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So. The Renaissance Festival was pretty good. I didn't take pictures. There really isn't much to take pictures of.
I spent most of my time in Derek's room with his parents because, yanno, he and I weren't allowed to be in the same room alone [even though I'm allowed over his apartment for hours on end]. I hate his dad. I really really mean that. Friday night was uneventful. Saturday morning, we all got up at like...8 or so. We were supposed to leave by 9, but that didn't happen. Everyone was ready to go by 8.50 except his dad, who was lounging around in bed with no shirt on. DISGUSTING?!?! I think so. He was like "Everyone's waiting on me? Exactly how it should be." And then, after another 10-15 minutes, he gets up and he's only wearing his boxers/boxer briefs whatever they were. In front of me, Derek, Chrissy, AND Olivia. What kind of a parent does that?? Not a parent in their right and respectful mind. I was so offended. Derek says that his dad's view of it would be "you chose to be in the room so you chose to see anything that happened." Or something like that. My mother is livid. I still have to tell my dad, who thinks Mr. Crocker is an upstanding father just like himself. Big surprise coming.
The festival itself was okay. I forgot that it was mostly shopping. I got a henna tattoo, and two thinks of greendeva body polish. Saw the Washing Wenches show, the Zuchinni Brothers show, and the Mudskipper show, which sucked. The Wenches were hilarious though. We weren't there very long. Derek's parents had brought the dogs so we left at around 3. Back to the hotel, and then Derek, me, Chrissy and Olivia went out to Birch Run. Didn't go in any stores cause we just decided not to, then ate at Tony's, which has a BLT the size of my dog's head [and Ruger's a chocolate lab]. Went back to the hotel, and went in the hot tub. Back to the rooms.
Chrissy and Olivia went through my purse to get my eyedrops without permission. And it was my allergy ones, which burn for a bit, and they were practically dying cause the burn wasn't going away for them. Serves them right for going through my purse without asking. Pissed me off. I told Chrissy's mom, sooo yeah. Went to bed.
Had a dream that Derek's dad was Jack Nicholson and I was his body guard and he had an awards ceremony at some playground, so I went to scope it out and then the hotel phone rang and it woke me up but I felt like I was still dreaming so I pretty much RAN towards the thing. And I answered and Derek kept telling me to just calm down and wake up. Left at about 10.00 to go up to his parent's house in Twining. His mom took us kids out to the Walmart in Westbranch and I got a tote for school for only 5 bucks. Went back and almost died cause my allergies were so bad. The left side of my face was leaking while the right side was fine. Then we left to come home at around 6.00. Had to drop Olivia off. OHHH. FORGOT TO MENTION: we went to Bronner's, which is supposedly the largest Christmas store in the world and I got my mom a snowman for the tree. She adores it =]
Okay, so I have to clean my room and get ready for work, so I'm outttttt.
I spent most of my time in Derek's room with his parents because, yanno, he and I weren't allowed to be in the same room alone [even though I'm allowed over his apartment for hours on end]. I hate his dad. I really really mean that. Friday night was uneventful. Saturday morning, we all got up at like...8 or so. We were supposed to leave by 9, but that didn't happen. Everyone was ready to go by 8.50 except his dad, who was lounging around in bed with no shirt on. DISGUSTING?!?! I think so. He was like "Everyone's waiting on me? Exactly how it should be." And then, after another 10-15 minutes, he gets up and he's only wearing his boxers/boxer briefs whatever they were. In front of me, Derek, Chrissy, AND Olivia. What kind of a parent does that?? Not a parent in their right and respectful mind. I was so offended. Derek says that his dad's view of it would be "you chose to be in the room so you chose to see anything that happened." Or something like that. My mother is livid. I still have to tell my dad, who thinks Mr. Crocker is an upstanding father just like himself. Big surprise coming.
The festival itself was okay. I forgot that it was mostly shopping. I got a henna tattoo, and two thinks of greendeva body polish. Saw the Washing Wenches show, the Zuchinni Brothers show, and the Mudskipper show, which sucked. The Wenches were hilarious though. We weren't there very long. Derek's parents had brought the dogs so we left at around 3. Back to the hotel, and then Derek, me, Chrissy and Olivia went out to Birch Run. Didn't go in any stores cause we just decided not to, then ate at Tony's, which has a BLT the size of my dog's head [and Ruger's a chocolate lab]. Went back to the hotel, and went in the hot tub. Back to the rooms.
Chrissy and Olivia went through my purse to get my eyedrops without permission. And it was my allergy ones, which burn for a bit, and they were practically dying cause the burn wasn't going away for them. Serves them right for going through my purse without asking. Pissed me off. I told Chrissy's mom, sooo yeah. Went to bed.
Had a dream that Derek's dad was Jack Nicholson and I was his body guard and he had an awards ceremony at some playground, so I went to scope it out and then the hotel phone rang and it woke me up but I felt like I was still dreaming so I pretty much RAN towards the thing. And I answered and Derek kept telling me to just calm down and wake up. Left at about 10.00 to go up to his parent's house in Twining. His mom took us kids out to the Walmart in Westbranch and I got a tote for school for only 5 bucks. Went back and almost died cause my allergies were so bad. The left side of my face was leaking while the right side was fine. Then we left to come home at around 6.00. Had to drop Olivia off. OHHH. FORGOT TO MENTION: we went to Bronner's, which is supposedly the largest Christmas store in the world and I got my mom a snowman for the tree. She adores it =]
Okay, so I have to clean my room and get ready for work, so I'm outttttt.