Oh gosh. That was an awful summer. Cramming seven people into two hotel rooms for over eight weeks just plain sucks. The good point was that after a little while we at least got moved into the Marriot Residence Inn, which had one of the rooms as a nice split-level and nobody had to sleep on the floor, but then my grandparents decided to not postpone their visit from Michigan, so they got one of the rooms and all seven of us were crammed into the big room. And, I got my period for the first time as everybody was rushing to get to church and yelling at me to get out of the bathroom. And, I scratched my eyeball and got conjunctivitis in both eyes because the hotel pool wasn't as clean as it should be. The highlight of the summer was my four year old sister. Our (step)grandma (who had made it clear to us that we weren't as good as her real grandkids) was reprimanding Liz for not wanting to give her a bite of her frozen yogurt (she could have gotten her own from the fridge), and told her, "You're a very bad little girl!" The angel-faced cherub came back with "Well . . . well . . . you're a BAD GRANDMA!"
13 sucked. My 13th birthday was legendarily sucky too.
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Date: 2009-05-27 03:59 pm (UTC)13 sucked. My 13th birthday was legendarily sucky too.