Caught somewhere between a boy and man.
She was seventeen and she was far from in between.
It was summertime in northern Michigan.
Love that song.
All Night Long by Kid Rock.
Anyway.
I'm here.
The past few days have been pretty good overall.
I don't remember Friday.
Saturday I went to a cookout with about 200 or so of my family members.
That was fun surprisingly.
AND CARLY WAS THERE!
I was excited to see her!
I hadn't seen her since school ended.
She was telling me something that Dr. Honeyslice said about me.
It was really sweet.
I was sooooo happy.
Anyway.
Then yesterday was Daddy's birthday.
We had a cookout for him.
The four of us.
And that sounds pitiful, I know.
But it was super fun.
Daddy said it was one of his best birthdays ever.
He was so excited and happy.
After we ate, Daddy and I walked to try to settle our food, and to get some exercise.
That was cool.
I hadn't seen him in a while long enough to really talk, and that walk was like making up for a couple of missed weeks.
Then he left.
We came on back down the road to the other house.
Then did nothing.
I stayed up late and talked to Twin.
Then Shane came over when he got done working on this video thing.
We talked for a few hours.
By the time I went to sleep, it was well after 5, and I woke up at 9.
That was 3 hours and a few minutes of sleep.
I've functioned plenty of times on fewer.
Anyway.
The power had gone out and came back on while I was snoozing away.
Shane slept until about 11:30.
Then we all sat here and did nothing until this evening.
We went out to IHOP to eat after we ran to the dollar store.
It.
Was.
Delish.
Love IHOP.
Then we chilled again.
I read in my new favorite book.
Shane worked on editing this video.
Mama watched TV and played on the computer.
Josh was on the computer.
I called Daddy.
The usual.
And we're still just chillin out.
Well I'm burning up right now.
Sweating horribly.
THAT REMINDS ME.
Yesterday when we cooked for daddy.
That. House. Was. So. Hot. It. Should. Have. Been. Illegal.
Seriously.
I swear it was at least 115 degrees in there.
I'm totally serious, no exaggeration.
It was in the 90's outside and walking out there was like turning on the air condition.
Literally.
I felt like I was in the sweat shop or something.
Ugh.
Oh well.
Daddy was happy, and I'll wipe sweat for the rest of my life if it means that I'll see him smile.
Same goes for Mama.
And Josh.
And Jesse.
And Shane.
And some others.
:]
Haha.
But the past few days have been good.
On the outside.
I'm still struggling on the inside.
I need to go talk to Shane about my current struggles.
I think I will.
He always knows what to do.
By the way, I know I mentioned my favorite book that I've been reading.
DEAR.
JOHN.
I LOVE IT LIKE NO ONE WOULD EVER BELIEVE!!!
Haha.
It's great.
I'm just getting to the big part now.
The saddest part.
But the entire book has been epically depressing, yet romantic, loving, and upbeat at the same time.
Haha.
Wow.
That sounds like my current range of emotions.
Crazy.
Anyway.
Tomorrow I have to go shopping with Daddy.
Looking forward to it :]
I love shopping period, and he's easy to shop with.
Yay.
So now I'm gonna go talk to Shane.
And try not to have a mental breakdown in the process.
SHABBA!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
"Soooo who else rode the Shakira train? I mean that's a tunnel that can't take but so many rail roads..."
Hey.
This is gonna be short again.
The past few days have been rollercoaster-ish.
I've been battling internal issues.
And no, I don't mean poop.
But I have someone new to help me through these issues.
Tehehe.
His name is Shane.
And he just happens to be amazing.
He's my favorite You-tuber ever, and we've been hanging out lately anddd yeah.
Anywho.
Wes and I split completely.
For a while, anyway.
He asked me to come to lunch the other day.
I reluctantly agreed.
We ate and he's like "So. What's up with us?"
And I'm like "You tell me."
"I think we need a break. I mean Allie, I still love you. I really do. So much that it hurts. But I just think we're starting to drive each other crazy because we need some time apart. Let's just do it as a test. As an experiment. Who knows what will happen?"
"Well what does this 'experiment' include?"
"Whatever you want it to."
"Wes, don't do that. What does it mean?"
"If you want to date someone else, be my guest."
"That's not necessarily what I was asking, but okay."
"And no, I don't have anyone else on the side that I'm seeing while we're on a break, but I can't guarantee that I'll stay single for a long time."
"Cocky much?"
"You know it."
"How long is this going to last?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"I don't know. Two weeks?"
"No. Longer. Three weeks."
"Why not just make it a month?"
He looked at me funny.
"Sure. A month. Then we'll meet up and see what it is then."
"Okay."
"And I'll come get my stuff that I need out of the apartment tonight."
"Okay."
"Okay then. Thanks for joining me for lunch. See you tonight."
"Why are we making this sound so formal? I mean did we not get engaged a few months ago? You're acting like we're total strangers. It wouldn't be so awkward if you didn't make it that way, you know."
"Whoaaa, I didn't see a crab on your plate but apparently it must have slid down into your pants! Where is THAT coming from?"
"I'm just aggravated that you're treating me like some random girl from 5th Street that you've never met before and clearly we're closer to each other than we are to anyone else in the world."
"True."
"So why don't you talk to me about why you're really angry, instead of all this 'month off' nonsense?"
"Oh so it's nonsense now?"
"It was nonsense to begin with, but I'm saying- why can't we sit down and talk about this like adults?"
"Well you see, that's kind of hard to do when half of the group doesn't know the meaning of the word 'adult.'"
"Yeah, your half! I mean we've been mad at each other for so long that I don't even remember why we fought in the first place."
"You spend too much time with Jesse."
"What?! THAT'S why you're mad?! First of all, I hardly ever see him! And secondly, he's my best friend, so what do you expect?"
"So he's worthy of more of your time than I am? That hurts, Allie. It really does."
"If you weren't so self-conscious, Wes, then maybe you wouldn't be hurt. I mean we just talk online mostly, and on the phone occasionally. If you want to see what we talk about, let me know and I'll show you our conversations. I mean its not like we're trashing you or anything."
"Also, I don't appreciate how you've just decided to get so attitudinal with me all of a sudden."
"Yeah, because you seem to be hiding stuff from me, and when I ask you what's up or what you've been up to all day you seem like you don't want to tell me. THAT's what I don't appreciate!"
"Well right about now, I don't appreciate you, Allie, and I don't think you appreciate me, or all that I've done for you either."
"That's what you think huh?"
"Yup."
"Well think what you want, Wes. I'm gone. If you decide you want me back, you know where to find me."
I walked out.
I don't need his mess.
I have Shane to help me.
He's awesome.
So yeah.
We had this hilarious night the other night.
Like okay.
We were just dancing around like idiots, and we started doing this really nerdy dance, and we got the idea to put on his nerd outfits that he uses for his videos.
So we each had on khaki shorts, a vertical striped dress-kinda shirt from Hollister, black rimmed glasses, suspenders, and black tennis shoes.
Then we were laughing and whatnot.
And all of a sudden I was like "Shane, if it weren't for these suspenders I would have my SHORTS ON THE GROUND, SHORTS ON THE GROUND, I'D BE LOOKIN PRETTY COOL WITH MY SHORTS ON THE GROUND, WITH MY BLACK-RIMMED GLASSES, KHAKI SHORTS ON, SHORTS HIT THE GROUND, PEOPLE CALL ME A NERD BUT I'M LOOKIN PRETTY COOL, WALKIN IN THE CLUB WITH MY SHORTS ON THE GROUND GET IT UP, HEY!"
I literally thought both of us would pee ourselves before we could get to the bathroom.
Soooooooooooo hilarious.
The funniest part?
He taped our funny nerd dancing and we also took pictures of our little nerd outfits and whatnot.
And he still had the camera on when I was doing my little song.
I had the nerdy movements to go with it too!
And I even did my nerd voice!
That squealy, nasal-ish one.
It's hilarious.
Andddd he said he was gonna put it on YouTube.
I dared him to!
Hahahahaha.
He's great.
So yeah.
Other than that, my life has been okay.
I went to Richmond on Saturday.
Relaxed on Sunday because we were all so tired from our trip.
Rode around and looked at super nice houses with Ma and went shopping on Monday.
Went to take stupid SOLs on Tuesday.
Went to the doctor with Mama on Wednesday. They think she might either have arthritis or fibromyalgia. I felt the pain for her :(((
So yeah.
Then today we went grocery shopping.
And hung out.
Then Laura came over and we had a super fun conversation.
Pretty fun stuffffff :]
And Shane's been staying with me for the past few nights.
That's cool.
He's here now.
That's awesome.
So we're gonna go do some random stuff.
Probably go clean up my room some more since it's terribly un-organized.
We were going through my closet earlier and basically played with my clothes and had bunches of fun.
And we didn't clean up from it so we'll probably go do that now.
Thennnnnnn I'll probably go to bed.
Seeing as how I have to get up early tomorrow to go to LHS to see TWINNNN !!!!!!!!!!
Oh how I love thee, Jesse.
So yes.
Tonight has been great and tomorrow seems to be playing out the same way.
SHABBA !
This is gonna be short again.
The past few days have been rollercoaster-ish.
I've been battling internal issues.
And no, I don't mean poop.
But I have someone new to help me through these issues.
Tehehe.
His name is Shane.
And he just happens to be amazing.
He's my favorite You-tuber ever, and we've been hanging out lately anddd yeah.
Anywho.
Wes and I split completely.
For a while, anyway.
He asked me to come to lunch the other day.
I reluctantly agreed.
We ate and he's like "So. What's up with us?"
And I'm like "You tell me."
"I think we need a break. I mean Allie, I still love you. I really do. So much that it hurts. But I just think we're starting to drive each other crazy because we need some time apart. Let's just do it as a test. As an experiment. Who knows what will happen?"
"Well what does this 'experiment' include?"
"Whatever you want it to."
"Wes, don't do that. What does it mean?"
"If you want to date someone else, be my guest."
"That's not necessarily what I was asking, but okay."
"And no, I don't have anyone else on the side that I'm seeing while we're on a break, but I can't guarantee that I'll stay single for a long time."
"Cocky much?"
"You know it."
"How long is this going to last?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"I don't know. Two weeks?"
"No. Longer. Three weeks."
"Why not just make it a month?"
He looked at me funny.
"Sure. A month. Then we'll meet up and see what it is then."
"Okay."
"And I'll come get my stuff that I need out of the apartment tonight."
"Okay."
"Okay then. Thanks for joining me for lunch. See you tonight."
"Why are we making this sound so formal? I mean did we not get engaged a few months ago? You're acting like we're total strangers. It wouldn't be so awkward if you didn't make it that way, you know."
"Whoaaa, I didn't see a crab on your plate but apparently it must have slid down into your pants! Where is THAT coming from?"
"I'm just aggravated that you're treating me like some random girl from 5th Street that you've never met before and clearly we're closer to each other than we are to anyone else in the world."
"True."
"So why don't you talk to me about why you're really angry, instead of all this 'month off' nonsense?"
"Oh so it's nonsense now?"
"It was nonsense to begin with, but I'm saying- why can't we sit down and talk about this like adults?"
"Well you see, that's kind of hard to do when half of the group doesn't know the meaning of the word 'adult.'"
"Yeah, your half! I mean we've been mad at each other for so long that I don't even remember why we fought in the first place."
"You spend too much time with Jesse."
"What?! THAT'S why you're mad?! First of all, I hardly ever see him! And secondly, he's my best friend, so what do you expect?"
"So he's worthy of more of your time than I am? That hurts, Allie. It really does."
"If you weren't so self-conscious, Wes, then maybe you wouldn't be hurt. I mean we just talk online mostly, and on the phone occasionally. If you want to see what we talk about, let me know and I'll show you our conversations. I mean its not like we're trashing you or anything."
"Also, I don't appreciate how you've just decided to get so attitudinal with me all of a sudden."
"Yeah, because you seem to be hiding stuff from me, and when I ask you what's up or what you've been up to all day you seem like you don't want to tell me. THAT's what I don't appreciate!"
"Well right about now, I don't appreciate you, Allie, and I don't think you appreciate me, or all that I've done for you either."
"That's what you think huh?"
"Yup."
"Well think what you want, Wes. I'm gone. If you decide you want me back, you know where to find me."
I walked out.
I don't need his mess.
I have Shane to help me.
He's awesome.
So yeah.
We had this hilarious night the other night.
Like okay.
We were just dancing around like idiots, and we started doing this really nerdy dance, and we got the idea to put on his nerd outfits that he uses for his videos.
So we each had on khaki shorts, a vertical striped dress-kinda shirt from Hollister, black rimmed glasses, suspenders, and black tennis shoes.
Then we were laughing and whatnot.
And all of a sudden I was like "Shane, if it weren't for these suspenders I would have my SHORTS ON THE GROUND, SHORTS ON THE GROUND, I'D BE LOOKIN PRETTY COOL WITH MY SHORTS ON THE GROUND, WITH MY BLACK-RIMMED GLASSES, KHAKI SHORTS ON, SHORTS HIT THE GROUND, PEOPLE CALL ME A NERD BUT I'M LOOKIN PRETTY COOL, WALKIN IN THE CLUB WITH MY SHORTS ON THE GROUND GET IT UP, HEY!"
I literally thought both of us would pee ourselves before we could get to the bathroom.
Soooooooooooo hilarious.
The funniest part?
He taped our funny nerd dancing and we also took pictures of our little nerd outfits and whatnot.
And he still had the camera on when I was doing my little song.
I had the nerdy movements to go with it too!
And I even did my nerd voice!
That squealy, nasal-ish one.
It's hilarious.
Andddd he said he was gonna put it on YouTube.
I dared him to!
Hahahahaha.
He's great.
So yeah.
Other than that, my life has been okay.
I went to Richmond on Saturday.
Relaxed on Sunday because we were all so tired from our trip.
Rode around and looked at super nice houses with Ma and went shopping on Monday.
Went to take stupid SOLs on Tuesday.
Went to the doctor with Mama on Wednesday. They think she might either have arthritis or fibromyalgia. I felt the pain for her :(((
So yeah.
Then today we went grocery shopping.
And hung out.
Then Laura came over and we had a super fun conversation.
Pretty fun stuffffff :]
And Shane's been staying with me for the past few nights.
That's cool.
He's here now.
That's awesome.
So we're gonna go do some random stuff.
Probably go clean up my room some more since it's terribly un-organized.
We were going through my closet earlier and basically played with my clothes and had bunches of fun.
And we didn't clean up from it so we'll probably go do that now.
Thennnnnnn I'll probably go to bed.
Seeing as how I have to get up early tomorrow to go to LHS to see TWINNNN !!!!!!!!!!
Oh how I love thee, Jesse.
So yes.
Tonight has been great and tomorrow seems to be playing out the same way.
SHABBA !
Friday, May 21, 2010
Eenie-Meanie-Minee-Moe Lover.
I'm having the time of my life today during "Hate Allie Day."
It only seems as if a few people are participating today, though.
I appreciate that.
If you don't care about me, or don't like me, or are annoyed with me, or any of the similar, please say so now.
Thank you.
--Twin- Don't get worried haha. I'm not talking about you! Just a few other people. Ugh.--
SHABBA!
It only seems as if a few people are participating today, though.
I appreciate that.
If you don't care about me, or don't like me, or are annoyed with me, or any of the similar, please say so now.
Thank you.
--Twin- Don't get worried haha. I'm not talking about you! Just a few other people. Ugh.--
SHABBA!
Are We An Item? Girl Quit Playing.
I swear, I love the Biebz.
But the more I watch this parody of Shane making fun of him, the more I fall in love with Shane and out of love with Bieber.
Hahaha.
Hey.
It's me.
So the past few days have been interesting.
We'll skip to today.
Woke up.
Got ready.
Went to Daddy's.
Fixed his TV.
Almost shattered my tailbone.
I fell down the steps.
It hurt pretty bad.
At first it was excruciating.
Then it went away and I didn't feel anything.
Then like 4 hours ago I moved and tried to dance and it was like "CLURCCKKKKKKKKK" and hurt like cuhrayzee.
Anyway.
Went to the other house.
Went to Grandma's.
Sat there for a while and talked to Uncle Joey and Aunt Charlene.
They came up for a visit of sorts.
Then Mama and I left.
Went to Radio Shack.
Went to Goodwill.
Saw THE cutest guy in existence.
UGH!
Anyway.
Then we went and got chineseeeee :]
In Lorinburg.
Then came home.
Josh didn't get home until 10 something.
Then as he was turning onto the road that leads to another road, to another road, to our driveway, he got another call.
He ran in and got a pack of crackers since he hadn't eaten anything ALL DAY which is his fault.
Anyway.
Went out on that call.
Got back around midnight.
And now we're all still awake.
I'm about to go to sleep though.
And I talked to Twin.
That was much-needed and appreciated :]
I love him ever-so much.
So yeah.
That was today.
Oh!
And I had this big blow up because Ruthie was harping on us riding to Rightfield with her.
And Mama and I are like "So if we're not good enough to ride to Fairlanes, we're not good enough to ride to Rightfield."
So then she got mad.
Of course.
And then wanted to get smart.
"Can I speak to your MAMA? Where IS she?"
And I'm like "On the phone with Josh. He needed directions to somewhere because the GP--."
She cut me off.
"Well, tell her she needs to HANG UP THE PHONE with Josh and talk to ME. She talks to him all the time and she needs to talk to ME right now."
I.
Thought.
I.
Was.
Gonna.
Have.
To.
Go.
LeQueesha.
On.
Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Thankfully I walked out of my room and Mama was off of the phone.
She had just hung up with Josh, apparently.
I handed her the phone and just sat down.
I was so angry I was shaking.
And I was like "Ummmm, okay. I understand that you're her sister. I also understand that she talks to Josh a lot. But A.) who are you to judge who Mama should and should not talk to, when she should talk to them, and how often she should talk to them? B.) WHAT is so important that you had to talk to her? I mean we were having a decent conversation before you decided to go all... I don't even know. C.) THANK YOU for judging Mama's actions and ONCE AGAIN trying to control her life. Your efforts are greatly appreciated. I mean, without you, what would we do? We'd have no reason to be mad! Thank you, again.
That's how I felt.
Plus a few other things that I won't mention.
Ugh.
So pissed.
So so so so so so so pissed.
Like a toilet.
I was pissed like a toilet.
Like you don't even understand!
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Then later she called back and wanted to be all nice and stuff because a.) she knows she's wrong and b.) she needed my help with MapQuest.
I'm like "I just LOVE the way you work, Aunt Ruthie. Really. I mean, how EVER did you find out the secret to being so maniacal and sneaky and nosey?????? I'd like to know."
Anyway.
Then I was trying to work on some GPA stuff.
Trying to figure out if I was going to graduate Magna Cum Laude or Summa Cum Laude.
I'm totally not sure.
I think it'll be Summa Cum Laude if I work hard enough.
But that means MAJOR studying.
I'm like "Uhhhhhhhhh, I kinda want to have a life. AND I have work at the firm. Fun."
But who knows?
Anything can happen.
I kinda hope I do graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I'd be totally and extremely excited for Magna Cum Laude.
Don't get me wrong.
But I just... it would mean the WORLD to me to graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I don't know why it means so much to me.
But it does.
So yeah.
Should be interesting.
Then I tried to calculate what I think my GPA will be when I graduate.
EPIC ! FAIL !
Seriously.
I'm just giving it up for tonight [DE].
I'll work on it later.
As long as I'm at least Magna Cum Laude I'll be fine.
OH!
I wrote some OSTG the other day.
And Twin loved it.
I have to admit, it was pretty good.
Not to sound conceited.
But I kinda liked it :]
So yeah.
Lets just hope I can keep up this work ethic for this next scene.
It's going to be EPIC !
But hopefully missing the "FAIL !"
Tehehe.
SHABBA!
But the more I watch this parody of Shane making fun of him, the more I fall in love with Shane and out of love with Bieber.
Hahaha.
Hey.
It's me.
So the past few days have been interesting.
We'll skip to today.
Woke up.
Got ready.
Went to Daddy's.
Fixed his TV.
Almost shattered my tailbone.
I fell down the steps.
It hurt pretty bad.
At first it was excruciating.
Then it went away and I didn't feel anything.
Then like 4 hours ago I moved and tried to dance and it was like "CLURCCKKKKKKKKK" and hurt like cuhrayzee.
Anyway.
Went to the other house.
Went to Grandma's.
Sat there for a while and talked to Uncle Joey and Aunt Charlene.
They came up for a visit of sorts.
Then Mama and I left.
Went to Radio Shack.
Went to Goodwill.
Saw THE cutest guy in existence.
UGH!
Anyway.
Then we went and got chineseeeee :]
In Lorinburg.
Then came home.
Josh didn't get home until 10 something.
Then as he was turning onto the road that leads to another road, to another road, to our driveway, he got another call.
He ran in and got a pack of crackers since he hadn't eaten anything ALL DAY which is his fault.
Anyway.
Went out on that call.
Got back around midnight.
And now we're all still awake.
I'm about to go to sleep though.
And I talked to Twin.
That was much-needed and appreciated :]
I love him ever-so much.
So yeah.
That was today.
Oh!
And I had this big blow up because Ruthie was harping on us riding to Rightfield with her.
And Mama and I are like "So if we're not good enough to ride to Fairlanes, we're not good enough to ride to Rightfield."
So then she got mad.
Of course.
And then wanted to get smart.
"Can I speak to your MAMA? Where IS she?"
And I'm like "On the phone with Josh. He needed directions to somewhere because the GP--."
She cut me off.
"Well, tell her she needs to HANG UP THE PHONE with Josh and talk to ME. She talks to him all the time and she needs to talk to ME right now."
I.
Thought.
I.
Was.
Gonna.
Have.
To.
Go.
LeQueesha.
On.
Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Thankfully I walked out of my room and Mama was off of the phone.
She had just hung up with Josh, apparently.
I handed her the phone and just sat down.
I was so angry I was shaking.
And I was like "Ummmm, okay. I understand that you're her sister. I also understand that she talks to Josh a lot. But A.) who are you to judge who Mama should and should not talk to, when she should talk to them, and how often she should talk to them? B.) WHAT is so important that you had to talk to her? I mean we were having a decent conversation before you decided to go all... I don't even know. C.) THANK YOU for judging Mama's actions and ONCE AGAIN trying to control her life. Your efforts are greatly appreciated. I mean, without you, what would we do? We'd have no reason to be mad! Thank you, again.
That's how I felt.
Plus a few other things that I won't mention.
Ugh.
So pissed.
So so so so so so so pissed.
Like a toilet.
I was pissed like a toilet.
Like you don't even understand!
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Then later she called back and wanted to be all nice and stuff because a.) she knows she's wrong and b.) she needed my help with MapQuest.
I'm like "I just LOVE the way you work, Aunt Ruthie. Really. I mean, how EVER did you find out the secret to being so maniacal and sneaky and nosey?????? I'd like to know."
Anyway.
Then I was trying to work on some GPA stuff.
Trying to figure out if I was going to graduate Magna Cum Laude or Summa Cum Laude.
I'm totally not sure.
I think it'll be Summa Cum Laude if I work hard enough.
But that means MAJOR studying.
I'm like "Uhhhhhhhhh, I kinda want to have a life. AND I have work at the firm. Fun."
But who knows?
Anything can happen.
I kinda hope I do graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I'd be totally and extremely excited for Magna Cum Laude.
Don't get me wrong.
But I just... it would mean the WORLD to me to graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I don't know why it means so much to me.
But it does.
So yeah.
Should be interesting.
Then I tried to calculate what I think my GPA will be when I graduate.
EPIC ! FAIL !
Seriously.
I'm just giving it up for tonight [DE].
I'll work on it later.
As long as I'm at least Magna Cum Laude I'll be fine.
OH!
I wrote some OSTG the other day.
And Twin loved it.
I have to admit, it was pretty good.
Not to sound conceited.
But I kinda liked it :]
So yeah.
Lets just hope I can keep up this work ethic for this next scene.
It's going to be EPIC !
But hopefully missing the "FAIL !"
Tehehe.
SHABBA!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Boutta Go Thriller Mike Jackson On These Nigguhs.
All I need now is a f*ckn red jacket with some zippas.
Love that line.
I just adore the reference to Michael Jackson.
Even though it cusses a lot.
Oh well.
Just thought I'd say.
Thank you for everyone who participated in Hate Allie Day!
I understand how much fun everyone had in this way,
And I'm sure a few of you would like to make it a holiday!
Just saying.
That's how I feel right now.
I mean if you don't care, just tell me.
Don't pretend to care.
And don't blatantly act like you care, when its quite obvious that you don't.
But can SOMEONE please show just an ounce of caring for me?
I mean I take the time to care about other people's problems.
And I'm not at least worthy of a little bit of reciprocation?
I guess not.
SHABBA!
Love that line.
I just adore the reference to Michael Jackson.
Even though it cusses a lot.
Oh well.
Just thought I'd say.
Thank you for everyone who participated in Hate Allie Day!
I understand how much fun everyone had in this way,
And I'm sure a few of you would like to make it a holiday!
Just saying.
That's how I feel right now.
I mean if you don't care, just tell me.
Don't pretend to care.
And don't blatantly act like you care, when its quite obvious that you don't.
But can SOMEONE please show just an ounce of caring for me?
I mean I take the time to care about other people's problems.
And I'm not at least worthy of a little bit of reciprocation?
I guess not.
SHABBA!
Monday, May 17, 2010
"We're Goin' Off Tonight, To Kick Out Every Light."
Jam.
Yeah.
So today was a big blob of nothingness that was much appreciated.
Mama and I just laid around.
I watched Shane vids a lot.
Then I cooked dinner.
Pinto beans and put some butter on some hot dog buns we had and broiled them.
YUM.
Then I watched more Shane vids.
Thought about a lot of stuff.
Worked on some OSTG.
Thought more.
Watched Shane to make me stop thinking so much.
Fantasized about when Shane and I are married how I'll be able to release all of my feelings to him and not keep them stored in my brain.
I honestly can't wait.
I mean my brain is big (not to sound conceited), but not THAT big.
I'm having like an overload lately.
I need help.
Booness.
SHABBA!
Yeah.
So today was a big blob of nothingness that was much appreciated.
Mama and I just laid around.
I watched Shane vids a lot.
Then I cooked dinner.
Pinto beans and put some butter on some hot dog buns we had and broiled them.
YUM.
Then I watched more Shane vids.
Thought about a lot of stuff.
Worked on some OSTG.
Thought more.
Watched Shane to make me stop thinking so much.
Fantasized about when Shane and I are married how I'll be able to release all of my feelings to him and not keep them stored in my brain.
I honestly can't wait.
I mean my brain is big (not to sound conceited), but not THAT big.
I'm having like an overload lately.
I need help.
Booness.
SHABBA!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I Knew When We Collided You're The One I've Decided Is One Of My Kind.
Love that song.
Hey Soul Sister by Train.
Just makes me bounce and head bang softly because its that kind of song.
<3
Yoooo.
So I've been so busy/upset/angry/rahhhhhhhh that I haven't had a chance to blog, and I apologize for that.
Anyway, the past few days have been hectic.
Friday that whole internet squabble went down.
Immature and idiotic.
Whatever.
Saturday I don't remember.
Sunday was Mother's Day.
We woke up early, went to breakfast at Shoney's, then to Walmart, then home.
Mother's Day was great, unnnnntil we get a phone call.
"Grandma," the caller ID read.
So I'm not sure if I mentioned it, but basically the entire family is going to Fairfax on Friday for Tessia's graduation from GMU.
Sounds fun, right?
Not when you're going with my family.
So the original plan was that my mom, grandma and I were gonna ride up there and back with my aunt (Tessia's mom).
She has a huge Tahoe, and she told us from jump that we could ride with her if we wanted, and we agreed.
So on Sunday we get a call from my grandma.
My aunt is there in the background.
Hoopin' and a'hollerin, talkin about "I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ROOM IN MY VEHICLE FOR EVERYONE'S ASSES TO RIDE IN IT SO I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YALL ARE GONNA DO BUT YOU'RE NOT RIDING WITH ME!"
And grandma's all shook up.
Mama's like raging with fury.
And then no one could give us a clear total on the nights we're staying and how much the hotel room was supposed to be.
Come to find out the reservations got all screwed up because NO ONE FREAKING ASKED US and we're only staying one night whereas everyone is staying two.
Grandma is rooming with us.
She gets the bed.
Mama and I get the FREAKING sleeper sofa thingy.
Which I despise epically.
Anyway.
So guess who has to rent a car to go to Fairfaxxx?!?!?!
WE. DO.
And the room.
Get this.
$130 for ONE NIGHT.
And it's not oceanfront.
It's not on a river.
Not on top of the Great Wall of China.
Nothing.
And we have to pay $130 to go up there for our presence not to be appreciated?!
Yeah, that makes sooooooooo much sense.
That girl could care less if we're there or not.
She probably doesn't want us there.
"Well, she's all excited about everyone coming up there and... and... and..."
Yeah, except us.
Mhm.
Yeah.
Keep talkin that blah, blah blah.
But I'm not listenin, in, in.
So yeah.
Mom got all upset.
I got horribly upset because of the situation and because of the fact that Mama was upset.
I was just like UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, you know?
Anyway.
Monday was pretty interesting.
Roller coaster day.
We went to the Goodwill.
Found a few things.
Went to another Goodwill.
Found some things.
I found out that I had drool spots on my hoodie, and would you not know that they looked like CUM STAINS?!?!
They had to be up near the top of the hoodie.
Near my mouth.
Insinuating that Wesley missed.
Thanks.
Anyway.
Then we came home.
And of all things, I dropped the most beautiful bowl I'd ever seen.
Glass went everywhere.
Including my foot.
I thought I had cleaned it all up, and was walking around barefoot a few minutes later.
Stepped on a very little piece of glass.
So now I have a lovely gash in the bottom of my foot.
It. Hurts. Like. Cuhrayzeeee.
Ughhhhhhh.
Swear it felt like I'd been shot on the bottom of my foot when it happened.
I screamed and almost cried.
And in the process of getting the glass out, I scratched my thumb all up and that hurts pretty badly now too, but its better.
Got blood all over the place, including my nails.
I was pissed.
As if I wasn't upset enough about the fact that I broke the beautiful bowl.
I had to go through the punishment for it.
Ugh.
Anyway.
Then Jr came home.
And gave me great news.
I might be getting a new car soon :]]]]]]]
I'm super excited about that.
Because I want oneeee haha.
So yeah.
Best part of my day.
Tuesday was yesterday and I don't really remember it.
I know we went somewhere, and somewhere, and then we went and made reservations for the rental car.
That's really all I remember because I was so upset about it.
OH I REMEMBER!
Yesterday I had to go to Bedford because daddy had an appointment for his thingamajiggys.
I forget what they're called.
Either way I went with him because he wanted me to.
Then he dropped me back off at home.
After we went to the Dollar Tree and Walmart.
Then we came down the road and did the rental car thingy.
So today Mama and I went to her appointment.
She had to have bloodwork done and she had a doctor's appointment.
So that was interesting.
Left there, went to Mad Heights and got a biscuit at Hardees.
Country Hammm<3
Then we went to Goodwill down there.
Yes, I'm aware that we're Goodwill fanatics and addicts.
Anyway.
Left there.
Went and ate Mexicannn.
Delish.
His name was Armondo.
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. :]
Anywayyy.
Left there and went to Walmart.
Got food and makeup and stuff that we so desperately needed.
Mostly stuff for Fairfax.
Then came home because we were exhausted.
I tried on my dress that I'm wearing and put on the shoes with it because I was convinced that it wouldn't work but turns out it will.
Then Jr came home.
I started buffing my nails because I'm gonna do them in a little while.
I'd already have them done now, but Mama isn't cooperating :/
Blahhh.
Either way they're getting done.
So then Melody came up here.
Super blahhh.
Then Jr got a call.
And of all things, we passed Mr. & Mrs. Trayborne in. the. truck. with. him. on. the. way. to. a. call.
And we're technically not supposed to ride with him.
So yeah.
Ridiculous.
So we got the car, were about to drop it off, and the phone rang again.
Mrs. Trayborne.
Mainly because of insurance reasons, we're not allowed to ride.
:[[[[[[[[[[[[[
But Mama and I totally had a feeling we shouldn't go, and turns out we shouldn't have.
Boooo.
But he didn't get in trouble.
And we're still most likely gonna ride, but mainly at night, providing there are no extra passengers who need to ride too.
So yeah.
Then he got another call.
We got that one.
Dropped it off.
And its been quiet since.
I'm kinda glad, actually.
I don't really feel like going out right now.
So yeah.
Here I am.
I'm about to go clean up some stuff.
And pack everything since I haven't yet.
Then take a shower and all that jazz.
I guess I'll do my hair and nails tomorrow since that's apparently what Mama wants me to do.
I gotta get my hair did and my nails dun!
Yeah.
I'm epic.
Hopefully I'll get to talk to Twin tonight.
I miss him dearly.
I know he's enjoying the SAP, but for whatever reason my IMs don't seem to be going through :/
Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
:[
Oh!
Wesley and I are even further split apart right about now.
He had something to say about the fact that I've been running these towing calls with Mama and Jr.
I had a few words to say back to him.
And he basically told me that he wished we never got married and that he had never met me.
I said "In perhaps your most favorite words, 'the feeling is mutual'" and hung up.
He texted me and was like "You're a bitch".
I texted back.
"Why thank you, I know I am. You always liked that about me. But then again, that was when I was YOUR bitch. But now that I'm not, you have an attitude that's not appreciated."
"Well neither is your face."
"You're funny. Your face, presence, attitude, or dick are not appreciated."
"You never had those feelings before about my dick when you were screaming so loud the neighbors learned my name."
"That's when you were on Viagra, remember? I think it all went to your big ass head and made it even bigger than it originally was."
"If that's what you think fat ass, go right on ahead and think it."
"You never had a problem with my ass before. 'More to grab onto, more to kiss, more to love,' you always said."
"That's before you found the fried Twinkies and Oreos at Walmart."
"Go to hell, Wes!"
"I win."
"The hell you do."
"And what makes you say that?"
"I said 'Go to hell,' not 'I'm done with this conversation.'"
"Well I wasn't done when you came so quickly every time either, was I?"
"What is with you and the sexual jokes Wes? Is that really the only defense you can put together that's strong enough to defeat my argument?"
"Leave it to you to go all lawyer-ish."
"Leave it to you to be immature."
"You DID call me a dirty little boy, but you also called me BIGGGG daddy. What a contradiction..."
"Wes, you are officially on a new level of ridiculous. Go fuck your whore of a sister and let her call you whatever the hell she wants. I'm done with you, and your penis that's so small I had to break out the microscope AND the magnifying glass."
And no reply.
I think I did pretty well.
:]
SHABBA!
Hey Soul Sister by Train.
Just makes me bounce and head bang softly because its that kind of song.
<3
Yoooo.
So I've been so busy/upset/angry/rahhhhhhhh that I haven't had a chance to blog, and I apologize for that.
Anyway, the past few days have been hectic.
Friday that whole internet squabble went down.
Immature and idiotic.
Whatever.
Saturday I don't remember.
Sunday was Mother's Day.
We woke up early, went to breakfast at Shoney's, then to Walmart, then home.
Mother's Day was great, unnnnntil we get a phone call.
"Grandma," the caller ID read.
So I'm not sure if I mentioned it, but basically the entire family is going to Fairfax on Friday for Tessia's graduation from GMU.
Sounds fun, right?
Not when you're going with my family.
So the original plan was that my mom, grandma and I were gonna ride up there and back with my aunt (Tessia's mom).
She has a huge Tahoe, and she told us from jump that we could ride with her if we wanted, and we agreed.
So on Sunday we get a call from my grandma.
My aunt is there in the background.
Hoopin' and a'hollerin, talkin about "I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH ROOM IN MY VEHICLE FOR EVERYONE'S ASSES TO RIDE IN IT SO I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL YALL ARE GONNA DO BUT YOU'RE NOT RIDING WITH ME!"
And grandma's all shook up.
Mama's like raging with fury.
And then no one could give us a clear total on the nights we're staying and how much the hotel room was supposed to be.
Come to find out the reservations got all screwed up because NO ONE FREAKING ASKED US and we're only staying one night whereas everyone is staying two.
Grandma is rooming with us.
She gets the bed.
Mama and I get the FREAKING sleeper sofa thingy.
Which I despise epically.
Anyway.
So guess who has to rent a car to go to Fairfaxxx?!?!?!
WE. DO.
And the room.
Get this.
$130 for ONE NIGHT.
And it's not oceanfront.
It's not on a river.
Not on top of the Great Wall of China.
Nothing.
And we have to pay $130 to go up there for our presence not to be appreciated?!
Yeah, that makes sooooooooo much sense.
That girl could care less if we're there or not.
She probably doesn't want us there.
"Well, she's all excited about everyone coming up there and... and... and..."
Yeah, except us.
Mhm.
Yeah.
Keep talkin that blah, blah blah.
But I'm not listenin, in, in.
So yeah.
Mom got all upset.
I got horribly upset because of the situation and because of the fact that Mama was upset.
I was just like UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, you know?
Anyway.
Monday was pretty interesting.
Roller coaster day.
We went to the Goodwill.
Found a few things.
Went to another Goodwill.
Found some things.
I found out that I had drool spots on my hoodie, and would you not know that they looked like CUM STAINS?!?!
They had to be up near the top of the hoodie.
Near my mouth.
Insinuating that Wesley missed.
Thanks.
Anyway.
Then we came home.
And of all things, I dropped the most beautiful bowl I'd ever seen.
Glass went everywhere.
Including my foot.
I thought I had cleaned it all up, and was walking around barefoot a few minutes later.
Stepped on a very little piece of glass.
So now I have a lovely gash in the bottom of my foot.
It. Hurts. Like. Cuhrayzeeee.
Ughhhhhhh.
Swear it felt like I'd been shot on the bottom of my foot when it happened.
I screamed and almost cried.
And in the process of getting the glass out, I scratched my thumb all up and that hurts pretty badly now too, but its better.
Got blood all over the place, including my nails.
I was pissed.
As if I wasn't upset enough about the fact that I broke the beautiful bowl.
I had to go through the punishment for it.
Ugh.
Anyway.
Then Jr came home.
And gave me great news.
I might be getting a new car soon :]]]]]]]
I'm super excited about that.
Because I want oneeee haha.
So yeah.
Best part of my day.
Tuesday was yesterday and I don't really remember it.
I know we went somewhere, and somewhere, and then we went and made reservations for the rental car.
That's really all I remember because I was so upset about it.
OH I REMEMBER!
Yesterday I had to go to Bedford because daddy had an appointment for his thingamajiggys.
I forget what they're called.
Either way I went with him because he wanted me to.
Then he dropped me back off at home.
After we went to the Dollar Tree and Walmart.
Then we came down the road and did the rental car thingy.
So today Mama and I went to her appointment.
She had to have bloodwork done and she had a doctor's appointment.
So that was interesting.
Left there, went to Mad Heights and got a biscuit at Hardees.
Country Hammm<3
Then we went to Goodwill down there.
Yes, I'm aware that we're Goodwill fanatics and addicts.
Anyway.
Left there.
Went and ate Mexicannn.
Delish.
His name was Armondo.
Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. :]
Anywayyy.
Left there and went to Walmart.
Got food and makeup and stuff that we so desperately needed.
Mostly stuff for Fairfax.
Then came home because we were exhausted.
I tried on my dress that I'm wearing and put on the shoes with it because I was convinced that it wouldn't work but turns out it will.
Then Jr came home.
I started buffing my nails because I'm gonna do them in a little while.
I'd already have them done now, but Mama isn't cooperating :/
Blahhh.
Either way they're getting done.
So then Melody came up here.
Super blahhh.
Then Jr got a call.
And of all things, we passed Mr. & Mrs. Trayborne in. the. truck. with. him. on. the. way. to. a. call.
And we're technically not supposed to ride with him.
So yeah.
Ridiculous.
So we got the car, were about to drop it off, and the phone rang again.
Mrs. Trayborne.
Mainly because of insurance reasons, we're not allowed to ride.
:[[[[[[[[[[[[[
But Mama and I totally had a feeling we shouldn't go, and turns out we shouldn't have.
Boooo.
But he didn't get in trouble.
And we're still most likely gonna ride, but mainly at night, providing there are no extra passengers who need to ride too.
So yeah.
Then he got another call.
We got that one.
Dropped it off.
And its been quiet since.
I'm kinda glad, actually.
I don't really feel like going out right now.
So yeah.
Here I am.
I'm about to go clean up some stuff.
And pack everything since I haven't yet.
Then take a shower and all that jazz.
I guess I'll do my hair and nails tomorrow since that's apparently what Mama wants me to do.
I gotta get my hair did and my nails dun!
Yeah.
I'm epic.
Hopefully I'll get to talk to Twin tonight.
I miss him dearly.
I know he's enjoying the SAP, but for whatever reason my IMs don't seem to be going through :/
Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
:[
Oh!
Wesley and I are even further split apart right about now.
He had something to say about the fact that I've been running these towing calls with Mama and Jr.
I had a few words to say back to him.
And he basically told me that he wished we never got married and that he had never met me.
I said "In perhaps your most favorite words, 'the feeling is mutual'" and hung up.
He texted me and was like "You're a bitch".
I texted back.
"Why thank you, I know I am. You always liked that about me. But then again, that was when I was YOUR bitch. But now that I'm not, you have an attitude that's not appreciated."
"Well neither is your face."
"You're funny. Your face, presence, attitude, or dick are not appreciated."
"You never had those feelings before about my dick when you were screaming so loud the neighbors learned my name."
"That's when you were on Viagra, remember? I think it all went to your big ass head and made it even bigger than it originally was."
"If that's what you think fat ass, go right on ahead and think it."
"You never had a problem with my ass before. 'More to grab onto, more to kiss, more to love,' you always said."
"That's before you found the fried Twinkies and Oreos at Walmart."
"Go to hell, Wes!"
"I win."
"The hell you do."
"And what makes you say that?"
"I said 'Go to hell,' not 'I'm done with this conversation.'"
"Well I wasn't done when you came so quickly every time either, was I?"
"What is with you and the sexual jokes Wes? Is that really the only defense you can put together that's strong enough to defeat my argument?"
"Leave it to you to go all lawyer-ish."
"Leave it to you to be immature."
"You DID call me a dirty little boy, but you also called me BIGGGG daddy. What a contradiction..."
"Wes, you are officially on a new level of ridiculous. Go fuck your whore of a sister and let her call you whatever the hell she wants. I'm done with you, and your penis that's so small I had to break out the microscope AND the magnifying glass."
And no reply.
I think I did pretty well.
:]
SHABBA!
Monday, May 3, 2010
It'll Have You Callin' Non-Stop.
Song lyric from one of my formerly favorite jams.
"One Shot."
Loveee.
Hey.
It's me.
Just thought you might like to know.
So I can't think back any farther than yesterday.
So we'll start with that :]
So I went to a cookout/birthday party/all that jazz.
For my Uncle George and little cousin Krysteana.
She's adorable.
Most of the time.
Anyway.
It was funnnn!
Got to see all of my favorite cousins near my age.
Well, on my dad's side.
We did our usual.
We all hung outside together in the yard.
There were like 30-50 other adults there.
Perhaps more, perhaps less.
I didn't take roll haha.
Anyway.
Bailey and I sat on the swing and tried to tan.
Even though I had on jeans and we both had on tennis shoes.
Our arms and faces were trying.
Hahaha.
We were semi-successful by the end of the day.
But anyway.
Kelsie and Shay and Lorenzo and Charlique and Andre were there.
And then everyone gathered together to pray.
Then we ate.
DELICIOUS, as usual.
Barbara is the best cook EVER.
So we all went downstairs in the basement and ate.
Per non-usual, but whatever.
It was fun.
Andre, Shay, and Lorenzo decided to take off and go somewhere for a walk.
And we were just sitting in the basement acting dumb.
Kelsie and I pretended to be extremely wetoddid.
It was quite comical.
Somehow, we actually scared Charlique and Bailey.
When we were done being scary, we decided to go on a walk and try to find the other cousins.
Make sure they weren't doing a "one two three, not only you and me..."
If you know what I mean.
:P
Hahaha.
Anyway.
We walked all the way down this subdivision where we went before and caught frogs.
But to no avail.
Then we walked back.
Helped Barbara a little bit.
Sat in the basement and talked.
Brought Alyssa and Krysteana downstairs with us to play with their little toys.
I love them both<3
Anyway they played and we talked.
Then they wanted to go back upstairs.
So we took them up there and walked outside.
People were asking us where the other cousins were, and we didn't know.
So we decided to go look for them again.
Low and behold, we step over the hill and see them walking our way.
With this other jerk.
I think his name was Josh.
I can't stand him.
I don't even know him.
But I don't like him.
Anyway.
We met up with them.
We went for another walk down another subdivision down there.
A rich one, I might add.
That entire neighborhood is full of rich people, btw.
Just thought you might wanna know that.
Anyway.
So then there were catfights between Lorenzo and Bailey, Kelsie and Andre, and Bailey and Josh or whoever.
I just wanted to punch him.
No one messes with my Bailey.
So then Shay and Lorenzo play fought.
As usual.
They're like hardcore undercover lovers.
I think its interesting.
Because they're cousins.
And that's just...
West Virginia-ish.
Anyway.
We walked back to the house and got some cake and ice cream.
Bailey, Kelsie and I actually ran for a while, almost the entire way, and Bailey had to stop because her leg was hurting.
Kelsie and I tied.
It was fun.
Anyway so we ate dessert.
Chilled.
There was another fight before Kelsie and Andre.
They threw ice at each other which was immature.
Whatever.
Anyway.
Then I left a little later.
Not after listening to the. greatest. song. everrrr.
With my cousins.
"Fry that chicken, fry that chicken, everybody wants a piece of my chicken."
LOVELOVELOVEITHASMYLOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
So then Daddy and I left.
He dropped me off.
And then he went home.
The rest of the night was normal.
Woke up Monday and went to school.
Like normal.
Tuesday I went to Health for a few minutes, then went to Math review.
It was good.
I understood most of it.
So yeah.
Then Wednesday I didn't have school.
No exams.
Ma and I went to the VA with Papa.
Interesting.
Got hit on by an old man.
He was creepy.
Creeeeeeeeepaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
So we ate there too.
And sat there with Grandma during his appointment.
Then came home.
Daddy's been working on his mower all week.
Fun fun.
And it was fixed, and then... yeah.
It died again.
Anyway.
Yesterday I took my math exam.
I think I did pretty okay.
:]
Then played Sardines with the seniors.
FUNFUNFUNFUNFUN.
I'm gonna miss them :[
Well, most of them.
Anyway.
Went to Liberty for the last normal class period of the yearrr :]
Came home.
Basically vegged out.
Minus going to pay bills.
Then today I woke up early.
Daddy came over to get his mower and take it to Forest and mow.
I helped him load it.
Then he left.
Mama and I went out and did a little shopping/bill paying.
Then when we came home, we were sitting here.
Daddy pulled up.
Like 2 hours after he left.
The mower wouldn't work.
It was working fine before he left here, but it wouldn't work down there.
He was upset of course.
So then he worked on it.
To no avail.
I went to school at 11.
That's what time I had to be there.
We got our papers back in English.
Mr. Smith gave me a lovely compliment.
I was flattered.
He said that he loved that I never complained about the grade he gave me.
And that he appreciated it.
I was ecstatic.
Anyway.
Afterward a few of us re-pranked the Senior prank.
They had written all over the front windows of the school and sidewalk in front.
We scratched out their names and "2010" and put "2011" and whatnot :]
Sooooo fun.
Then we went out to DQ.
Delicious.
But not after conflict between Winston.
He wanted to walk, and I didn't.
Ariana wanted to walk, Kenzie didn't.
Nova didn't care.
And Winston even had the nerve to say "It's the down time of the day, I promise no one will get hit".
I snapped.
"BULL! It's freaking noon, LUNCH TIME and you call that 'down time'? I mean I knew you were crazy but that's a whole new level, even for you."
He finally agreed to drive.
I rode over with Kenzie since I didn't drive.
Thennnn, we got ice cream.
Had a few laughs.
Then went home.
I was exhausted.
Daddy was still working on the mower.
FRUSTRATED.
He left and decided to go take a nap.
He looked like he didn't feel good.
So he left.
Mama and I worked a little, then took naps.
I was just exhausted.
Mama had no energy all of a sudden.
Which worries me heavily.
But yeah.
So then I get on Bookface.
Only to be greeted by a message on the CVCC e-mail we had going this year.
From Taylor.
"That was immature, you're so dumb, soooo cool, blahblah."
I had a heated reply.
Jordan replied to mine.
"I'm glad ya'll had fun but you were representing us as a whole by putting 'Juniors 2011' and writing our individual names. You went too far, blahblah."
Another heated response.
No response yet.
Which I find comical.
So yeah.
I'm a little pissed, but mostly tickled with THEIR immaturity.
Yeah what we did was immature in some ways, but it was fun and didn't harm anybody.
Their idea of fun is making fun of people and watching racist videos on YouTube on the school's videos.
Whatever.
I don't have to see them again until August, and boy am I happy.
So now I'm about to get off of here.
I'll be back in a little bit with the hopes of talking to my Twin :]
Who I love oh-so-much :]]]
SHABBA!
I had a heated reply
"One Shot."
Loveee.
Hey.
It's me.
Just thought you might like to know.
So I can't think back any farther than yesterday.
So we'll start with that :]
So I went to a cookout/birthday party/all that jazz.
For my Uncle George and little cousin Krysteana.
She's adorable.
Most of the time.
Anyway.
It was funnnn!
Got to see all of my favorite cousins near my age.
Well, on my dad's side.
We did our usual.
We all hung outside together in the yard.
There were like 30-50 other adults there.
Perhaps more, perhaps less.
I didn't take roll haha.
Anyway.
Bailey and I sat on the swing and tried to tan.
Even though I had on jeans and we both had on tennis shoes.
Our arms and faces were trying.
Hahaha.
We were semi-successful by the end of the day.
But anyway.
Kelsie and Shay and Lorenzo and Charlique and Andre were there.
And then everyone gathered together to pray.
Then we ate.
DELICIOUS, as usual.
Barbara is the best cook EVER.
So we all went downstairs in the basement and ate.
Per non-usual, but whatever.
It was fun.
Andre, Shay, and Lorenzo decided to take off and go somewhere for a walk.
And we were just sitting in the basement acting dumb.
Kelsie and I pretended to be extremely wetoddid.
It was quite comical.
Somehow, we actually scared Charlique and Bailey.
When we were done being scary, we decided to go on a walk and try to find the other cousins.
Make sure they weren't doing a "one two three, not only you and me..."
If you know what I mean.
:P
Hahaha.
Anyway.
We walked all the way down this subdivision where we went before and caught frogs.
But to no avail.
Then we walked back.
Helped Barbara a little bit.
Sat in the basement and talked.
Brought Alyssa and Krysteana downstairs with us to play with their little toys.
I love them both<3
Anyway they played and we talked.
Then they wanted to go back upstairs.
So we took them up there and walked outside.
People were asking us where the other cousins were, and we didn't know.
So we decided to go look for them again.
Low and behold, we step over the hill and see them walking our way.
With this other jerk.
I think his name was Josh.
I can't stand him.
I don't even know him.
But I don't like him.
Anyway.
We met up with them.
We went for another walk down another subdivision down there.
A rich one, I might add.
That entire neighborhood is full of rich people, btw.
Just thought you might wanna know that.
Anyway.
So then there were catfights between Lorenzo and Bailey, Kelsie and Andre, and Bailey and Josh or whoever.
I just wanted to punch him.
No one messes with my Bailey.
So then Shay and Lorenzo play fought.
As usual.
They're like hardcore undercover lovers.
I think its interesting.
Because they're cousins.
And that's just...
West Virginia-ish.
Anyway.
We walked back to the house and got some cake and ice cream.
Bailey, Kelsie and I actually ran for a while, almost the entire way, and Bailey had to stop because her leg was hurting.
Kelsie and I tied.
It was fun.
Anyway so we ate dessert.
Chilled.
There was another fight before Kelsie and Andre.
They threw ice at each other which was immature.
Whatever.
Anyway.
Then I left a little later.
Not after listening to the. greatest. song. everrrr.
With my cousins.
"Fry that chicken, fry that chicken, everybody wants a piece of my chicken."
LOVELOVELOVEITHASMYLOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
So then Daddy and I left.
He dropped me off.
And then he went home.
The rest of the night was normal.
Woke up Monday and went to school.
Like normal.
Tuesday I went to Health for a few minutes, then went to Math review.
It was good.
I understood most of it.
So yeah.
Then Wednesday I didn't have school.
No exams.
Ma and I went to the VA with Papa.
Interesting.
Got hit on by an old man.
He was creepy.
Creeeeeeeeepaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
So we ate there too.
And sat there with Grandma during his appointment.
Then came home.
Daddy's been working on his mower all week.
Fun fun.
And it was fixed, and then... yeah.
It died again.
Anyway.
Yesterday I took my math exam.
I think I did pretty okay.
:]
Then played Sardines with the seniors.
FUNFUNFUNFUNFUN.
I'm gonna miss them :[
Well, most of them.
Anyway.
Went to Liberty for the last normal class period of the yearrr :]
Came home.
Basically vegged out.
Minus going to pay bills.
Then today I woke up early.
Daddy came over to get his mower and take it to Forest and mow.
I helped him load it.
Then he left.
Mama and I went out and did a little shopping/bill paying.
Then when we came home, we were sitting here.
Daddy pulled up.
Like 2 hours after he left.
The mower wouldn't work.
It was working fine before he left here, but it wouldn't work down there.
He was upset of course.
So then he worked on it.
To no avail.
I went to school at 11.
That's what time I had to be there.
We got our papers back in English.
Mr. Smith gave me a lovely compliment.
I was flattered.
He said that he loved that I never complained about the grade he gave me.
And that he appreciated it.
I was ecstatic.
Anyway.
Afterward a few of us re-pranked the Senior prank.
They had written all over the front windows of the school and sidewalk in front.
We scratched out their names and "2010" and put "2011" and whatnot :]
Sooooo fun.
Then we went out to DQ.
Delicious.
But not after conflict between Winston.
He wanted to walk, and I didn't.
Ariana wanted to walk, Kenzie didn't.
Nova didn't care.
And Winston even had the nerve to say "It's the down time of the day, I promise no one will get hit".
I snapped.
"BULL! It's freaking noon, LUNCH TIME and you call that 'down time'? I mean I knew you were crazy but that's a whole new level, even for you."
He finally agreed to drive.
I rode over with Kenzie since I didn't drive.
Thennnn, we got ice cream.
Had a few laughs.
Then went home.
I was exhausted.
Daddy was still working on the mower.
FRUSTRATED.
He left and decided to go take a nap.
He looked like he didn't feel good.
So he left.
Mama and I worked a little, then took naps.
I was just exhausted.
Mama had no energy all of a sudden.
Which worries me heavily.
But yeah.
So then I get on Bookface.
Only to be greeted by a message on the CVCC e-mail we had going this year.
From Taylor.
"That was immature, you're so dumb, soooo cool, blahblah."
I had a heated reply.
Jordan replied to mine.
"I'm glad ya'll had fun but you were representing us as a whole by putting 'Juniors 2011' and writing our individual names. You went too far, blahblah."
Another heated response.
No response yet.
Which I find comical.
So yeah.
I'm a little pissed, but mostly tickled with THEIR immaturity.
Yeah what we did was immature in some ways, but it was fun and didn't harm anybody.
Their idea of fun is making fun of people and watching racist videos on YouTube on the school's videos.
Whatever.
I don't have to see them again until August, and boy am I happy.
So now I'm about to get off of here.
I'll be back in a little bit with the hopes of talking to my Twin :]
Who I love oh-so-much :]]]
SHABBA!
I had a heated reply
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