STOP THE MADNESS!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SCREW THIS BLOG THING, SINCE I WENT ON VACATION I AM MORE THAN TWO WEEKS BEHIND! I FEEL LIKE I AM IN LA EVERY DAY, IT IZ SUMMER, WHY AM I WRITING A STORY OF MY LIFE EVERYDDAY? I HAVE TO STOP THIS BEFORE I KILL MYSELF!

Quandary Peak

Today was probably the most tiring days of my vacation. I climbed a mountain, more specifically, Quandary Peak. Quandary is a 14,265 foot beast, an 8 hour hike, the thirteenth tallest mountain in Colorado. The trail started out steep going through a mildly dense forest, then came into a huge boulder field, and then an upwards free-climb through more huge rocks, each covering about 1/3 of the mountain, and each one is obviously harder than the other. As I began the ascent, it was pretty easy, me and my brother were way ahead of every1 else in my family. While this was sustained throughout the entire climb, it became considerably harder as we went on. About half way, my sister had succumb to altitude sickness, and my mom's knee was acting up (she has a bad knee), so her and my sister turned back. My brother, dad, and I kept going pushing to the peak, by the time we had gotten to the peak, it was uncannily cold for the height of summer, temperatures in the 30s. After having a small lunch, giving us the much needed nourishment for the descent, we began to retrace our steps downwards. While the descent takes less than half of the time it takes to ascend, it is equally as hard, because by that time everything hurt, especially your knees. Under the tree line, you thought you were so close to the end of the trail, but with every turn came disappointment that you had to push on through. On the flip side though, that just made the REAL trail end so much more worth it. By the time I got back to my car, i was a shell, completely out of energy, and got in the car immediately and involuntarily falling asleep to get some well earned rest.

Da Divide

Today, after my brother finished his 37 minute goodbye buy his bimbo's car, we went to the continental divide. Through the Eisenhower Tunnel, and up a freaky mountain road that was little close to the edge for my taste, but I am in for a thrill anytime. Penultimately to our summit of the road, of course my dad had to swerve to be funny... Scared the crap out of my mom, made evry1 else to laugh... Of course when we got there, my dad was not content with taking a picture of the sign and driving on, we had to get out and hike up the mountains on either side. We didn't go that far, just enough to get to the snow! It had 3 years since I had smelled the specific smell of snow, seen the pure white of crystallized water, it rekindled childhood memories. After messing around there for a while, we couldn't leave without me on the divide facing one way and my brother the other, and spit. His went to the Pacific, his ocean (he was born in Western Colorado), and mine to the Atlantic, my ocean (You all know I was born in Eastern Pennsylvania).

EWWWW! Cooties!

By now we had settled into our rental house, almost as if it were our own (which it was for a week). I was wondering what we were going to do today... So I asked some1... and the answer came as MY BROTHERS GIRLFRIEND WAS COMING FOR THE DAY!!! She moved to Colorado a while ago and I thought I was rid of his bimbo, but she lived like an hour away and she was coming! She exactly annoying, but she was always worried about what we thought of her (...), which was pretty darn obvious, with the nervous laughs and everything. I was happy to hear that we were going into town to go shopping, SEPARATELY! We shopped around for the day, periodically finding them together, holding hands, cuddling on a bench, etc. They got home before us, and of course, his bimbo had crashed her car into a tree in our drive-way (... and it was pretty hard to his this teeny little tree). When we pulled in, she was freaking out, waving hands an all that stuff girls do when they are upset... It turned out that it was a teeny little gash in the bumper, that my dad got out with a rubber mallet. Then came dinner... this poor soul of a girl was allergic to CORN! I have heard of peanut, soy, and even sunlight allergies, but NEVER, EVER, a corn allergy... Apparently she stayed the night, cause I found her stealing my coffee in the morning...

Tuesday Travels

The first of two miserable days on vacation: DEPARTURE!!!!! We all know this day, the day that you have to get up early to catch that flight to your vacation destination! The day your mom makes your dad get to the airport three hours early, just so you can sit there! The day where you have to eat airport food and DRINK AIRPORT COFFEE! That is my day today... A 2 and a 1/2 hour flight to Denver (not very long, but a flight nonetheless), I personally love traveling, but it can be quite the hassle... Then you arrive at your destination, and you get your luggage, and ride the bus to your ever so far away rental car pick up (this airport doesn't have one of those cool little trams to the rental car places). I was happy that my dad got us a nice car at least, a literally brand new (he checked the miles) Cadillac Escalade, a 70,000 dollar American POS (don't ask, it just means it is a piece of crap basically). Finally we began the final stretch to Breckenridge (A grueling 3 hour drive from Denver). As you can tell, I HATE sitting in a car, and was extremely happy to reach our rental house. It was a 2,600 sq. ft., One car garage, 5 bed 2.5 bath house, that somehow is worth over a million... I guess the location was nice, surrounded by mountains, but it was still really close to other houses, I dont see how a simple location can raise the price of a house by over half a million... (My house is 3,800 sq. ft. and not even half a million, go figure). It doesn't really matter though, it was just a place to crash... (You can look at pics of it at http://www.coloradovakantie.be/
click on English, then the house at the top of the page, Gold King)

Sunday Shenanigans

Today was not more eventful than the day before, much to my dismay. I woke up at around 10:00 (I am starting to like this sleeping late thing), and sipped my morning coffee with my usual gusto, enjoying every last sip of extra bold Starbucksness. Then got dressed, and headed out into the great beyond (my dad never tells me where we are going), and arrived at the dreaded Haircuttery! I hated how the stylist always talks to you, while I personally have no desire to distract the person that could cut my ear off... Of course she cut it too short, so now I look a little weird, but hey, I guess it will all grow back...

Saturday of Repose

After all the excitement of the past two days , I came to enjoy a day of total relaxation. I did absolutely nothing today, I didnt get on the computer, didnt get dressed, didnt listen to music, most of this day was just spent getting some much needed R&R...

Day or Dream?

After being dropped off at my house by Blake's mom, I proceeded to have three cups of coffee as I mentioned before, but their attempts to wake me up came to no avail. Besides my sisters torture of making me watch the What NOT to Where Marathon for most of the day, I slept the rest of it away. Now after 15 hours of sleep ( A record for Da Morg), I am trying to separate the Dreams from the actual happenings of Thursday's Afternoon... But on the other hand, I did get my beauty sleep.

A LONG Night

7/12/07 7:00 Tinsletown:
Well... as sad as it sounds, Blake and I were out to crash our friends' birthday party. Besides being late, he got the wrong tickets, but with his boyish charm he managed to flirt his way into some new tickets, and they were for the same movie: The 7:10 Harry Potter 5. Finding the group in the very top row with exactly two seats left :) and we actually ended up sort of joining the group instead of crashing the party... No one seemed to really like the movie, it was mostly just txting, popcorn throwing, fake laughing, lap sitting, and just a generally good time. Then the movie was concluded with the usual unsatisfying ending that you know they put there becuz there iz a sequel. We said bye to the group, at the time not knowing that we would be seeing them that very night once more.

7/12/07 10:00ish The Kinney Mobile a.k.a. a car
While my dad THOUGHT he was just taking Blake and me home, what was actually happening is that I was staying at his house to further our intrusion on Bridget's Party.

7/12/07 10:30ish The Phillips Homestead a.k.a. Blake's House
With amazing timing, Bridget calls us just as we get out of the car, Bridget called and BEGGED us to come and have cake, and how could we say no?

7/12/07 10:30ish Keene Kave a.k.a. Bridget's House
Of course as we came in the ocean of girls were doing nothing except eat, eat, eat, chug two cups of soda at a time, eat, eat and eat. After the end of the food frenzy, they got into their PJs (I wasn't allowed to be in the room when that happened) and then Bridget opened presents. Then it hit me, I was the only person that did not give her something, and unwanting to be the scumbag, I whipped out my wallet and gave her the gift of $8 ( I know, how thoughtful). Then IT happened: BIRTHDAY CAKE! AHHHHHH! Eight girls about to be loaded with MORE sugar!:0! After cake there was a mad dash around the backyard, then inside and we were soon kicked out by Bridget for some reason that is not known to me.

7/12/07 11:45ish Phillips Homestead Backyard
Blake and I were back at his house jumping on his trampoline, talking to ppl at the party, and they were doing stupid stuff, hanging up on us every five seconds (*sigh* *girls*). Boredom overtook and we went inside.

7/13/07 Around 12:10 AM Phillips Homestead
Now in Blake's room, we were once again attempting contact with the girls, with little success . We pathetically watched Disney channel for like 30 minutes then we brought in the big gun: Guitar Hero II. While I was a complete amateur, only having played a few times. Struggling on even the easiest songs, we laughed at my extreme lack of hand-eye coordination. Then I watched Blake do the hardest song almost perfectly, which was hypnotizing because everything goes by so fast. With completely random and very brief calls from the girls, and the guitar hero, we burned through the midnight oil, pulling an all nighter, falling asleep at around 5:45.

7/13/07 10:10ish THE TWILIGHT ZONE jk, Blake's Car
Bridget called us and wanted us to come over, but Blake had to go to soccer, so I was driven home, and here I am now drinking my third cup of coffee...

Better than EVER

I added a ProjectPlaylist Music Player and a CBox to my blog, just to make it more awesome and enjoyable for you! Beat my blog CAROLINE! haha Mine is sooooo Much better.

ChatterBox =]]

Seriously feel free to leave messages, or chat with other ppl on my blog with my ChatterBox.

My ProjectPlaylist Music Player

Some of it is a little old, but all my personal favorites. :)

White and Nerdy- Does this need an explanation?

YYZ and Mr. Brightside- Just for Blake

Sadie Hawkins Dance- Just for you Rachel

Fergilicious- evry1 in our class remembers that faithful day in Ms. Goodwin's class.

I'm too Sexy-..., my "stripper" song.... hehe

Josh, Ashley, Bridget, Blake, Shane- Jump on it lol that wuz the best part of the skit.