Day One In Missouri.

Today was hectic. First event of the day was resisting to wake up early on the first day of my 5 day Thanksgiving break. My alarm went off at 6 a.m and I always have the tendency to sleep through it until at least 6:30. But this morning was special. I woke up at 6 a.m right when my alarm went of, because I had to finish packing. So my mother wanted to be out on the highway on our way towards St. Louis at 8 a.m. But of course, I guess I should have know, we didn't leave Hastings until 7:30, about a half hour late. Not to mention we had to go 45 minutes out of the way to go and pick my sister in Kalamazoo. So thats how the early morning worked out.


So we got to Kalamazoo and picked up my sister, she is currently sick, so I will be surprised if I don't die with the flu by the end of the week. So we left K-Zoo and started towards Missouri and we stopped at a gas station to pick a few thing up and fill the tires with air. Of course you can't have an 8 hour car ride without the car breaking down. After my dad turned off the car and got all on the stuff at the mini mart, he came back out, we were all packed up and loaded in the car and the car wouldn't start. He went to the trunk all pissed off looking for jumper cables, and eventually found that there were none. After going back into the mini mart, buying cables, and asking a few random people for a jump (and eventually getting one) we finally headed out.

So from about 8 a.m to about 11 a.m (the time change included so it was actually about 4 hours) we stopped and had the absolute worst breakfast in my life. From there we got back on the road and stayed on the freeway for about 3 more hours, stopping one more time for a gas and pee break, at about 4 p.m. Sitting in the back of my moms horribly uncomfortable Acura MDX and driving through the most boring state in the country. I was extremely ornery the whole time so that didn't help. Congratulations Illinois, you officially suck.


At about 5 p.m we finally got to my aunts house, and I am currently sitting on the couch listening to my dad and Aunt Jane tell awful knock knock jokes. I can't help but feel really out of place around my family here. Also to add insult to injury, I have to sleep on the couch, with my 3 year old cousin. Wish me luck. I'll keep you updated.