Final Post

When I started my blogging journey, I had 0 followers, a couple of pages views that were only from me, and I hated writing. In the beginning, I had no idea what to write about. I looked up good ideas to post about and couldn’t find anything. I asked my family and they didn’t know either so, I settled on writing about my life which is how I came up with My Life as Jaqi (obviously). While writing my first post, I realized it was hard to make posts interesting enough for people to read and long enough to meet the requirements.

Looking back on this whole blogging journey, I have realized that I have grown a lot. For the first month or so I looked at blogging purely as homework assignment. I didn’t think about people reading it other than my teacher. I would finish all three blogs the night they were due and I put minimal effort into writing them. Looking back, I realize that if I had put more effort into those post they would have been a whole lot better. Soon after that, I found myself running out of ideas. I scrambled to find something that would be worth reading to put on my blog and struggled to come up with things. I would ask my family what I should post and my mom said things that interested me. I began to do this and found that not only was it was much easier to come up with things to post, but also I was actually enjoying it. From these things I have grown. I have learned how if I put time into my writing, the outcome of it will be a whole lot better. I have also grown to realize that it takes time and I have learned how to manage my time to post.

About halfway through the year is when I became a whole lot more involved with my blogging. I was getting more views on my posts and when I was writing the ideas began to flow. This was the point I found myself wanting to blog and enjoying it. I grew into liking to write about my life and in my blog. I found it fun and exciting to share stuff with few people who actually read my blog. I also grew by writing more like myself. I started off writing very formally with proper english and more mistakes but I came to realize that gave me no voice and it was not very interesting. Writing more like myself put a voice into my blogs and my other writing. Writing my blog also helped me with things I had to learn so I guess, I grew as a person too. When I wrote things, the ideas would just keep flowing and I found myself writing some things not even I had realized yet. I would write things that I had to learn too which helped me grow as a person. Take my jealousy post for example. While writing that post, the ideas were flowing and I would write down something about not being jealous that I had to realize or learn too.

When the ideas began to flow while writing (Brandandmotar)

Now, where am I today? From where I started, I have gained many views on my blog, one follower, a greater appreciation for writing, and confidence with my writing. That’s where I am today. I have more understanding in writing and I have also help myself understand things from my blog while I was writing them. My writing has progressed much further than it was before and I enjoy writing much more because of this journey.

So, this will probably be my last post on this blog unless I change my mind and decided to post later. Thank you to everyone who read my posts.
Much love,
Jaqi

To want

Ambition. Defined as "a strong desire to of or achieve something, typically requiring determination and hard work”. So basically, ambition is wanting something enough to take action to do it. 

In the past, I never really understood what this meant. It was just a word vaguely known to me that had no importance. I thought it was just a goal and goals weren’t very important to me. I thought that things in life came fairly easy and nothing was very hard but I have found that I was wrong. I have found that ambition, is one of the single most important things in life.

Now, if you don't know already, I recently read a book called I am The Messenger. The book is about a guy who gets messages from someone telling him where to go and what he has to do. The main character's name is Ed and he's a very simplistic guy. Well, that's beside the point. Anyways, Ed has a friend and his name is Ritchie. Ritchie is young with no job, no achievements, and lives with his parents. Basically the definition of a boring guy. Now, there was one chapter in this book that made me understand the importance of ambition on a whole other level.

In this chapter, Ed is talking to Ritchie. His eyes are black and empty, He listens to a show every night over the radio despite anything that it says the radio is used primarily for noise. In this chapter, Ritchie explains to Ed that there is nothing he wants in life. He hasn’t got a job and he’s a disgrace to himself. He tells Ed that there is only one thing he wants, and that is to want. Ed then looks at Ritchie and sees himself.

Everyone has a goal but not everyone has ambition. The difference between goal and ambition is goals, are just something that you would like to do whereas, ambition is something you want to do and actually work to achieve it. 

Ambition- to go out and do (theschoollife)

In volleyball, lets just say that it was a very rough season. Many days we went home defeated from tournaments without winning a single game. I have just recently figured out what our problem was. Our attitude and ambition to get better in volleyball wasn't there. We all took things way to personally and didn't have a goal to get better and didn’t work hard enough. To be honest we didn’t really care. We didn’t care about how we played, if we won, or if we got better and thats what killed us. You need to want it so badly that it hurts and thats when you will get it. That’s ambition.

This brings me into how ambition goes along with attitude. If you want to achieve something, you can be constantly putting yourself down and saying you can’t do it. You need to stay positive and believe that you can do and that is how you will accomplish your goals. Not having ambition is keeping you from your full potential.

Basically the point of this blog was to let my reader know that you can’t only have a goal. You need ambition for it. You need a good attitude and then you can go out and achieve it. And as it is said, a

mbition is the path to success.

Storytime!!!

I reach for my back pocket and I feel nothing. Nothing is there. Where is it?

A couple hours before:

I was hanging out at my friend’s house and we decided to bus over to red stone. We hung out there for a few hours then decided to bus over to my house. We got off at the right stop and started walking up the hill to my house. Its a long dreadful walk and both of my parents were out to dinner and my sister was babysitting. we didn’t have any ride to get up the hill to my house so, My friends and I had to walk the dreadful walk up the huge hill to my house. It began to rain about 2 minutes into our walking. It sucked. About 10 minutes later a man stopped on the side of the road and asked us if we needed a ride. Now, you can call me crazy but my and my friends decided to take up the offer and get a ride up the hill from this man. (under the circumstances it was a good idea). Anyways, I carry my phone in my back pocket and as I stepped foot in his car, I felt my back pocket and I feel nothing.He was waiting so I got in anyways. I checked all around the car for my phone to see if it fell onto the seat or something and I found nothing.
Once we got to my house, I was checking everywhere for it. My backpack, all of my pockets, and anywhere I could think of. Nothing. I decided I would run back to where we were walking to see if I left it on the street. I ran down and saw no phone lying on the side of the road. I then went back home and waited for my sister to get home to see if she could drive me to see if we could find it. We still couldn't find the phone so we decided to give up for the night. In the morning we checked the street again but still, nothing. I called the bus station to see if I left it on the bus I took but they hadn't seen and iPhone come in to the lost and found. Now, you are probably thinking why didn't I just turn on find my iPhone? Well, first off, my phone was dead and secondly, I wasn't signed up for iCloud.

Monday rolled around and there was still no sign of my phone. I called the transit center again, the transit center lost and found, and the park city lost and found and it was't anywhere. I went to the police department to see if someone might have turned in in there but there was still nothing. I went back home in defeat and decided I had no other option but to buy and be phone. It was the same phone and it came two days later. Not only did I have to pay for this new phone out of my own pocket, but also, I had nothing backed up from my old phone and like I said before iCloud wasn't on. I had not pictures and no contacts so basically I lost everything that was on my phone. The rest of the week went by as normal and I was getting used to my new phone. I was fine with no pictures or contact because I could get more soon enough. The weekend came and I went to a volleyball tournament and hung out with my friends.
Now Sunday arrived. I lost all hope for ever finding my phone and knew I would never get it back. I was baking some cookies in the kitchen with my mom and the door bell rang. I wondered who it could be because neither me nor my mom was expecting anyone. She answered the door and I continued to bake my cookies. She was at the door for a while so I went to go look at who she was talking to. LITERALLY it was the wife of the man who drove me and my friends home and SHE WAS HOLDING MY PHONE IN HER HAND.  She told me she was looking for chaotic and found my phone in the crack of the seat. Keep in mind that I checked my pocket before I even got into the car and as I was in the car I checked too. I honestly have no idea how it ended up there but I'm just happy to have my pictures and contacts back. I also realized how reliant on my phone I am :).

Me with my friends and the phone that I post the found :)

Palm Springs

When the words "Spring break" come to mind, people often think of partying and going somewhere warm to spend time with your friends but, for me, it is the opposite. Almost every year, my family goes down to Palm Springs to spend time with my grandparents and it is always really fun.

We woke up bright and early on Sunday morning to drive on down to Palm springs. I was in the car with my mom and my sister. My dad was going to meet us down there later because he was at a golf tournament like the cool golfer he is. So my mom, my sister, and I drove the thirteen hour drive down to Palm Springs all day stopping at fast food restaurants for meals and gas stations for pee breaks. When we finally arrived, it was about nine o'clock and we were exhausted ( even though I slept for about eight of the thirteen hours). After we said a quick hi to our grandparents and headed off to bed.

My grandparent's pool where I chilled all day

I woke up at about 10:00 am and was starving soI headed to the kitchen and ate some good ol' Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I went back to my room, put on my swim suit, and sat in the pool for a hour or two. I soon became bored of just sitting there so, Megan, my mom, and I decided to head over to the store before we pick up my dad from the airport. Our first stopped was Barnes and Noble. I usually hate reading but there wasn't much else to do at my Grandparent's house except for watching tv because my grandparents usually golfed all day with my parents. I decided to buy the book I am The Messenger and read that for the few days that I am staying here. The next stop for us was whole foods where we picked up some food to snack on while we were hungry at the house. The last stop was picking up my dad. We headed over to the local airport and picked him up from his golf tournament. When we got home it was about dinner time and the dinner at my grandparent's house is exceptionally good. They are have an amazing chef to cook all of their meals and I am pleasantly surprised with each of them. Dinner tonight was a pork with wild rice and carrots. Pork is probably one of my least favorite things to eat mainly because it is very chewy, salty, and stiff but, this pork, was the best I have ever had. It was chewy and perfect and I got second helpings too.

Anyways, enough about dinner. The next day, I relaxed in the pool and read I am The Messenger the whole day and just chilled in the sun all day. It was very relaxing and I really enjoyed myself. Now I am going to describe the dinner because you know I love my food. Tonight was chicken and couscous. I actually really like couscous and chicken, well it is alright (I just don't like the chicken my mom makes shhh don't tell). But the chicken was pretty good and the couscous of course was amazing. The Next day, was our last day in the sunny Palm Springs so my sister and I obviously had to do a little spring shopping which lasted us all day. We bought tons of things to fill up our spring closet with. Now, this night, we went out for dinner. We went to a local Mexican restaurant and I order chicken tacos. They were pretty good except for the fact that the meat had a lot of fat on it which grossed my out a bit. I ate it with rice and guacamole and was still pretty happy with myself.
The next day we headed back home and I was excited to get back and see all my friends that I missed so dearly.

Jealousy

Jealousy: green-eyed monster (carriespalding)

Jealousy. It is probably one of the single biggest joy-sucking things in life. Jealousy is a natural thing but to be brutally honest, jealousy sucks. Its a killer. Being jealous of someone makes you very unhappy and it is a waste of time. Jealousy comes in different forms. There is being jealous of what someone has, and being jealous of what someone is. For example you could be jealous of a house or a car that someone owns or you could be jealous of their prettiness or kindness. But no matter how much we long after the achievements or looks of others we are still here in the same position that we were with the same looks we have. We can try our hardest to be them or look like them but it is pointless to want to be someone else. We spend too much time focusing on the possessions or looks of others that we don't spend time on ourselves and honestly all of this just hurts us. Jealousy leads to lower self-esteem and more issues with you have yourself that you had to begin with.

Lets say you see someone super pretty on social media. You then start to focus on looking like them and trying to wear the same clothes. You are investing all your time into someone who you are not. I mean, if trying to look like someone makes you happy, be my guest but if it is harming you and you spend all your own time on them and the jealousy you have for them you are hurting yourself.

So obviously I have now convinced you if you weren't already that jealousy sucks. Now how do we help it?

Focusing on yourself is one of the most important ways to get you mind off of that person. It is the first step to handling your jealousy. By focusing on yourself that it get your mind off of the jealousy that you have. You will begin to feel less attached to the feeling of it. Redirecting that attention that you are putting towards jealousy back to yourself. You will you become happier if you focus on yourself and not on other people. 

Another thing to do is consider yourself the object of someone else’s jealousy. This may sound a little wrong but it will put more confidence in yourself. Obviously don’t be rude about it and put all your time trying to look good just so other people be jealous of you. All I'm trying to say is make yourself think that someone else is jealous of you and boost your self esteem.

You may also want to consider distancing yourself from social media. Social media is full of people who are almost flawless and it is very easy to become jealous of them. If you spend less time on social media, you will be less likely to see those flawless people with items that could make you jealous therefore, you won't be jealous of them.

The last thing that you can do is change your point of view towards the subject. Change the way jealousy affects you. Let it be an appreciation for the person instead of envy.

The Stereotype of Makeup

Two-faced, fake, deceiving, and unconfident. These are all adjectives used by people while looking at someone with “too much” makeup on. Personally, I do not where that much makeup, I only wear a little bit but this is because of personal preference. People think makeup is for people who are not confident with themselves and are trying to hide their face to be someone who they are not. People think girls wear makeup if they are ugly and want to cover up their face. People think makeup is “false advertising” and misleading by showing everybody a face that is not yours but I completely disagree. The face that they are wearing is theirs they are just adding more to it. People where makeup for expression and for themselves.


Makeup is an art many people use makeup for themselves and do if for themselves to enhance their features. Many people get the impression that when a girl puts on makeup, she is trying to  impress someone. She is trying to impress a boy. She could be in fact trying to impress a boy but not everyone is trying to impress someone by wearing makeup. Just because you put on makeup doesn’t mean that you are trying to look good for someone. Some people do it for themselves because they like to look good or some people put it on because it is fun

When a girl is wearing "too much" (I say this in quotations because I do not think a person can be wearing too much makeup) others often try to stop her or.. actually... I'm not sure what the are trying to accomplish while saying this because it should not have any affect on their life but they say "Oh but your so pretty without makeup!". Then the person they are saying that to takes off her makeup and then gets told that she is ugly and and should cover up her acne. She then is back in the same place she started but with lower confidence.

Sometimes people don't wear makeup and when they get told they are ugly. They then listen to those people and put on makeup, but right when they do this people say it is gross how you can change your face like that and how you have no respect for yourself. They also say they have trust issues because of how different the person looks. These are inappropriate things to say. People are allowed to do what they want with themselves and shouldn't have to worry about what other people say.

Makeup. (giphy)

Putting makeup on your face doesn’t change the person you are. It doesn’t change you personality one bit with the exception of your confidence. It is a personal preference and if a girl doesn't want to wear makeup, so be it. If she's want to wear a ton, good for her. If wearing makeup makes someone more confident and happier with themselves then why should they be judged for that?

Basically what I’m trying to say is don’t judge people by their appearance. If they want to wear a buttload of makeup that is their decision and you do not have to have an input on it.

San Diego

Winter break came by pretty quick. When breaks drive my family and I usually use the opportunity to go on vacation. Since my sister is a junior, we decided we would visit some colleges. She knows she wants to go to college somewhere in California so we packed up our things and headed to San Diego. We stayed home for the Winter Break weekend then headed out on Tuesday. We decided to drive but I don't know why because I hate. Anyways, We got in the car at about 5:30 am and drove for the whole day and I did nothing except use a buttload of data. We arrived at our place at about 6:00 and then headed out to dinner right away. We walked to a local restaurant that was very small but it turned out to be really good. I ate a spicy burrito and was pleasantly surprised. After dinner we walked home and went to bed because we had a day that was packed tomorrow. 

I woke up, showered, and walked across the street to Mission Beach Cafe for a quick

Sunset on Mission Beach

breakfast and then I headed out with my family to University San Diego. Let me just tell you that place is gorgeous. The buildings remind me of Europe even though they are not European. The architecture is outstanding and I is one of the prettiest schools I have ever seen. We walked around the small campus with a tour group and got a good feeling of what the school was like. The were many restaurants for how small the private school was the campus was very clean. The only bad thing about it was we got the opportunity to look at a dorm room and I was actually repulsed. It was very gross and crowded. Anyhow, After touring the campus we stopped for a quick lunch then headed out. We got back to our place then walked down the street and shopped at the local shops for a bit. I got a shirt and a couple of stickers but thats about it. It was time for dinner and I was starved we headed down the street to World Famous. The pasta there was so amazing I ate until my stomach hurt and I could barely walk. My family agreed. We walked along Mission Beach back to our place. It was very very peaceful walk with the breeze in our hair and looking at the modern houses. When we got back home I crashed and was excited for the next day. 

My dad dragged me and the rest of my family along to a museum (I don’t enjoy museums

The window out of the museum

very much) It was a giant ship that was from WWII that was turned into a museum. I didn't want to go but once I got there I was glad I went. The beginning of the museum was very boring and was only airplanes but me and Megan (my sister) did get to ride in a simulator that flipped us all around while you pretended you were in an actual helicopter. We went up the stairs to more planes then went on a tour of the inside. This is when it got fun. We got to see all the rooms in the ship and actually get to feel what it was like. We went to the cheesecake factory for lunch it was too much that I had to take more than half of it home that I didn't finish. After lunch we went on as bike ride on the beach path. It was very relaxing and fun to just ride around and see the people, houses, and beach. That night we went to a dinner at a hotel which I expected to be below average but to my surprise it was a very good meal. I got sushi and devoured it in a second. 

The next day was our last day. We woke up late and had brunch at Mission Cafe then went down to University San Diego State. My cousin goes there so she gave us a little tour of it. It was a lot bigger and more spread out which made me like it better than University San Diego there was more campus life and it seemed a little more friendly and social. I really liked it there and I could see myself going there. We went out to a pizza place with my cousin for dinner then went home. The next day we packed up the car and left the great city of San Diego.

Dear Ideal Reader

Dear Zoe Sugg, 

Picture of Zoe Sugg (Zoella on youtube) (Image from Independent)

My name is Jaqi Turnlund and I am in the 9th grade. I found you on youtube a couple of years ago and you instantly interested my with your videos. I have a blog where I write about things that I do, rants, or pretty much anything that interests me which is kind of like what you do. That's why you are my ideal reader. You are the person that when I write, I write it specifically for you hoping that you will read it. First of all, I admire you because you are similar to me by posting stories about your life and the exciting things you do but also, because you are inspiring. From the point I started watching your videos, you have inspired me. Not because I want to be a youtube but by the type of person you are. You are inspiring because you don't care about what other people think about you. You have millions of subscribers on youtube and there are some pretty mean people out there so you must get hate but, I doesn't faze you. You keep doing what you love and nothing is stopping you from doing it. Another thing that is inspiring about you is you are real. Obviously you are literally a 'real' person but I mean you are real and not fake. You show your true self. On your vlogging channel, you have posted a video of you really upset and crying and you said "I am showing the real me" I think that is very inspirational because it takes a lot to post something like that an most people wouldn't do that. You showed people that you weren't the perfect person everyone thought you were. You also said "sometimes life gets too much and you just need a breather" which not only helps people but also shows that you are real. You are just very down to earth and real with who you are. Another reason I admire you is because you say things in your videos that are really cool and make me change the way I look at things and also, You are a very positive person and always seem to for the most part, stay happy. You always smile in your videos (with the exception of the one with you crying) and make everyone's day brighter. When reading my blog, I would hope you would look at things differently by some of my rants and opinions. Also I hope you would be interested in my life by my stories. I would hope that you come back to read my posts because you find that I am similar to you and my posts interest you. 

Thanks, 

Jaqi

FEAR

One of these days, possibly very soon, you will discover yourself standing on the edge of a cliff. Your whole life lies behind you. A life that you want to leave behind. Only, the future lies far below, so far that from where you stand you can't tell what it looks like. The only way to know for sure is by jumping off the edge and plunging into the unknown. But something holds you back. Fear. If you ask people what they fear they generally would say something generic like clowns. So what's my fear?

Over the years I have never been immensely afraid of anything to the severe. I mean yeah, spiders, heights, and dying did scare me but it wasn't too serious. I could always just smoosh a spider and its not likely to fall when you are at great heights. I was afraid of dying for a while but soon came to the conclusion that dying is going to happen to everyone eventually therefore, there is no reason to fear it; it is just a waste of time.

Over the last year I have found the thing that actually does scare me. Now, I know it is going to sound foolish or it is going to sound rash and its really hard to explain the reasoning of why but, I am afraid of dreams. No, I don't mean your dreams and goals in life. I mean the thing that happens to you while you sleep. But I'm not talking about a dream of you walking down the street and thats it. I'm talking about the feeling of waking up not knowing whether that was your real life or not. I'm talking about the fact that if you dream certain things, it means something. Or that time you had a nightmare and had to go sleep in your parents room. The fear of dreams is called Oneirophobia. Many people who have this to the severe often don't want to fall asleep but it is not that serious for me. Now one of the main reasons I fear this is because when I am dreaming, I can't control it. I can't control what is happening to me inside of my brain. Its like someone takes over for a while. Now this fear of mine is not to the point of where if I dream anything, I wake up terrified. I just shake it off most of the time depending on the type of dream. But when I start to think about it, like I am now, it genuinely scares me.

Dreams. (Tumblr)

 Now, I guess you can say that I am scared of sleeping and I guess that is slightly true. Even though I love it like every other teenager does, it scares me somewhat. Maybe its the vulnerability of it and how anything can be happening to you without you even knowing while being in a subconscious state. But it might be the things that I am capable of doing while sleeping. Like for instance the fact that I sleep walk. The fact that one time I woke up while I was running up the stairs. Or...funny story actually, A year ago on New Years I slept over at my friend Mckinna's house. I fell asleep on the couch and woke up back on the same couch so I assumed I stayed there the whole night. But to my surprise, in the morning, Mckinna's mom said that someone went into Aidan's (her brother's) room at about 7 a.m. She then went on explaining how that person came in, stared at him for a few minutes, then went into his bathroom, went to the bathroom, then left. While she was telling this story, I thought about how embarrassing for the person that would have been and I actually kid you not I thought to myself "thank god its not me!" Mocking then asked who it was and her, me, and our two other friends that were there turned around in wonderment. He then lifted his finger and pointed straight at me and said "It was her."
I know this may seem like a funny little story but it made me realize no one can know what they do in their sleep. I had no idea that I got up and walked around let alone went to the bathroom! So thats that. If you understand my fear, great. If you don't then... well... I don't know how else to explain it.

Thanks.

Mexico Pt. 2

Day 3: Beach day

Today, unlike the other days, was a very sunny day so my family and I decided to take a ten minute drive down to a new beach called Kupuri Beach Club. As soon as we got there I was quite hungry. But, I laid in the sun for about three hours then finally got my food. After I was completely full I decided to go into the ocean and body surf. I stood there then once a big wave came along, I got in a ready stance. Once the wave was close enough I would swim as hard as I could. I would catch the wave for about half a second but then it would pass tumbling me down into the sand while I got a mouth full of salty water. This was the cycle of me trying to body surf. I caught only one wave then about an hour later, headed back to my chair in defeat. We drove back home in our little golf cart and then headed out to dinner.

Sitting by the beach

Day 4: Salulita

The pretty flags in Salutila

Since the day was quite cloudy today we decided it wasn't a good day to go to the beach so we took the Twenty minute drive down to the little town of Salulita. When I arrived I looked up to see the variety of different colors of plastic flags that were lined all down the streets and it looked absolutely beautiful. We wandered down the streets looking at all the little shops as they pass by with my family buying a few things. I bought a beaded bracelet with a wave design, a couple of post cards,  5 multicolored beaded bracelets for me and my friends, and a dream catcher. We then went to eat lunch at a cute little restaurant located right on the beach. I ordered chicken quesadillas and they were out in a jiffy along with my mango smoothie. I was expecting pretty low quality food due to the looks of the run-down restaurant but to my surprise my food was quite good. After lunch we still had more time to kill so we continued to look around at all the shops and get ice cream as well. We spent about eight hours browsing around the town and eating lunch. After this we got home and I was beat! Who knew shopping could be so exhausting! We went out to dinner.

Day 5: Surf Day/ New years

Even though I am not very good at it, I really love surfing. So today I had the urge to go surfing. I asked my dad if he wanted to come with me the three hours later my dad and I were finally set out to go surf. I was pumped. I love surfing and I hadn't been surfing in an considerable amount of time. I hopped on my board and paddle out into the middle of the ocean. We shortly came to realize that the wind had died out. We still tried to surf but had no success and went back home tired and in defeat. I had wasted the whole day waiting to surf and surfing was second-rate. So, after that let down, it was time to go to our New Years Party! I would have rather been with my friends for new years but I was in Mexico and that was pretty cool. So, this was in the resort where I was staying at the St. Regis. I was called an all white party so I put on a white skirt and white shirt. We drove over there in our golf cart pretty quick then waited in a line to be seated at our table. Once we were seated, Megan and I were starving so we immediately went out to the buffet to go and grab our share of food. While scanning the tables I noticed that they were all seafood. And whats the only type of food I don't like? Seafood. I then scoped out a little table near the end which had Beef tenderloin. I grabbed a plate of that, a couple pieces of bread, and a bowl of potato soup, and made my way back to my table. I ate for a while and sat and watched as my parents eventually left the table and entered the dance floor. Then I watched my sister Katie do the same. So I sat there with Megan and talk for a while. Three hours later my family and I stood in a circle two minutes before midnight on the beachside then said our goals for next year and favorite part about the last year. About fifteen minutes later we drove home and crawled into bed.

Day 6: Lets go Paddle Boarding

It was my last day in the beautiful Punta Mita so I went to the beach for the last time. My sister and I laid out in the sun for a while then decided to take a quick paddle board ride. We rented some paddle boards at the beach club and set off. It was very relaxing and there was nice breeze. After my arms grew tired I laid down on the board and relaxed the the waves rocking by board and the relaxing sound of them crashing onto the beach. I headed back home after an hour and sat by the pool while listening to music. The day ended at that and we want out to dinner.

Day 7: Home.

I woke up early to get my last bit of sun in Punta Mita then packed up my bag to head home. Once the car arrived to drive us to the airport I said my goodbyes and left in peace. Bye Punta Mita, See you in two weeks. ;)

Mexico pt.1

I awoke quickly at 7:45 a.m, put on my clothes, and jumped into the car. When we arrived at the airport it was very crowded but I wasn't surprised considering it was the day after christmas and everyone was leaving town. Once we got past security, my family and I went to eat breakfast at a small restaurant near our gate and got on the plane by 10:30. The plane ride was boring (as always) because of the fact that I had nothing to do except sleep and listen to music. Hours later, we landed in Mexico in a very crowded area. It took about another hour for us to finally get off the plane and we waited in customs for some time then spent and little more time waiting for our bags. Then finally, we left the airport and started our hour ride to Punta Mita. Due to the fact that we had to wait many hours at the airport once we got to our house, I scarfed down some guacamole that was waiting for us at our place, then it was time to leave for dinner. For dinner, we went to a restaurant within the resort where we were staying called Sufi. The service was slow but the delicious food made up for the fact. For dinner, I decided to order ribs. I know, I know, I'm crazy for ordering American food in Mexico but to my surprise, they were actually quite good. In fact, probably the best ribs I have ever had. After dinner, we were all extremely tired so we went back home and I fell asleep immediately (after watching a couple episodes of Grey's Anatomy that is).

Day 1: Adventure day

Sunset after dinner

When I woke up it was cloudy. Now I shouldn't be complaining because in Park City it was in the negatives and I was in Mexico where is was warm. But I was expecting hot, sunny, beautiful weather. I decided since I was by the beach I might as well go there. So, my sister Megan and I hopped in the golf cart and went on down to the beach. When we arrived, I ordered a Burrito. I ate it all up but since it was so cold at the beach Megan and I went back into the golf cart to go home. Once we got home we soon found out there was hardly anything to do at home so, we decided to go explore the resort. For the third time, Megan and I got back into the golf cart and drove around. We brought our speaker played music while feeling the cold breeze on our face. We drove up and down all the roads and drove by the beachside until we became bored of it and headed back home.We laid in the sun until dinner. For dinner, we went to the local Beach Club and had chicken tenders. Yeah. American food again. Except these chicken tenders were amazing. They're honestly were extraordinary.

Day 2: Sun day

I woke up at a late time of 11:00 a.m the day was yet again another cloudy but the difference was that today was nice, warm, and barley windy. I wasn't in the mood to drive anywhere so I made a cold bowl of cereal and sat outside on a beach chair by the pool. I spent the rest of my day sitting relaxing in the sun and swimming in the pool. Later we went to dinner at a place called Blue Shrimp which was extremely delicious.