I got back today. I know I said I would get back on the seventh, but we stayed a little longer. My grandparents got me in the morning on the 2nd. They have a blue van. I rode in the car. I was quiet. I listened to them sing along badly with Jim Reeves. I wrote poems. I played the electronic games. I read my book. I ate circus animal cookies. I looked out the window. Then we got to Motel 6. My cousins and aunt and uncle where already there. I put my things in my room and got in my swimsuit. My swimsuit is pink with black polka dots. There was a pool. It was cold. I swam in it. I was cold, but I still swam. You got used to it after awhile. After swimming I got dressed again and my uncle took my shopping in downtown Jackson. I got a little windup monkey that did flips, and also candy. We went back to the Motel. I watched TV. I took a shower and got in my blue silk pajamas and went to bed. Next day was pretty much like the first. I swam, I ate candy, I watched tv. I played this game called Rummikub with my cousins. That was entertaining for a while. At seven we went down to the Bar J and ate. After eating we watched the Bar J wranglers sing and dance and tell jokes and play guitars and banjos and mandalins and steel guitars and they also yodeled. Then we went back to the motel. I went to sleep. On the fourth my parents and little brothers came to the motel. They checked in a room, and then swam and watched tv and played games and laughed and talked and ate. Around eight we went to the park. They shot fireworks off of the skiing mountain. They where big. And bright. And loud. I lay there in the wool blanket and let the light sting my open eyes, and felt the sound vibrate through me. Then we went to the motel. I took a shower. I went to bed. The next day we got in our cars and went to Yellowstone. We went fishing. I caught a fish. It was big. When I was looking at it it wiggled and broke the line. It still had my gold spinner stuck in its lip. We went to Lake Lodge and got our cabins. I read my book, and took a walk down to the lake. I sat there for a long time. I was wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and my dads sweater. I watched the bugs skip off the water. I let the breeze try to comb through my shaggy blonde hair. I watched a big bull buffalo wander along the far shore. I went back to the cabin. I got my dirty laundry. I took it to the laundry place. I did my laundry. I read in the lobby on the big leather couches. I wandered around the gift shop. I smiled at the nice boy who said "Good day ma'am" in a true southern accent. I went back to the cabin. I slept. We went to Old Faithful the next day. We saw the hot water shoot from the crevice in the dirt. We went into the big hotel. We looked in the gift shop. My mom bought me a "rasberry cream" ice cream. We fished in a river. We didnt catch anything that day. We got in the vehicles and drove away. Finished my book in the car I went to my Grandparents house with my younger cousin. We watched tv. We went to sleep on the trundle bed. On the seventh we swam in my grandparents pool. We watched tv. We went to Wendys. We swam in the pool untill midnight. Floating on our newly tanned backs and looking at the stars. We went to sleep on the trundle bed. Today my parents and brothers and aunt and uncle and cousins came to my grandparents house. They all swam in the pool. They ate hotdogs and hamburgers. They laughed and talked and gossiped. My parents took me home. And that was my trip. I didnt talk. The whole time I was thinking of them. All of them. All of the people that are my "friends", or so they say. I cant wait untill monday. I get ungrounded on monday. He hasnt talked to me, or e-mailed me, or called me in a very long time. Maybe on monday I will try to hang out with him. Or maybe not. They say that they are going to have a "Hollie is ungrounded finally" party on monday. Yeah right. Like that will ever happen. I am doing my laundry. I went through all of my clothes and chose the ones that I dont wear anymore. Now I dont even use half of my closet. I need to go shopping. She called me and left a message saying "I really need to ask you an important question". I called her back, she is staying over at a friends house tonight, but I can call her around 3 pm tommorow. ok. I dont think he remembers me. Oh well. No one thinks that there is anything wrong. They think that I am just being quiet. They think that it is ok that I dont talk to anyone anymore. I guess they can think that. How would you define beauty? What would you call beautiful? There is no beauty. I am tired. Vacations do that to me. Next friday I am going to Canada. I get back on the 25th... hopefully. in the name of the pillow