Zutalo! Oh my G-string. I just realized... Count down. Tickets to leave from SLC to LA for July 10. I will not see anyone for a year. I will be the scary new girl for a year. I worked my glutius maximus off to make the friends I have. Okay not really, but I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. And even on the off chance that I would make friends in New Zealand.... I'd have to leave them too. Man. I am so sad now. I don't want to go to fiji. Is that weird? Everyone's favorite tropical paradise and I hate the idea of having to be there for 2 weeks. A few days is okay, to see the major sites and take pretty pictures. But two weeks? I really hope our around the world ticket thing works out. I do NOT want to have to slather on 70 gallons of sunscreen everytime I go outside to hang by the pool in my brand new sexy bikini. Although by then it wouldn't be new..but it would still be sexy. But I like being pale and freckless. My mom never wore sunscreen and look at her! She's all...freckly. The point is. I don't like the tropics. Hot and humid and sunny. Man I need to start working out. that was random... I seriously am totally afraid of moving...but this is something my dad really wants to do and who am I to stop us? Besides. I really would kinda like to get out of this hell hole for a year and not have to worry about people hating me for being liberal. This is a pointless entry...I'm sorry....heh.