16 hours, 960 minutes. However you look at it, it's coming up fast.

I'm officially packed up, but this trip still feels like I'm dreaming, and tomorrow, I will wake up and go to school like a normal day. But I won't.

So, here is the second part of my story:

So I started at Lincoln, and I was the only one there that knew about the trip. My parents weren't sure when they were going to tell the school. So I slowly told different friends at different times. But two weeks ago Monday, my mom went in to school and told Mr. Payne about my trip. Suprisingly, he was really cool about it. So that Thursday during 6th period, I got a note to show my teachers about the trip. I got assignments from all of my teachers, and I have some stuff packed for my classes.

So that's my big story. Yay!

25 Hours and Counting

This trip snuck up on me! It seems like just yesterday my grandparents were telling us about the trip. Now, it's so close! I keep making "lasts" for me. Like how tonight is my last night in my bed for 5 weeks. Like how tomorrow morning is my last shower here for 5 weeks. And a whole lot of other stuff. I shouldn't, beacause it makes me sad, but my mind doesn't stop thinking of these things.

For the people who I haven't explained it to:

I first heard about this trip when my grandparents told my family that they were going on a 35 day cruise. Of course, I was immidiately jealous. This all happened before I even knew that I got into Lincoln. I made a joke along the lines of "Can you get a suitcase big enough to fit me?" my grandpa replied that he would look, and then my WONDERFUL MOTHER spoke up. "If you can get her a ticket, she could go." That sentence put me in a state of shock. Seriously? So after calling Princess Cruise Line, my grandparents got me a ticket. Then I started at Lincoln, and my parents decided to wait a little while before telling them....

The sencond installment is coming in my next post.