Boo ya!
So this weekend rocked.
I had a good day at DP on Friday, and a blast at PJ's (as always). Keith drove me home and we're tight. Yay! That makes me happy. Saturday, my mom woke me up saying, Hey, I'll be there in 15 minutes. Are your chores done? I was like...uh. No. So I got up and dressed myself half decently throwing up my dirty hair that hadn't been washed in two days. Then I bought my contacts with my (gasp!) debit card. Yes, it was exciting to use the glittering plastic. Then Sammy and I chilled for a bit, and I went to PJ's to work. Keith and I made a creation! It was yummy. Brian ate some for dinner today. (Or yesterday, technically.)
Then the GEE-or-ge-ous Samantha picked me up and we giggled all the way home. Actually, we went to Brusters and ate a bannana split. It was yummy, too. We fought over the cherry, but Sam outsmarted me. So Jesse gave me an extra one. Sunday, Sam woke me up at 8:30. I went back to bed. At 9:45ish, she said, hey. I'll be there in a few minutes. You awake? I said yes, although we both know I was lying, so I threw on my clothes from the day before and threw up my now not-washed for three days hair. It was sexy.
The highly esteemed Samantha and I met Jesse at Waffle house were I sampled my second meal ever there. This time, I was urged to actually try the waffle, and it was scrumptious. We went a random park, then the park in Sam and my's neighborhood and just goofed around. It was soooo fun. Jesse left for work and Sam I went to her house. Then back to Brusters for more ice-cream, hex yeah. And then back to the swing set. Then to her house. Then I was supposed to go to church; that didn't happen. I washed my nasty not washed for three days hair and typed my essay up at the neighbor's house since Brian wouldn't spork over the computer.
Then my parents came home and I dissapeared up to my room since my dad's mad at me. (Supposedly, I'm grounded next weekend.) Up in my room, I was straighting my hair and Jordan called. That rocked my socks, and we talked until well past 11. My bad. I don't even care. I never laughed so hard, or had from a serious coversation straight into a sarcastic one. It was amazing. Labor day, I'm planning on spending the day at his house. (Depending on my parents.) We already have the game plan....
In anycase, Samantha was supposed to be on, and she's not. Hence why I'm here...typing to myself. I miss many of you, but I'm very content with the way things are. For the most part. I'm confused on what to do about work, but I don't have worry about it until I'm 18. So, I'll put that aside. Other than that, school is reduant and a waste of time, but everyone already knows that. So I'll put aside remarks about the annoyance of people and just leave with a.....
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HoLLa BacK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I had a good day at DP on Friday, and a blast at PJ's (as always). Keith drove me home and we're tight. Yay! That makes me happy. Saturday, my mom woke me up saying, Hey, I'll be there in 15 minutes. Are your chores done? I was like...uh. No. So I got up and dressed myself half decently throwing up my dirty hair that hadn't been washed in two days. Then I bought my contacts with my (gasp!) debit card. Yes, it was exciting to use the glittering plastic. Then Sammy and I chilled for a bit, and I went to PJ's to work. Keith and I made a creation! It was yummy. Brian ate some for dinner today. (Or yesterday, technically.)
Then the GEE-or-ge-ous Samantha picked me up and we giggled all the way home. Actually, we went to Brusters and ate a bannana split. It was yummy, too. We fought over the cherry, but Sam outsmarted me. So Jesse gave me an extra one. Sunday, Sam woke me up at 8:30. I went back to bed. At 9:45ish, she said, hey. I'll be there in a few minutes. You awake? I said yes, although we both know I was lying, so I threw on my clothes from the day before and threw up my now not-washed for three days hair. It was sexy.
The highly esteemed Samantha and I met Jesse at Waffle house were I sampled my second meal ever there. This time, I was urged to actually try the waffle, and it was scrumptious. We went a random park, then the park in Sam and my's neighborhood and just goofed around. It was soooo fun. Jesse left for work and Sam I went to her house. Then back to Brusters for more ice-cream, hex yeah. And then back to the swing set. Then to her house. Then I was supposed to go to church; that didn't happen. I washed my nasty not washed for three days hair and typed my essay up at the neighbor's house since Brian wouldn't spork over the computer.
Then my parents came home and I dissapeared up to my room since my dad's mad at me. (Supposedly, I'm grounded next weekend.) Up in my room, I was straighting my hair and Jordan called. That rocked my socks, and we talked until well past 11. My bad. I don't even care. I never laughed so hard, or had from a serious coversation straight into a sarcastic one. It was amazing. Labor day, I'm planning on spending the day at his house. (Depending on my parents.) We already have the game plan....
In anycase, Samantha was supposed to be on, and she's not. Hence why I'm here...typing to myself. I miss many of you, but I'm very content with the way things are. For the most part. I'm confused on what to do about work, but I don't have worry about it until I'm 18. So, I'll put that aside. Other than that, school is reduant and a waste of time, but everyone already knows that. So I'll put aside remarks about the annoyance of people and just leave with a.....
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HoLLa BacK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!