San Diego

So just got back from San Diego....(I mean HOW BORING!!!! Who would want to spend 3 days in 60 degree weather on the beach when I could've been in Seattle where it was raining?) Got to spend sometime with the fam and my friend Laura Ann.....saw Shamu...touched a bat ray...got attacked by a killer squirrel....I'm just excited I got to go get my rolled tacos and guacamole. BUT SERIOUSLY! I almost died. We were driving to San Diego from the OC and we stop at this viewpoint along the way. I'm minding my own business and Laura's taking pictures of the birds, when out of NOWHERE this psycho, bloodthirsty, rabies-infected demon of an animal runs and attacks me. I could clearly tell this beast was out to get me....I ran for my life (I had to push Laura out of my way...) and the whole entire time Laura is TAKING PICTURES of the devil squirrel, as if it were cute. BUT I knew underneath its fuzzy exterior was a killer. Don't worry I did get to San Diego in one piece. The rest of the trip went smoothly--thanks to MY superior navigating skills, though my mom refuses to believe. I did get yelled out, however, when Laura and I made fun of the Shamu show. I mean I have nothing against the whale, but the writers were a little cheesy....Just know guys, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IF YOU JUST BELIEVE! ; )