Trains or same

Gah. How is break half-way over already?? Insane. But I mean, the half-way point is ver-ver-very soon and I just want this thing to be over with really. Sort of. But still.

Tomorrow, I'm probably going to go on this one big trip thing. It involves waking up around 8-ish, eating a breakfast which probably involves using a bowl and spoon, driving in a car for two hours, and then sitting on a Swiss train, looking out the window as breath-taking views of the Alps pass by outside the window. All with some background music around 80% of the time, of course. Yeah. I think my dad and grandma are coming, but probably not Zach of my mom. I sort of want to go, and yet the idea of sitting in various forms of transportation for the whole day doesn't seem like the best thing ever. And travelling is just... ugh. Especially since like, naseau often pops up with those circumstances. Anddddd I can't really even take pills, which really really stinks. Someone could shove them down, but even that is hard.

My mom: Maybe you should even make a day-pack right now, because you'll be leaving so soon.
Me: Ugh! Do I even have to go?!
My mom: It's so exciting!
Me: But you have fricking pepto-bismol in the luggage! Ugh!

But then again, its something new to do and see. This break has been... hmm hmm ha so far, which is basically along the lines of "maybe boring", "not very social", "full of not-outside", "bland" and "not at all winter-like". It does stink. And then of course I have to go back to that place. I do have a third of the way chopped off, and half the year decapitated nearly, and I guess the second halves or whatever normally go faster than the first. Sort of.

I went jamming today with my dad. It actually wasn't much. Neither of us are John Bonhams, and you can't really hear an acoustic guitar. Sigh.

I am currently reading The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, who is actually a college friend of my mom's. It's pretty good. I haven't finished that Space one yet, because I guess I just don't dig long and slightly boring books. Still want to read John Green. And oh my gosh my birthday is awfully soon; I dunno. For some reason, things just don't seem so... dandy or sparkely or so amazing or so awesome this year or something. Again, I dunno.

Sigh.

I miss hanging out with people my age outside of school. Those were the days.