Germany, Austria, and Italy for a music tour through my school. My dad said if i got chosen to go then my mom would have to come with me. I hate going places with my mom, she wants to stop every 3 feet and take a picture of someone or something and she thinks she's an amazing photographer and such. I won't lie, she's not horrible, but its overkill. We never get to do anything because all she wants to do is stop. But if her coming with is the only way i can go, then of course i'll say yes. Its really embarrassing too when she asks if she can "get a picture with the locals" and makes me go hug them for the picture... and she does this even if we are juts an hour from home.
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