When i was 12 years old i was told we were going on a cruz and i got majorly excited. I wouldnt even stop talking about it. I kept counting down the days until that day finally came and we were leaving. I was so excited to have so much fun that I forgot about how we are on the ship in the water. I wasnt worried about getting sea sick; all I wanted to do was have a great time. Happily, this was the trip i remembered the most.
There was nonstop ice cream, drinks candy, everything! It was like i was in heaven. The weather was amazing and i was happy it didnt rain. I was EXTREMELY happy when I didnt have to share a room with my parents; just me and my two sisters. My friend came along with us and at times we'd have sleepover in each others rooms. It was great. i didnt like taking pictures though because i looked HORRIBLE and everyone would see them! we still have them now and whenever i look at it i say, " eww! I look different without make up! look how fat i was! " Sometimes i totally wish we never took them.
One day while everyone was at the pool, they were having contests like who had the hairiest belly (for men), who had the best beard and a belly flopping contest. My dad joined the belly flopping contest and so did about 5 others. Soon after, we were seeing who can do the best belly flop. This one guy was really chubby and when he jumped, he made a huge splash and got me wet. My dad and his friend were competing mostly against each other. My dad got so competitive that he stood on the head of a statue, high enough from the pool) and belly flopped into the water! His stomach was really red and once his friend saw him do that he was done. He couldnt compete with my dad. My dad abviously won and he got a plastic trophy. i was very proud and i took a picture with him. He was my hero.
One day when i was at the pool, i met a new friend, Haylee. she lived in florida and she was so nice. we became friends in a heartbeat. i met her the day her mom was playing a game called Fear Factor. she won and when she did the camera was all over her. u know me, i tried to get in every shot, which i did. if you look at the DVD we have, you can see me everywhere. Anyway, Haylee and i did everything. we went swimming, talked, walked around and even tried to meet other kids. she even met my mom and was allowed to sleepover in my room. it was great. but i dont know if she remembers me. Good thing is is that the day we were leaving, we got to eat breakfast together and say our goodbyes. The best part of it was that we saw dolphins out the window. they were jumping through the water. of course someone had to scream out " Dolphins" and a whole crowd of people sqwished us to the windo. We were there for about 5 minutes.
After the trip, i was sad because i wanted to stay there forever. when i got to school i shared my whole experience to the whole class. They were al amazed and said i was lucky. i showed them my souvenirs and my dad's trophy. they all thought my dad was crazy for doing what he did. Well i dont think he was. i was proud of him. One night my family and i watched the video we got and we laughed about how many times they saw ME. that was the best vacation i ever had and i will never forget it. Even today im hoping to go on another one
There was nonstop ice cream, drinks candy, everything! It was like i was in heaven. The weather was amazing and i was happy it didnt rain. I was EXTREMELY happy when I didnt have to share a room with my parents; just me and my two sisters. My friend came along with us and at times we'd have sleepover in each others rooms. It was great. i didnt like taking pictures though because i looked HORRIBLE and everyone would see them! we still have them now and whenever i look at it i say, " eww! I look different without make up! look how fat i was! " Sometimes i totally wish we never took them.
One day while everyone was at the pool, they were having contests like who had the hairiest belly (for men), who had the best beard and a belly flopping contest. My dad joined the belly flopping contest and so did about 5 others. Soon after, we were seeing who can do the best belly flop. This one guy was really chubby and when he jumped, he made a huge splash and got me wet. My dad and his friend were competing mostly against each other. My dad got so competitive that he stood on the head of a statue, high enough from the pool) and belly flopped into the water! His stomach was really red and once his friend saw him do that he was done. He couldnt compete with my dad. My dad abviously won and he got a plastic trophy. i was very proud and i took a picture with him. He was my hero.
One day when i was at the pool, i met a new friend, Haylee. she lived in florida and she was so nice. we became friends in a heartbeat. i met her the day her mom was playing a game called Fear Factor. she won and when she did the camera was all over her. u know me, i tried to get in every shot, which i did. if you look at the DVD we have, you can see me everywhere. Anyway, Haylee and i did everything. we went swimming, talked, walked around and even tried to meet other kids. she even met my mom and was allowed to sleepover in my room. it was great. but i dont know if she remembers me. Good thing is is that the day we were leaving, we got to eat breakfast together and say our goodbyes. The best part of it was that we saw dolphins out the window. they were jumping through the water. of course someone had to scream out " Dolphins" and a whole crowd of people sqwished us to the windo. We were there for about 5 minutes.
After the trip, i was sad because i wanted to stay there forever. when i got to school i shared my whole experience to the whole class. They were al amazed and said i was lucky. i showed them my souvenirs and my dad's trophy. they all thought my dad was crazy for doing what he did. Well i dont think he was. i was proud of him. One night my family and i watched the video we got and we laughed about how many times they saw ME. that was the best vacation i ever had and i will never forget it. Even today im hoping to go on another one
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