For Some Reason, I Just Can't Think of Good Titles Anymore.

Slept in till 10 or so. I had stayed up late to chat. I lingered in my bed for a while, while my dad took a long shower. I want to ban killing polar bears in our apartment. And like everywhere. But anyway. Then I got on the computer after eating French toast, and looked at cool sweatshirts and things from Big Ten colleges. We had this plan set up a few days before to go on a ferry across Lake Geneva, so we did that. It was cool. Lumbered on down to the car, leaned against the door while French radio buzzed in the background and drove to Nyon. Not a cloud in the sky, so the sun was smiling pretty big. A big, wavering yellow tongue licking the amazingly-blue water. Big fat waves crashed against the human-made barrier, creating white froth like a beard.
We weren't really sure where or how to buy tickets, but later found out we had to buy them on the boat. As my dad said, we couldn't have planned it better; the boat came to the dock like just as we got there. So we got on and went to the top. I felt bad for Zach, who described it as "just a long fight not to throw up." He gets motion-sick. But nothing happened to him luckily.
My dad and I leaned against the side rails as the bulky blue boat amid the wide blue expanse full of senior citizens crashed though the flowing bumps of water. I took some pictures, videos. There were a lot of sailboats and some windsurfers. We got sprayed a little. It was cool.
The town was described as "one of the prettiest towns in France", which is what my mom says about every town in France. But she claimed it was quite official. It was cool, I guess. Steepish roads, not many cars, castle-like buildings. We walked around a little and got ice cream. My dad has a cold so he couldn't really taste his chestnut ice cream. I was coldish. It was actually sort of warm, until the wind came. I was wearing a sweater.
The way back was cool too. At first we sat down on the side in the bow, but then the waves majorly splashed us. It was sort of funny, 'cause the people would start laughing and whatever whenever a huge wave came up and dumped water. My dad got pretty soaked and my hair got pretty wet. So we re-located to the other side. Sun was still severely shining, no clouds. Lots of sailing. It was awesome. To just lean against the rail, looking at the water. Made me really miss our cabin in Canada and stuff. Made me want to go sailing. Among other things.
I worked some on my English essay and stuff. I'll have to do more tomorrow. But it IS technically tomorrow, as it is 12:21 AM. Sigh. I was hoping lots of my friends would be on chat now, but I guess not. We just watched The Kite Runner, which was quite good.

Congrats to Jenny!!! You guys will have so much fun at the party. Dang- I just so wish I was there. UGH. This sucks. But have fun with whatever. We'll have several parties when I come back. I've killed off like 3 months.

So anyway. People change a lot. Take one of my friends. Who also reads my blog. Who shall be un-named.... etc. But anyway. Go Blue and don't jump in the stupid can. Is there something else? There's tons more. That's for later posts.