessant worrying, I wouldn't complain as much, you'd think they'd catch on by now.
They ARE "My Parents" so of course they are going to worry about me, but honestly it's been a month and a half shy of 19 years, and I'm here to tell ya, I've done some stupid shit, but....wait......can it be? Oh right.......I'M STILL HERE. I'm clearly good at keeping myself alive. I think the real problem is that they don't trust me to make good decisions, or take care of myself, which is more hurtful than anything else, to be honest.
I am going to Florida. I will be driving there with my best friend "Danielle." We will be staying with her Grandparents. It's going to happen. No use fighting over something this stupid.....it's not like I want to go see the pyramids, I want to go to the damn beach. No biggie. Either help me do this, or stand back and watch me fly. I've made up my mind....though I would feel soooo much better knowing they were ok with me going, but approval isn't a deal breaker to me, never has been. I hope they make it easy for me instead of difficult....because people who love you are SUPPOSED to support you....or so I've heard.
I'll keep you posted while I'm basking in the sun.
Silver Lining?
Regardless of the troubles and obstacles of the journey.....at the end of the day, I'll be breathing salty sea air and Loving every second.
Un Salud,
ARH
