I love to sing! I really do! I am so hoping there isn't a secret camera in the van because you would see some serious belting of broadway songs. But my favorite part is watching all the drivers around me. Some laugh, some stare, but today I sung a duet! Not exactly sure who it was but they were also rockin out to some tunes! We smiled and danced in our automobiles. It was awesome. Although now that I think about it maybe you shouldn't let the crazy lady have the car that promotes Corban on the van...
Right now I am sitting in a room by myself because the high school counselor that I drove 3 hours to see forgot I was coming. It's fine. At least I get to stretch my legs for a bit. When I was driving to this town I didn't expect to see much. But you know who you can always count on!? McDonalds!! They are everywhere! Good thing, I was getting hungry!
Okay right now the van smells sooooooo gross! I am trying to air it out! The pizza I bought last night for the youth group is still hanging around. Old cheese... Luckily I brought febreez so I have been spraying the van and driving with the windows down. Go away smell!
This school was a bust! I am going to hit the road! Goodbye Oregon hello Idaho!
I will write more later! Oh, remind me to tell you about the sweet/kinda creepy old man at the gas station!
The creepy man yet kind of sweet man at the gas station: he was wearing an old fashion gas station uniform and he looked about 50. He read my name on the credit card it was funny though because he kept calling me Corban. Every time he asked me a question he would stick his head in the car. It was weird. He also gave me a sucker for "being a good girl." Creepy...
I LOVE MY HOTEL! It is so nice. I have a kitchen and it feels like a small little apartment. I could live here! Wait...
Last night I went grocery shopping and that was an adventure. First, I don't really like grocery shopping by myself. I am not good at it, and trust me you can be bad a grocery shopping. Second I was trying to beat the sunrise. I also failed at that. As I was taking in the groceries I was rink about the first story in The Gift of Fear book that we read. Yikes! But I am fine. Third, I locked myself out of my room and there was another rude man in the lobby. Maybe it was the same guy from Starbucks!
C Baker
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