First week of summer (vacation)

Last week was the first week of summer vacation, and this week is the first week of camp.

The camp I go to is a wheel-throwing pottery camp.

So far, things are going well. But this definitely won't be the highlight of the summer because in less than two weeks, my family and I are going on vacation to seattle. It will be really fun!

I biked 6 miles in the morning. Three miles one way, and three miles the other way. Going back, wind resistance went against us. It was near impossible to go up hills. After that, my legs were so tired, I could barely move them. Than, I drove to the Lincoln Restaurant for a delicious pancake breakfast, then headed home.

I wasn't the only person there, and it was much more than just my family. Once a year in Chicago, thousands of people ride their bikes on Lake Shore Drive. All of the cars were forced of the streets until the bikers were forced to flee.

It was a lot of fun and I hope to do it again, depending on the wind conditions. It was worth it and I am glad I put some exercise into my Memorial Day weekend. 

I've been twittering a lot lately. Well, enough times

to not blog for a very long time.  I really don't know what to blog about, but I really wanted blog because I haven't...... well, you know.

It's been a rough week of depression and boredom, but I can survive. I'll probably be blogging more later. That's all for now!!

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Today, my grandparents left. After they left, I went to get a haircut.

This is where things got bad. My mom and I walked in and signed in. Luckily, there was only two people before us. The first person took 20 minutes out of my life. The next person was nearly bald. My mom, said it would take about five minutes, but at least ten minutes had passed before my  mom asked the barber how much time it would take for her to finish. She said about 20 or 15, so my mom and I walked out of the place with my hair just as long and messy as it was before I walked in.

So that was just about the biggest waste of my life, considering the fact that I'm not very patient :(

Back to previous subject: so my mom dropped me of at home and Annie, my twin sister, told me that I didn't look like my my hair had changed, so I summed the story up for her. I swear this is the first time this has happened to me.

¿¿¿Awkward???

Yep, you guessed it. That how the day was.

So I woke up in the morning, had some delicious coffee cake for breakfast, and went downstairs…

Only to realize that my grandmother was sleeping in the bed! I went back upstairs.

Today was quite special because there was a neighborhood garage store. I bought this awewsome plastic flamingo and a grilling utencil...

and a taco!

The afternoon was full of hoework.