MAXIMUM RIDE IS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

K that's really not the only reason for this post. Though MAXIMUM RIDE IS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes I am a psychotic maniac but is that your business? It's Tuesday and I as usual should be doing homework. But I wanted to tell you what happened in Chicago.
On the first day I woke up at 5:00 yes that is a.m. Then my dad and I drove to the buses. Then we went to this other school and picked up more kids then we were off. My friends and I didn't do that many interesting things on the bus. We mostly read and watched movies. After we got to Chicago we went to their Mexican town. In the Mexican town we stopped for lunch at a REAL Mexican restaurant. One was this awesome candy/pinata store. I got this pink and green pinata for my little sister. Then we went to the panadaria. For all you non Spanish speakers out there that is a bakery. After that we went to a dance class so we could learn some steps in traditional Mexican dances. It was really fun the teacher was awesome. Really she taught us to just go with the flow. Then we went and dropped our stuff off at the hotel. That only took a little while. Then we went to dinner at this mall. (Sorry don't remember which one.) After dinner we went shopping as in me and my friends, Nata and Ania ran all over the mall trying to find the best stores. Did you know that malls in Chicago are way better than the mall where I live? Well now ya do. Then we went back to the hotel and went to bed. The next morning we woke up and went to the Rainforest cafe for breakfast. Most of the time they don't do that though only for big groups with special requests.

K sorry for the interruption but I just wanted to say this:
I just kinda had an emotional breakdown. I mean it was really bad. Nobody really knows this but like half the school that I go to, but I cry really easily. Not just normal really easy but like my dad starts talking to me about doing better in Spanish (which happened this time) and I start trying to explain my position and I end up crying. One time my Social Studies teacher made me cry that was the pits. (If anyone knows that I am actually referring to a book when I say pits then your worse than me.) So right now I am all depressed because of the fight with my dad. I'm gonna vent now K? You can skip this if you want to. He always expects WAY too much. He should try going to my Spanish class. I am in second year HIGH SCHOOL Spanish isn't that enough for him? I hate that he never listens to me. He just expects that I can do DO's and IO's (sorry don't care if you know what I am talking about.) I just don't like it when I fight with him. He's my daddy and I love him. But he's never there and doesn't understand my life. I want he to cut me a break once in my life. K done venting.
OK I really do love my dad, but sometimes he gets under my skin.

Back to the trip. After breakfast we went to The Bean. It's this gigantic metal sculpture that looks like a silver bean. OK by gigantic I mean you can walk under it and look at yourself under it. Then we went to the National Museum of Mexican History. It was cool we heard a lot about Mexican History. After that we looked around at some murals we went to the miracle mile. Then we went to the Fiesta it was sooo much fun. There was lunch and dancing. There were a few games then as suddenly as it had started it was done. We left and went home. And here I am today. Any questions, comments, concerns? Just drop me a line. You know how.

love the world,

~Lola