Alaska Blog and Journals

I hate packing. I really do. When it comes down to what to take and what to leave it becomes a real pain in the ass. I love to travel don't get me wrong but I've been trying to figure out for almost a month and all my bags are still totally empty. I mean what the hell? This should really be that hard.

Going to Fairbanks, Alaska (for thoses of you who don't know) for about a week and as much as I'd like to go because my aunt is guaranteeing that it's going to be totally kick ass, which I don't doubt for a second because she knows how to have fun. But I really don't want to spend a whole week with my father because well we're not on the best terms since well forever or a least it feels that way. But that's a different story that I'd rather not divulge in. Also it would give me a chance to see how it is living alone, you know see if I'm a bit more responsible than my parents think I am.

Anyways going to check the weather report and then start packing. That is if I don't get caught up in something else. Most likely will happen cause I hate packing.

Later