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I just got back from a camping trip to Petoskey, MI with my family this weekend. Here is a synopsis of 85% of the trip. I couldn’t even stop blogging; I actually wrote what I would have blogged.  I’m pathetic.]

Day 1 – Thursday – the 13th

Packing enought crap into our minivan to live outside for four days has never been my favorite part about camping trips. We meant to leave at 10 am, which of course means that we left around noon. The actual car ride was nice because Deanna and I watched Firefly the whole time. In the middle of the trip, though, my mom asked my dad if he had remembered his swimsuit. He didn’t. My dad is not much of a swimmer, but I am. And I forgot to pack my swimsuit, too. Which is not okay because my swimsuit is this one and the first one that I’ve loved. I feel as great as I look in it (which, let’s face it, is a heck of a lot better than in a usual swimsuit). Which is great because I am not the type who can just throw on any bathing suit and believe that I look good in it. I have curves! There’s no way I can just pull over to some Old Navy and grab a bakini – generall, there, they’re made for young or typicallymodel-y girls with no hips, booty, chestage, or anything. But ANYWAY. I did manage to find a good store and a good suit. And a cute dress, too. That’s always a plus.  =]

After that chaos, we hit the road again. We stopped for dinner at a mexican restaurant that will be on Regis & Kelly on Friday(tomorrow) for their fajitas. They won a contest for it or something. so I thought it would be safe to order a (delicious-sounding) garden fajita.
Wrong.
I didn’t find it at all appetising. So my dad and I swapped meals.

But I love being with my family. They’re the best ever.

When we get to our camp site, we found out that the dude gave away the camp site we asked for, so we ended up in a much smaller one. Kinda clausterphoib for a picnic table, two tents, and a place to keep the van out of the road, but it hasn’t turned out to be too bad. Setting up the site has never been my favorite part, either. But once it was finally together, we made a camp fire and toasted marshamllows and ate Grape Nut Flakes (serious YUM). =]

Day 3 – Saturday – the 15th

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Things that really aren’t necessary

  • Shirts with miscellaneous slogans. I saw one Friday that said “I ❤ My money.”   Do you, sir?  Who the eff doesn’t? It really isn’t necessary.
  • Obnoxiousity and attitude problems.
  • Using Twitter only to obsess over the Jonas Brothers or some other adolescent fad.
  • Complaining about the fact that you have to go to school in general. It’s free education! Do you know how many places in the world would love to have access to that? (don’t get me wrong, we all have those days when we don’t want to go for specific reasons in our lives, I get that.)
  • Grills.
  • Simulating suicide. It might just be my school, but mimicking shooting yourself in the head with your fingers positioned like a gun. This is uber unnecessary not to mention insensitive.
  • Referring to your computer as a “compy.”
  • Referring to your boyfriend as “Boyfriend” on the Internet. I think it’s slightly obnoxious. He has a name. If the fact that he’s your boyfriend is not significant to the point of your post or blurb or tweet,  it’s very unnecessary.
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Your definition of Cheating?

[this is something I wrote during school this past year that I meant to post but never did.]

Today in government we discussed a newspaper headline that claimed that the internet helped cheating. My teacher proposed a scenario of a married man in internet chatrooms, hitting up girls and saying “Hey, baby, I think you’re sexy, I wish I could see you.” Is he cheating?

Immediately, without really thinking about it, the word “yes” pushed through my lips.

There was a pause in which I realized that absolutely no one else had answered. I was the only one that said anything, so of course, my teacher continued to ask me questions. He asked for my definition of cheating. I responded by saying that cheating is if you lust after some one other than who you are committed to and act in any way, shape, or form on that temptation.  My teacher repeated that back to me and one of the guys said “What? No! Cheating is the actual physical act…”

I repeated my answer: “Okay, yes, there will be times that you’re going to lust after some one else, that’s a natural temptation. Cheating is when you act on it — if you do anything other than resist it.”

That’s my belief. …But is that what guys think nowadays? That they can fantasize about a porn star, sex-talk with any QTbaybieblodeXXX that pops up in a chatroom, do anything but actually sleep with another woman and we won’t be hurt and it’s not cheating because we’re still the only person they’re sleeping/having physical sexual conduct with?

Has society depleated commitment to only a physicial restraint?

To me, commitment is a whole package; it’s a commitment of your mind, your heart, your body, and a love enough to resist a sexual temptation.

If most men out there think that cheating is only done with your body, then my selection of Potential Suitors just got narrowed down.

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Modcloth is absolutely my favorite!

Empress Hotel Dress

The Empress Hotel Dress – $59.99

The Goldie Trench - Modcloth

The Goldie Trench – $107.99

Yes, please!

link:   modcloth

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I know it’s been a while, but I’ll make it up to you with a crazy party.

Ben: Hey, there.
Me: Hey.
Ben: What’s goin on?
Me: Not too much. I have the house to myself until Sunday.
Me: Muahaha. 
Me: Let the wild parties commence.
Ben: PARTY
Ben: Hahaha.
Ben: Oh yes cause that is so you.
Me: I know, right?
Ben: hhaha, exactly
Me: I am the god of throwing wild parties that you’ll regret attending tomorrow.
Ben: *rolls eyes* what ever you say hahaa
Me: No really, Megan still remembers my going away party from when I moved from here to NC in the first grade.
Me: THAT’S ELEVEN YEARS LATER.
Me: How many parties that don’t result in teenage pregnancies or STD’s are remembered eleven years later?
Ben: hahahaha uhh idk? i don’t know that statistic but im sure there is one out there haha
Me: NONE.
Me: That’s how cool I am.
Me: You just don’t understand.
Ben: hahaha i really don’t.

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Things that you can’t do angrily…

  • Eat an ice cream cone.
  • Hopscotch
  • Tickle some one
  • Dance
  • Sleep
  • Paint your toenails
  • Blow bubbles
  • Have a silly string fight
  • Eat a s’more
  • Bow for a well-earned applause
  • Finger paint
  • Jump on a trampoline
  • Hold a three-day-old kitten
  • Listen to Boom Boom Boom Boom by the Vengaboys
  • Sing “Happy Birthday”
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