Well, I managed not to save my previous sad/confused/angry sort of entry... but that's because I got frustrated with the "internet connection" that's supposed to be here in many forms, yet doesn't exist anywhere. And my dad keeps harassing me about it like I can make it magically work. Pah! But it's hard to be upset after a shower that's like a power washer. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing, because I sort of get the feeling that whatever dirt was on me, it's probably been pounded into me by the water, rather than washed off. I wish I had brought the right bags in... all my normal clothes are still in the minivan... along with my underwear. I just brought up my pajamas. I wasn't planning on laying here for several hours.
It's also hard to be sad/confused/angry/depressed when your hotel room (29 floors up) looks out over the entire city. And it's such a nice day out (a bit windy... not exactly warm). Blue sky, fluffy clouds. Water. Boats.
Why are hotel rooms always so cold? Maybe it's mostly because my hair is soaking wet, and my mom and sister just turned the air conditioning up. I guess I'll deal with it. I hope my trying to make the stupid connection work haven't completely messed up my computer's settings... because then I'll be insanely mad. My poor computer... maybe it doesn't like the ethernet. Though.. it better learn to, since it has to live on one at school. I hope the problem is with the hotel, and not my computer.
I can't believe I'm doing this... I should just go home.
It's also hard to be sad/confused/angry/depressed when your hotel room (29 floors up) looks out over the entire city. And it's such a nice day out (a bit windy... not exactly warm). Blue sky, fluffy clouds. Water. Boats.
Why are hotel rooms always so cold? Maybe it's mostly because my hair is soaking wet, and my mom and sister just turned the air conditioning up. I guess I'll deal with it. I hope my trying to make the stupid connection work haven't completely messed up my computer's settings... because then I'll be insanely mad. My poor computer... maybe it doesn't like the ethernet. Though.. it better learn to, since it has to live on one at school. I hope the problem is with the hotel, and not my computer.
I can't believe I'm doing this... I should just go home.