Hey! I just took two very long journies, like Sokka, with my mother and sister, and, needless to say, I am fed up with all the inappropriateness and the fact that I can't stick my finger in my eye, oh, whoopie!

Stupid contacts....

Er, thank you to zutarababe, zukoxlover, and MoonlitxPursuit. Hmm. All my reviewers have two different words in their names. YES, I NOTICE that random stuff.

And I didn't get flamed for saying I hated Suki! I even got back up! "I was hoping she'd drown in her attempt to get the bell."

No, I need Suki around so I can make fun of her more!

I really liked Suki for a while, actually. Ya know, before she went all main character on us. Yue kinda acted like a Mary-Sue also, and we ALL love her. I wonder why. Maybe it's because she had to marry this jerk and we all felt sorry for her, or she became the moon spirit and she's just cool like that. Or maybe it's just because she doesn't say stuff like, "Oh, Sokka, I KNEW you'd come!" 'kisses'

Disclaimer: I own Avatar. (THERE! I SAID it! And no fanfiction security team is arresting me! EH!)

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Monday, June 14, 2009, 11:48 PM

INSERT LOCATION HERE

TO: yuethemoonspirit at moon. com

FROM watertribegenius at awesomeness. com

Subject: insert interest here

Hey....

Uh. I am SO EXHAUSTED.

We went to BARCELONA.

Yes.

So I will tell you about my day in Barcelona, then finish up about the party.

So once my dad finished CLAPPING, we boarded a train from whatever city we are in to Barcelona. The train ride was about two hours long, and I so wanted to talk about sex and condoms to my father during that time.

NO, I charged my iPod and listened to that for an hour and a half, at which point my dad yanked the earbuds out of my ears so he could talk to me, and I turned my iPod off, then my dad starts talking about, you guessed it, birth control and condoms.

So after about twenty seconds of that, I plug myself back into my iPod and turn on 'Forever' by that random group on the internet. I love those people, it sucks that their CD is so low on the charts.

BUT, before the Pink Goths could start playing, (I remembered the name!) my iPod flipping FROZE. I held the power button forever, but it wouldn't shut off, then I decided to just wait until it ran out of power.

Which sucked even more, since I JUST CHARGED IT.

So I had no choice but to listen to my dad ramble on about condoms and how I should always be prepared so I don't accidentally have to get married or something. (I really hope my dad isn't speaking from experience, because then I ruined his life.)

So we FINALLY got to Barcelona, and this is where I start to ramble. I will tell you about it at the same speed as my Nazi Tour Guide, er, father. This would be the day we were reading all those stories about that hundred-year-war we keep coming back to, where there was a big paragraph made of one sentence and we tried to read them really fast and take one big breathe when we were done.

Okay.

Ready?

Breathe....

And...

GO!

So, AGAIN, we are back to that hundred year war, we went to the statues of the peeps who did all that, yes, the drunken warrior I am named after, and the other people in the group, who, oddly enough, look a lot like us, but, you know, giant, white marble, oh, and Fire Lord Zuko had this flame in his hand that supposedly never goes out, it's to honor him for being so incredibly awesome and ending the war, then honor his memory because he was killed for ending thus war, and I was supposedly killed a few years after that by more terrorists, someone managed to protect Avatar Aang until he could breed with-get this- my sister, KATARA, then he died, so Katara and Toph were the only ones who lived full lives. (I asked my dad if he meant to name us after these people, and he looked at my with one of Katara's clueless expressions.)

Breathe...

Then we went into this Water Tribe shop (which is weird, we're in the FIRE NATION, but it's the country I hail from, so whatever) and there were these awesome white and blue parkas, and all this jewelry and funky incense and pot pipes, and my father dislocated my shoulder in yanking me out of that store, due to an infiltration on inappropriateness in his carefully planned itinerary, then he yanked me back onto the busy street, you know, where we could get mugged, and he looked around for some authentic Barcelona food, but after two or three minutes of that, I pulled him into a McDonalds where we scarfed double cheeseburgers, chocolate milkshakes, and a mess of fries. (Ah, it's good to be a man.)

You can breathe now.

So we (my father) studied the subway map and we (my father) decided to take the subway to Parc Guille, which has a bunch of artsy statues and stuff, which I actually thought would be kinda cool, then we sat in the subway forever, and once we got out we saw no park ANYWHERE, so we go into this funky little shop where my father asks this freaky old lady with blue hair about Parc Guille, who then started chanting and walking around me chanting, it was something child, something child, then my father took me to an appropriate shop where they were selling books, which I wanted to look through, but that wasn't happening, I guess, and the guy at the counter pointed at the sky when we asked about the parc.

Breathe now!

Following his detailed instructions, we went UP and found this giant stairway with both stairs and an escalator, going UP UP UP this hill, so high up the top was obscured by mist, so we weren't sure if we were going to Parc Guille or heaven to say hi to my mom, so we started up, me on the escalator and him on the stairs for the first half hour, then we breaked at one of these cafes, then we continued our journey, both of us on the escalator now, (would the verb be 'escalate?') for a while until we hit a sign that said 'Parc Guille'.

If you are not hyperventillating, breath....

so after we go past the sign, (that turned out to be a LIE) we hiked along this path with huge roots, which I at first cursed because I kept tripping over them and freaking out my dad, but later worshipped because they served as a means of holding onto the earth once the hill slanted to a ninety-five degree angle, then we could hear this cool music, which I sincerely hoped was not harps played by angels.

Breathe...

Parc Guille was really cool, with these (purposely wavy, and not just a sign I was delirious) walls all around the perimeter, made of awesome colorful tiles and things, and a bunch of statues and crap with people playing their music, my dad and I rested on a bench until we recovered, (perhaps a week later) and then we explored, there was actually this playground built into yet ANOTHER hill, the playground was just huge, it had to be at least five stories high, it was one of those professional playground thingies, it was so awesome my dad actually suggested we go into in, even though I will be sixteen in a matter of weeks and he is who knows how old, and it was actually pretty fun, since there weren't that many little kids, most of the people in there were other teenagers, then after that we wandered around a bit more, then we discovered a subway station, (hear this) FOUR blocks away, over FLAT terrain.

Breathe....

On the subway, I took a nap and my father held a conversation with himself (since I was no longer speaking to him) about how he needed to change our itinerary to take into the fact that we were only on stop three of like, a hundred and thirty, so when we pulled in he asked me if I wanted to go see architecture, visit a reptile museum, or go shopping.

Breathe..

I really wanted to go to the reptile museum (HAHAHA) but I thought it would be practical to go buy some new clothes, so we headed over to the market, where EYE got a new pair of jeans, they're awesome, dark blue with characters on the left leg, it spells out PEACE, which is awesome, my dad also informed me that my mother named me drunken warrior because it's derived from this other name, Sokha, which means peace, but I'm still mad at them, and I got YOU a nice beaded blouse, you are going to look very cute in it, and I got KATARA a ZEBRA THONG, well, I was, before my father violently snatched it out of my hand, so I got her this awesome headband.

BREATHEBREATHEBREATHE......

Then we got back onto the train, and for two hours I sat there, listening, AGAIN, to my father talk about birth control, and finally I just asked him right our if I was an unplanned pregnancy, he got all red-faced, so I could tell I was, he said they were married but didn't want to have a baby quite yet, but it's fine, and I just sat there, feeling unloved, (it MIGHT have something to do with the fact my name is drunken warrior) then we got off the train RIGHT as the boat was about to leave, and we dashed up there with seconds to spare.

OKAY! You MADE it! (That is, unless you are on the floor, dead.)

As you can see, being the result of too many drinks one night in Barcelona is very tiring, I was STARVING when I got back, so I had two whole lobster tails. I was actually going to have three, but Cristo the waiter moves so slowly didn't quite make it to the table with the third plate before Toph's mother forced all us kids up onto the deck to see the sunset, which was actually sort of cool.

So, where was I in the party last night before I was so RUDELY interrupted by Barcelona? Oh, yes! Twister boards!

So we were wandering around after we got tired of twister, we attempted to eat more chocolate, but our stomachs had a hard time handling that, so we decided to go up to the room Toph's parents rented (it's a lot bigger than OURS) and we passed the pool on our way out, where people were STILL throwing things, and Gilligan yelled at one girl to stop throwing things at King Posidon, and the girl apologized, but "isn't it supposed to be Neptune?" which was very amusing for us.

So after we stopped laughing, we went up to Toph's stateroom and talked about randomness in the boys room (Toph's parents didn't want Teo and Toph having sex or anything on this trip, so Toph has to sleep with her mom in one room, and Teo has to sleep with her dad in the other, but Teo doesn't mind because apparently her dad is cooler than her mom, they're just overprotective) then we were tired, so we all went back at like, one in the morning. (I don't know where her parents went)

So my story of last nights' party is over, there was ANOTHER party tonight, but I don't feel like describing it, we just danced, I didn't get raped, and we pigged out on fries. Suki also stalked me (she's a major STAR TREKKIE, which is annoying) so I was ready to throw myself overboard.

Okay, so my dad is giving me the LOOK, so I better get to bed. You BETTER email me again soon, or else...

Well, I can't threaten you, because you'll already be beating me up when I get home.

DON'T KILL ME! -Sokka

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I don't know where Sokka gets all the time to write these emails. Yue better respond to them!

That little exchange with the iPod, happened to ME, with my MP3, I was NOT HAPPY. And the song 'Forever' by the Pink Goths exists, but I have copyrights, so HAHAHA!

I wish we had a CD, that would be cool.

It would also be cool to get reviews! Just say hi or something, give me a review out of five stars or something, I'm sorry, but I love feedback!

Um, I'll see you guys later.