This Is The Part Where You Find Out Who You Are

Its a new year. A fresh start some might think. Other might think, its just another day. You don't need New Years resolutions, because if you really wanted to change something in your life, you would have done it already. Or put an effort in to change something already. Don't make a change just to have a resolution, make a change in your life for yourself. Use this time to find out who you are, what your doing and what you need to do to stay happy. The world will continue to try and tell you who you are, until you stand up and show the world exactly who you're gonna be.

I always say I'll try to write a blog more, but then I get caught up in so many other things! There are so many ways to social network and let people know what you're thinking now: facebook, twitter, tumblr, instagram. Its all personal expression though, no one can tell you your opinions are wrong.


I have the best friends anyone could ask for, and I've just recently discovered that I'm not much without their love and support. Those are the type of people you want to keep around you, the people that have seen you at your worst, but bring out your best. The people that know you the best are the people that can call you out, and bring you back to reality. 


We all fear rejection, want attention, crave affection and dream of perfection. Our individual fears, wants, cravings and dreams are what make us different from each other. It what make you who you are and drives you to be better. If you have nothing to build on, you'll crack. 






 So here I am, obviously not working very hard:) But thinking a lot! 

So you goin to Bonnaroo?

It's 12:21am on June 15,2010. Jordan and Dean are watching Alice in Wonderland while Liam continues his final 13 hour driving shift and what has to be his 5th redbull as I sit and continue to be that amazing co pilot that I am while eating a spongebob popcicle. We're dirty, smell like who knows what and hungry as hell. But we were leaving behind a trip that we'll never forget. Nine days ago we left Newport Beach behind and embarked on a journey all but one of us has done before. With a trailer, three boys, one girl, and two boxes of poptarts we headed out towards Manchester, Tennessee for the Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival, sans Cory:(

I don't even know where to begin.



Our Walmart Tour Setup



I'll start at the beginning of the trip so everyone understand what we were dealing with. And no, I'm not just talking about DEAN. We all had our moments of forgetting, saying something dumb or just being ridiculous. But we knew we were officially on an adventure when Liam and I smelled something funky from the front seat, we turn around and Dean is spilling tuna juice on his pants! Ten minutes in! It wasn't until later...in Barstow that Dean realized her forgot his ticket and RV companion pass. Which put us all in a frenzy because no one wanted to turn back and drive an extra 4 hours totAl. We ended up getting it mailed out to Jordans friend in Johnson city in Tennessee which at the time we didn't know lived FIVE HOURS away from where we were going to end up. We got to Flagstaff around 11. I called the Walmart we were planning on staying at and asked if they allowed over night parking. They did. And that was good cause we were basically pulling into their parking lot at the time. That was after Jordan and I figure out we needed to pay more attention to the numbers on free way signs. The 67 is NOT the 40. And yeah, NONE of us realized we'd be freezing in flagstaff that night.



Dean and his sleeping bag



We headed out East the next morning. Well, after Liam jumped on Dean to wake him up and I coaxed him out of his sleeping bag. Jordan was ready to take the first driving shift. We soon came to the conclusion that the "loves" truck stop was hands down the best truck stop there is. Team Roo would now only go to Loves...unless they had no other choice. Randomly, Dean threw up on the 40 East with no explanation and claiming he felt amazing after. We love Dean. Jordan drove us thru the rest of Arizona and all the way to Alburqurque, where we made another Loves stop and let Dean drive. Where as a team almost made him go down a one waystreet with a trailer. I hadn't completely finished mapping out our trip when we put Dean behind the wheel. We all laughed when Dean made his comment " I've risked our lives twice and only been behind the wheel for ten minutes!!" DEEEEEAAAAAN! I started looking up crazy laws in Oklahoma that night while Liam was driving. Among a few others, we learned that Whaling is currently illegal in Oklahkma. Which we knew kinda ruined Jordans plans for the night! :)We ended up in Oklahoma city that night, where it was crazy windy. At a walmart. Ofcourse.



On the Road again



The next morning, after Dean told the nice lady at starbucks that we were heading to Universal Studios in Florida, we made our way to Little Rock. Dean's ticket ended up beating us to Tennesee, we just need a way to get it. I drove the shift through Memphis. As I drove over the bridge in Tennesee, i was amazed at how pretty a city could look after driving miles next to farmland. Theres a pyramid in Tennesee, bet ya didn't know that.

WINCHESTER, TENNESEE. By far the creepiest town in all of the middle of America. We drove through at 11:30 at night. And we definetly weren't wanting to stay. There was probably a population of 4. And that was only because there were four people in our suburban... It was a toy town. With a toy train track. Fake looking buildings. We didn't get any pictures, we don't want to remember it and that crazy Oldham theater.

We're probably completely over reacting due to our lack of sleep and how excited we were because we were finally in Tennesee. But with all the trees and no lights in this town, we were definetly Blair Witch Project Tennesee style.

We had four awesome days in Tennesee. Seeing bands from Atmosphere, to Mumford and Sons, to the Black Keys and back to Eminem and Lil Wayne. The heat was exhausting. The humidity was worse. The fact that we all slept in the camper till 8am when it got to hot, and moved outside to continue sleeping till the early afternoon was great. There were around 80,000 people at Bonnaroo. We made friends from all over. Most we'll probably never see again. Eminem was an amzing show, and I'm not saying I was surprised cause I'm a big Eminem fan myself. He looped between old songs and new songs, and never played a full song. Everything just blended into another. Neil Young was a once and a lifetime expierence to see. To watch him shred up on stage like he was with Buffalo Springfield made my weekend in Tennesee. I can't even begin to talk about how happy I was to see that show. A few songs into their set lightening began to strike and rain began to fall! If I were to write about every single event that happened at Bonnaroo, it would take up a whole nother blog, as if this one isn't long enough.

Bonnaroo

Bonnaroo was an expierence. I don't know how else to explain it. We set up camp and cruised, cruised hard throughout the weekend. We barely ate, no one wanted a hot burger in 97 degree weather. We seperated and made our own friends and also stayed as a team and laughed at the stupid things we had done before.


Home.



We romped through states on our way back, only stopping when we had too. Even I threw up out the window in Arkansas. We stayed the night in Oklahoma city. Where I was legitimately scared for our life in that camper. The fact that I thought a tornado was going to sweep us away was not comforting for sleep. We hit a tired tred on our way home, or more the tire tred hit us ofcourse. It knocked out one of our lights, which ofcourse we didn't notice until it got dark.

I made it through Texas without Liam kicking me out of the car, because I was determined to hit him for every out of state license plate I found. And also sadly pointed out every roadkill that I thought was a squirrel where he corrected me saying "It's not a squirrel its roadkill".

We made it through New Mexico, when the awning flew off the camper, and Lum and I walked the half mile back to grab it. IT. WAS. HOT.

We made it home safe. At 3:30 am Tuesday morning. We made memories we'll never forget. We were a random group of four people who wanted to have fun. We'll keep hanging out and reminiscing over what we did...and what we tried to do.

I'm probably leaving a lot of things out, infact I know I am. I can't write about everything, that would take days. I don't think I want to write about everything, some things will stay with us. Some things we'll forget. Either way, no one, other than us, will ever know exactly what went down in Bonnaroo.

Team Roo 2010.

It's only been six months...

SO ITS BEEN AWHILE. Like, 6 months been awhile. I thought I would have more to write about. I do. I know I do, because I still hate that word "SUP" and could write pages about it. I still dispise going to class, thank goodness thats over, and could write about that. But no one really wants to read about it.

IronMan Season started! Well, it started about a month ago. We're three races deep, and having such a fun season. I'm SO stoked on my junior boys. Even though they're not really juniors anymore. I'm pretty sure I'm the most ecstatic girl on the beach EVERY race.

My Boys

Over the last six months, a few things have happened. I've turned 21. Even though that didn't really change things...

I started a semester of school, and finished a semester of school. Do i want to go back? no. Will Pua kill me? YES. My boys in boat 302 has probably kicked your butt in some sort of paddling endeavor. And Tristen had ACL surgery.



And then theres some things that haven't changed. My three best highschool friends and I all live in different zipcodes still. Maddie, Jimi and I are still going strong at 309, Spencer probably still won't read my blog, and I continue to work at NAC...everyday...even if Billy doesn't want to see me. Other things have changed, and then other things stayed the same and we wish they would have changed. But we can't worry about the things we can't control. You just keep on going on. We can't change what people say, or do, and we can't change the way people act or think. We can only support who and what we want to support.



309

 Maybe, eventually I'll get around to writing about the shop stories, or the camping stories, or the office stories. Or I could keep them all to myself, and let you guys wonder whats going on in our little NAC world. However, if you're reading this you are probably already involved in my little NAC world so it really wouldn't apply to you now would it?

Well this is a new thing

After noticing the influx of people that were entering the blogging world, I thought I might give it a try. I was sitting watching a movie with Spencer and asked him "Hey if i wrote a blog would you read it?" He didn't hesitate to say no (great guy I promise). Even after I explained to him that I would write about many interesting things such as an every day life at NAC and all the funny shop stories that happen daily, he still said he probably wouldn't. Obviously the York opinion didn't stop me! 


I've been named the first pancake for awhile now. You know, the tester child. My father always jokes you throw away the first pancake, and its caught on with the boys in the shop. Calling me the first pancake and Tristen fedex. Maybe it has to do with her unique red hair? So here I am! First pancake and all! Just crusin' by for awhile. Doing what I do best in life...uh work at NAC? Well maybe not doing what I do best. I mean,  c'mon, being a dance instructor for a women's paddling team doesn't pay much. But I gotta say, I think I'm doing pretty well right now. I'm the only one of my sisters who ever has, and still holds on to, well...a job. I've done some traveling on my own. I haven't gone far though. After I buy the plane ticket, can't really afford the hotel so I gotta go somewhere where I know I'll get a couch! Soooo here we go Hawaii! And I have decided to go back to school, even though it was only a semester off it took a lot of pushin from some good friends to get me back to registering:)

I Don't think theres many people that know me better than these 3. Just sayin'

I love having my friends in all different places,  San Luis Obispo, Santa Barbara, Oceanside, Oahu. Different places, different people but always the same good time. I have a lot of opinions and a lot of sarcastic comments. I'm thinkin this blog thing may be a good idea. I've only got three weeks till school starts so lets go have fun! I'm glad Bobbie and Will are back in town. My little blonde bestie is back with me! oh, and Bobsled:)

After all the unthankful phone calls at early mornings or late nights because we forget the little 3 hour time difference, we're still inseparable when we're in the same state. Love you Bobbie!

Sure I've done things I probably shouldn't, right turns that make Malia wonder if I've even heard of the place we're supposed to be going. I've come up with ideas that make Jimi and Maddie think "Uhm. Who are we living with?" (plug in snowman army idea here). But hey, I'm twenty. I've been on an airplane more times than my mother, I've danced around more tables and chairs than my father wants to know about, but even though some may think I'm flighty and un-predictable, they know I've got my head on straight. And I have pseudo big sisters, a brother and a mens team to keep me in line. I'm very thankful for the amazing people I have in my life. 






So here's to a new blog, a new year and a new season of play time! xx