Sep 21, 2005 18:50
So, I'm sitting in the airport at home, around noon and this girl keeps walking past me, looking at me. Finally, she comes up to me and asks if I remember her. So, of course, I'm really confused and I say "Um, no, I don't. Sorry?" And she says, "Do you remember Franco?" I say, "Batistone?? Oh my god, are you Chloe??" And it was. Franco Batistone was this kid who went to Good Counsel, and he was Dylan's age, and Chloe is a couple years younger than me. Either way, these kids who I went to school with my entire life were in Chicago for some reason, and they were on my flight back to Little Rock. It was so weird. Franco was really cute, because he's Italian, but he turned into a big "wigger"- as the kids say. Either way, there was another cute kid on the flight, but my main concern with him was that he had a stupid mustache. It was gross, but I think he was going to sit by me, because it was open seating. But, as soon as I got on the plane, Franco and Chloe were motioning that they'd saved me a seat. It was really cute, because it felt like middle school lunch or something. So, I sat with them, and caught up and heard hilarious rumors that the kids Dylan's age had spread about him. (Apparently, my brother not only got married, but he also has a kid! Once contacted about these issues, once I had landed, he admitted that all were true.) Still. So, I'm standing with them, still, in Little Rock, waiting for my baggage and I'm thinking that Franco keeps making awkward movements toward me and I am thinking that he's gonna give me his number, and it'll be weird. And he does. And it is. I'm totally not going to call him as sitting on the plane making conversation for an hour and a half was awkward enough, but it was nice to see that I'd grown up and he totally wanted me. He was cute, too. Hahaha.
Also, naturally, the first place I went was the mall to see Summer and her baby. She looks so cute. She's fat. But here's the bad part. Man, that freakin' Indian said, "Amber, you got chubby!" And I yelled at him, "I know, man!!" That German and Indian are upset, because the new manager at the Coffee Beanery took away all the good coffees, even JAMAICAN BLUE MOUNTAIN. And they had a lot to say about that, let me tell you. That German and Indian sure are weird, guys, but they can tell I got fat. For the first time, I had access to a scale and made the mistake of weighing myself. I am offically fat. It's not good. I'm hoping that bloating and whatnot from girl stuff has to do with it. Please let it. I am going to work out inbetween the time that I take my mom to work and go back to bed. Also, before I go to bed. I probably won't, but I'm going to make an effort. This fatness is no good. My mom tried to be nice and be all "You look good." as soon as I got out to her car. HAH! Nice one, ma.
Last night, we played video games until 4 in the morning. Actually, I just watched, but....Sara kept yelling at Anthony because he kept making it unfair as far as life levels. She doesn't like when you handicap yourself, especially if you're a boy.