This is my OH GOLLY face.

This is me in the process of my oh golly face. I do this a lot.

This is the pool that's attached to the Palapa and you can go up to a bar in the water.

This is my dog. I don't know why it's in with all these pictures.

This is a zoomed out picture of the pool and palapa and the ocean and everything. It's the view from my grandparents/auntuncle&cousin's balcony.

This is the pirate ship that is currently like a half-mile away or more and it's really loud. It's fun at first because they fire fake cannons, but then it's annoying because you can hear them talking and the music from all that ways away.

 So these are pictures of Mexico that we took today. You can pretty much tell what's going on from the captions. It's really fun and it's dark which I don't understand because it's WARM. But whatever because it's fun while it's dark out and I think I'm getting an awesome tan which is good because I was getting really white. 

Enjoy these lovely pictures. :D Also this is the first time I've ever posted a picture of me on this blog.

I'm alive, only barely.

Hello my fabulous readers. I am currently in Cancun, Mexico and the temperature is just right, but this wind we have, it's pretty chilly. I was wearing my hoodie to dinner.

I took TWO airplanes to this place. I am proud to say that I didn't puke, pass out or have a full-out panic attack.

I did, however...

• Squeeze my brother's hand until it lost circulation.
• Get less than three hours of sleep last night.
• Swim with my cousins.
• Run around this fricking place, trying to figure out which stairwells lead to which place.
• Go between my grandaparents/auntunclecousin's villa and my own, which are literally on opposite sides of this place.
• See my middle school counselor.
• Have several anxiety kittens.
• Pledge to sleep as soon as I got back from dinner.
• Not keep my pledge.

I was like HMMM I'LL JUST CHECK FACEBOOK AND MY EMAIL. And then my stomach started to hurt so I decided to stay up a bit longer. 

I do believe I'll have decent internet access for the rest of this trip, so expect more random postings.

Reporting to you live, dear readers from platform nine and three-quarters in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida.

I'm waiting to get on ANOTHER plane. I took one to here, and I nearly died on the inside. Now I'm waiting for yet another. The plane I'm supposed to be on is broken and getting fixed and we're supposed to be able to board in ten or so minutes, though we probably won't be leaving until eleven.

I have been up since three.

I am delusional.

I do not like airplanes.

I am afraid to get on this other one. I would like to stay here please and maybe drive back home? That would make my freaking week.

I think I have to board now. Hope that I don't die.