Miami…. really? is it THAT great?

Im excited.

No, really I am.

I’m going to Miami in a couple of days. It’s for my dad’s work and my cousins wedding. I’m going to see me family. im going to get out of this cold weather. Im going to see my cousin have the best day of her life.

Buuut, I’m also going to have to wear a swimsuit.

And, see my grandmas face fall when I walk in.

She doesnt like me that much. I’ve heard her say so. She doesnt approve of my “lifestyle”. She says Im a slutty, skater, who has no self control. I’m also a mess, bad example, and a future druggie.

Thanks Gran. Love you too.

I love the beach, and since we’re going to be on Miami beach, i’ll have to wear my (not so) favorite bikini. I cant wear another swinsuit, because apperantly my aunt spent a lot of money on it, so it’s now my assigned swimsuit.

It’s cute, but i’m not.

My aunt said”you’ve got the body for it, hun. Besides, it’s totally instyle!”

Wow, didnt know chubby thighsare in style.

for my cousins wedding, I get to be a junior bridesmaid.

It’s great. Really, I am legitly estatic.

But, again, self-contiousness. Why did she choose me?

Strapless dress. Beautiful. Not on me.

Oh well, It’ll be fun.

Really, it will be.

I’ll be okay.

One more thing.

There are so many memories of lost friends and family there. My cousin was lost in Afghanistan this year. Marines. LOVED the beach. We’re having a memorial thing. Also, I’m going to the beach where my old friend, Andrew(mentioned in a past post) kissed me. Miss him Forever. He loved the beach, especial this beach.

Reminds me of a lifetime movie.

Wish me luck. 🙂