School is over but it started again. I earned an A in the class I hated, Foundations of American Education, A- in my journalism class, B in crazy visual culture and B- in math 386!!! So proud of the B in the math class. Doing my homework during work helped a lot.
My one summer class started on May 10th and it's the most boring class ever! The teacher just keeps talking and talking about nothing related to the book. I think he's a stoner. He kinda reminds me of an older version of Zack Galifinianakis' character from The Hangover. Mainly just his mannerisms.
After winter classes ended my family took a trip to Atlanta, Georgia for my cousin Ariel's grad party. It was a big deal because she's going to Brown in the fall. I honestly thought the trip would be horrible. My mother's side of the family tends to fight whenever we are all together. Everyone thinks they are right about everything. My brother and I usually take bets on who will have the biggest fight. This year we both lost. There was no fighting, well no fighting between us and the family we were visiting. My aunt and uncle screamed at each other around 2 am one night. I was asleep and their yelling woke me up. Other than that the trip was fantastic.
We arrived on Thursday night just in time for dinner. Friday, my cousin's took us to a mall about the size of Great Lakes Crossing where we shopped for a good while. I bought a new pair of skinny jeans at a store not yet in Michigan. Saturday was the graduation and party. We woke up early and arrived at Emory college where the ceremony took place. There were about 30 people in her class. She went to a school for gifted kids. Overall the class earned about 2.5 million dollars worth of scholarships. After that we rushed to my Aunt Lori's house for the party. Brenda and I made muffins then moved onto the Margarita machine to make some delicious beverages. Uncle Timmy, Uncle Randy and Jason did most of the cooking. They made ribs, fried chicken and crab legs. Aunt Lori made three large dishes of mac 'n cheese! The party lasted until midnight and we all got drunk. It was a great time. Sunday was our day to relax. Jason, Brenda and I hung around with Ariel and our other cousin Jessica. We went to an outside mall and a hookah bar that Ariel raved about. I was shocked that Ariel would smoke hookah. In my eyes, she's a pro athlete who does everything right. Hookah doesn't seem right for her to do, but her favorite flavor is mango. So, we sat on the floor, ate hummus and smoked mango flavored tobacco. I've never experienced a nicotine buzz, and it was different. Ariel is fantastic. She's 18 but acts much older. She's brilliant and able to party. She told me about the time she drank way too much and got sick. What? I never thought Ariel would do that. She has the same sense of humor as Jason and I.
By the end of Sunday, actually by the end of Thursday, I was ready to come home. We left around 10am Monday morning and arrived home by 11pm. Georgia was fun but home is better.
