Travel Blog - Entry 1

Hellooo and welcome to my kinda sorta travel blog where it is going to be ME rambling about my month-long trip to Queensland!! :P

I intend on updating at least once every two days! I'll most likely be most active with my bulletin boards on the 12-hour road trip up. These are basically my normal blogs, just slightly more special! I'll try to add pictures of when, where, and what I'm doing. Ofc all these blogs will be posted a day or so after the actual events took place to keep my privacy.

Anywho what I am currently doing right now is breaking my back writing this on my bed with my laptop resting on my half-packed suitcase while listening to a fever you can't sweat out on my amazing cd player :P 

This is probably the first time I've ever gotten a suitcase to myself for a trip with my fam since my older sister always gets one to herself because of all her makeup and straightener and all that, so I always end up having to share with my mum leading me to under pack. BUT NOWWWWWWWWW since I have MY OWN suitcase I'm allowed to pack whatever I want!! Shame is one side of my suitcase is filled with my amp n cords n shoes and awh my cd finished.

 I put on Greenday (nimrod to be specific). 

But the other thing taking up a shitload of space is my gig bag since I plan on finally getting my own bass once I'm up there so I can stop borrowing from my schools, I'm only allowed to use it on the weekends! its hell!!! the other side of my suitcase is ofc, filled with clothes. I just have 2 more things I need to put in there but I can't yet because apparently some people are godddamn unreliable and can't do laundry productively. so now I have to wait for tmr morning to finish packing!

It also seems to lie my fam is unbelievably lazy since they're not packing till morning, I mean I guess they don't gotta worry as much as me since I'm staying there for a month and they're only staying for 5 days. Wondering where I'm gonna stay you wonder? My dad's house with my half-brother!! although imm not looking forward to sleeping on an air mattress... oh well I should've thought about that more before I decided to go on this trip. Staying at my dad's house is kinda scary.

(It's not even his house it's my uncle aka his brother)

Since I don't know the rules there and my dad's kinda ocd and OMG IM GONNA HAVE TO WASH THE DISHES WWITH MY BARE HANDS!!!! he's made me do it before with my sister when he still lived in the same state as us oml its always so horrible because the food feels so gross and its just so errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. The only fun bit is drying the plates, I think I'm used to washing plates now tho since I had to do it when I had food tech. I kinda volunteered to do all the washing... BUT THAT WAS BECAUSE I was the only one who could wash the dishes properly! well me and my friend, cuz the other kids in our group were I don't even know the popular girls or sum and they couldn't wash a dish properly to save their lives, let alone dry it. it was fucking pathetic.