Maine was pretty cool- I met my cousins from England- so awesome! Rather... Like, 4th, 5th or 6th cousins, but you now how that goes. Wait, let me check. Oh man... they're only my 2nd cousins. How weird. Well, anyway, they're like... 40ish, with two little kids; Charlie, 4, and Ruby, 18 months. Both are adorable! And we know how much I despise little kids.

Anyway... I got mom to go on the Pirate Ship at the carnival up there- soooo much fun!!! YEAH! hehe She screamed so much, I hurt myself laughing. It was hilarious!!! And then, by some way of adrenaline, she decided that we had better go on it again. I was like... Whaaaa?? So she screamed her head off again and I laughed so hard I practically busta rib, and it was great! hahaha

I wish I was there right now. Laughing with my mum. Like we used to laugh, all of us. *shakes head* Dear Lord. Can you hear me here? Geez... It's not like I'm abused, it's just... I almost wish it was physical so at least I could have some bruises to show for how much it hurts- to hear them screaming, to feel the tension and never know which way to turn. Get in the car, turn the key, block it out with really loud music, escape from it all. Shiiiiittt... Where the hell is everyone?