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I don't know how long I have on here, so I might be extremely brief. I MIGHT be.

Yesterday was really awesome! In the beginning it kinda sucked, because me and my cousins and my cousin's friend wanted to go off by ourselves (we're all pretty old teens) but my mom made this huge deal about it. She yelled about the family sticking together. Then she said the other girls could go by themselves, but not me, since my mom didn't want me hanging around them. Now THAT'S what totally pissed me off.

My mom made it seem like I'm some dumb follower who has no mind. It hurt. She's always been like that. She didn't want me to be around certain people because she's afraid I'll drop all my values (or whatever) and become a prostitute. I don't know! I do know it's really annoying to be thought of like that. I don't know what I have to do to convince my mom that I'm my own person and not apart of a group.

So yeah, after that things went pretty smoothly. I didn't get to go on many big rides because A) people decided to go into the line when I was on another ride (waiting must be a skill my cousins haven't acquired) and B) I wasn't about to stand in line for two hours for a two minute ride. That's craziness.

Oh! There were a lot of Asian people at Cedar Point too! I mean, there were probably some German people working there too, but Asians always stand out to me. But I was wondering about their name tags. These people come from Hong Kong and China and Indonesia with names like Rebecca? Come on. I mean, I'm not expert on names commonly used in Asia but Becky?! I asked my mom if Cedar Point made them put different names on their name tags, but she said no. I'm not so sure. It just seems weird. Very weird.