Aweomes, dud.
This past weekend has been exceptionally wonderful, I suppose. Minus all the moods I've swung through and by... meh. But hey. Recap.
FRIDAY; Got really bored. No work. Yay. So Matt and I decided we wanted to see this old isane asylum we'd been looking for in Glastonbury in the light. But Matt says "Oh, we need another guy to go with us." So I'm like "Um,OKAY." so I ask people. And everyone wants to go to the goddamn homecoming parade where there was to be FREE REDBULL, right? But I ask friend, Dan Scholsky, and he says "I WANT TOGO. but I'm going to the homecoming parade." But because his two other friends, John Layer and Derk wanted to go, we waited until after the homecoming parade to end.
Comes 7 PM - Dan, John and Derk are passengers in my car and we're leaving to pick up Matt. We go to the Country Club area in Glastonbury. And find nothing. But a spooky trail in the woods that lead us nowhere but to a pile of mud. We all turned around. Yeah.
Then we decided to go look at this church in Manchester where there is supposedly a haunting. There's a rocking chair in the nursery of the church that is said to rock at night. We went. Had trouble finding it. Then Dan and Matt yell "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, WE FOUND IT!" so Derk, John and I run to the window. And see it. But because of the out burst of exuberance from the two of them, we thought, "oh, hey, they found it. And it must be rocking!" But no. It certianly wasn't rocking. Big whoopity.
We drop Matt off so he could see his lady. Then we bust ass to the Berlin Turnpike for an hour or two. Then I dropped John, Dan and Derk off. I love them kids. They made my Friday night decent.
SATURDAY; Doing the SAT thing, yeah you know. I think I did better than I did the first time. I mean, I DIDN'T FALL ASLEEP. So that's all good.
Matt and I wanted to give the insane asylum another shot. DIDN'T HAPPEN. Sooo ... Lisa, Matt and I walked 7 MILES ABOUTS LOOKING. AND LOOKING. and PAINNNN. Then Lisa, Kristin and I went to a show at the Webster. Which was much fun. Because we didn't actually see any of the show. Instead, we stood outside talking to people and making new friends, friends who hate me. AHEM. Jewish kid. I was way hyper that night. I don't know.. it was fun though. I made two friends that I hope I'll keep talking to -> Cassie and Angela.
CASSIE IS A DOLL! She was hanging around by her car with her MOM. And they were blasting WILCO. and I was like "Oh my god, you guys! Wilco is like my favorite band!" and Cassie jumps out of the car and goes "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE Donna aren't you?!" That's never happened to me. "You're the love of my life! Karyn told me about you." Awww.. I'm in love. I really like this girl. I hope we become the besteest of friends.
Then a few of us went to Wendy's at 12:30 am. Nothing better than.. CHILI.
Nothing good about Sunday and Monday. I worked. I really need to quit. I'm working every moment I'm awake this weekend. SPEAKING OF this weekend and the weekdays after. I might not even go to sleep seeing as how I have the whole entire house ALL to myself. Someone should come over and party with me. Woo.. Siesta Fiesta.
Okay.. I'm in a pretty crappy mood again.
I don't even know why I write in here anymore.
FRIDAY; Got really bored. No work. Yay. So Matt and I decided we wanted to see this old isane asylum we'd been looking for in Glastonbury in the light. But Matt says "Oh, we need another guy to go with us." So I'm like "Um,OKAY." so I ask people. And everyone wants to go to the goddamn homecoming parade where there was to be FREE REDBULL, right? But I ask friend, Dan Scholsky, and he says "I WANT TOGO. but I'm going to the homecoming parade." But because his two other friends, John Layer and Derk wanted to go, we waited until after the homecoming parade to end.
Comes 7 PM - Dan, John and Derk are passengers in my car and we're leaving to pick up Matt. We go to the Country Club area in Glastonbury. And find nothing. But a spooky trail in the woods that lead us nowhere but to a pile of mud. We all turned around. Yeah.
Then we decided to go look at this church in Manchester where there is supposedly a haunting. There's a rocking chair in the nursery of the church that is said to rock at night. We went. Had trouble finding it. Then Dan and Matt yell "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, WE FOUND IT!" so Derk, John and I run to the window. And see it. But because of the out burst of exuberance from the two of them, we thought, "oh, hey, they found it. And it must be rocking!" But no. It certianly wasn't rocking. Big whoopity.
We drop Matt off so he could see his lady. Then we bust ass to the Berlin Turnpike for an hour or two. Then I dropped John, Dan and Derk off. I love them kids. They made my Friday night decent.
SATURDAY; Doing the SAT thing, yeah you know. I think I did better than I did the first time. I mean, I DIDN'T FALL ASLEEP. So that's all good.
Matt and I wanted to give the insane asylum another shot. DIDN'T HAPPEN. Sooo ... Lisa, Matt and I walked 7 MILES ABOUTS LOOKING. AND LOOKING. and PAINNNN. Then Lisa, Kristin and I went to a show at the Webster. Which was much fun. Because we didn't actually see any of the show. Instead, we stood outside talking to people and making new friends, friends who hate me. AHEM. Jewish kid. I was way hyper that night. I don't know.. it was fun though. I made two friends that I hope I'll keep talking to -> Cassie and Angela.
CASSIE IS A DOLL! She was hanging around by her car with her MOM. And they were blasting WILCO. and I was like "Oh my god, you guys! Wilco is like my favorite band!" and Cassie jumps out of the car and goes "OH MY GOD! YOU'RE Donna aren't you?!" That's never happened to me. "You're the love of my life! Karyn told me about you." Awww.. I'm in love. I really like this girl. I hope we become the besteest of friends.
Then a few of us went to Wendy's at 12:30 am. Nothing better than.. CHILI.
Nothing good about Sunday and Monday. I worked. I really need to quit. I'm working every moment I'm awake this weekend. SPEAKING OF this weekend and the weekdays after. I might not even go to sleep seeing as how I have the whole entire house ALL to myself. Someone should come over and party with me. Woo.. Siesta Fiesta.
Okay.. I'm in a pretty crappy mood again.
I don't even know why I write in here anymore.