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saturday was the SAT. it was fairly miserable, or at least, i felt miserable when i took it. there's just typical bitching attached to this one, so i wont carry on with it. i didnt end up seeing jenn, but andie wells assured me that she did, in fact, exist.
allie was there taking it, and that made me happy. she had to rush to a volleyball game or something right after, and so we were in it together 100%.
it got out later than i had thought, and so i really had to rush home. we still didnt make it to my cousin's wedding in time. i had really underestimated how long it would take to finish the test, and so we missed the actual wedding entirely. 40 minutes late. i wasnt happy with myself about that, but the SAT had to be done this weekend. there wasnt really any alternative.
the whole family knew. my dad didnt blame it on me, but part of me wished he had. well, everyone knew but my cousin Tami. whom i accidentally told when i was apologizing. silly me. (she looked gorgeous).
we talked, people reminisced about when they were taller than me, and i got too many comments relating me to my mother. which is embarrassing regularly, but my family's awkwardness with these kinds of things made it worse. somehow.
there was a slideshow about my cousin tami, and my new cousin rob. there was one picture in particular where tami was young, half hiding under a blanket so obviously handmade by my grandma. another reminder.
they had dancing, which weddings will inevitably always have. the first dance was so very very touching. it wasnt cliche in the least, although i always expect them to be. it was completely who they were, separately and together, and pure concentrated sparkling happiness.
then standard dancing. i didnt dance. it was family, and i was uncomfortable with that. my uncle actually found me sitting in a chair by my dad, took my hand and tried to pull me out of the seat. i wouldnt hear of it, and so the chair itself got dragged with me (us). this consisted of my dad laughing wholeheartedly and increasingly loud music drowning out my "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD". there was just no way i was dancing outside of my little clique of friends. they're my safety net when it comes to dancing.
so i had people watching time while i sat. i picked out my favorites, of course. one guy resembled richard gere in more ways than one, except for these brilliant shocking blue eyes, which beat mine hands down. he danced exactly how i wish i could. the maid of honor was also one of my favorites. she was from brazil. her dancing was so different from what im used to that it was impossible not to notice her. she never danced as i thought typical. she moved as if she was in such a state of euphoria that the only things that mattered were the movement and the beat of the music. and sometimes not even the music. she was so completely wrapped up in it, and it was flattering beyond belief. which was unusual because when she talked and stood normally, she was slightly awkward, like me. she had typical geeky mannerisms, which she undeniably lost whenever she stepped out on the floor to dance.
my dad danced, and i realized where i got my inability to dance well.
tami and rob both came out later, in full korean wedding dress. his wasnt as flattering as it probably should have been. tami's almost made her look like a doll, but she was still very pretty in it.
the wedding was on the beach in monterey.
my car died the night we got home. (sunday) the battery wasnt hooked up properly. it was jumped and ran for awhile, but the charge decided not to work, connections or something. it ended up not even letting the car be turned in neutral with the key in the ignition, so we had to un-do some of the parts of the car which neither of us actually knew existed.
i carpooled with jennie b for a couple of days, and yes, i did survive. she did almost leave me at school one day. this consisted of me saying hi to ana, asking where jennie was and learning that she was pulling out of the parking lot with garret and jess. i ran into the car when it was moving.
garret: what do you want??
me: a ride home!!
(he thought i wanted to come with them for food. sadly, no mcdonalds considering, well, im vegan for another week and a half)
anyway, he's back now, and i missed him thoroughly
monday was monday. but i do have news, oh dont i. the most wonderful andrea renee oneto did, in fact, win vice president. for those who didnt know, there was a three way tie out of three, which she absolutely abolished in the second voting round. yes, that is right, andrea renee reigns supreme.
and i may as well mention that the davis twins are both entirely out of office.
i love registration week. i have done soooooooo little homework that it's embarrassing. last night was the closet ive had all year to having no homework to do, but alas, history called that i read a couple of pages. which was nothing, i did it in just a few minutes :)
today andie left me! she took herself to anaheim. along with a few other people. what are alissa and i to do?
i think i might read more owen meany. excellent book :)
allie was there taking it, and that made me happy. she had to rush to a volleyball game or something right after, and so we were in it together 100%.
it got out later than i had thought, and so i really had to rush home. we still didnt make it to my cousin's wedding in time. i had really underestimated how long it would take to finish the test, and so we missed the actual wedding entirely. 40 minutes late. i wasnt happy with myself about that, but the SAT had to be done this weekend. there wasnt really any alternative.
the whole family knew. my dad didnt blame it on me, but part of me wished he had. well, everyone knew but my cousin Tami. whom i accidentally told when i was apologizing. silly me. (she looked gorgeous).
we talked, people reminisced about when they were taller than me, and i got too many comments relating me to my mother. which is embarrassing regularly, but my family's awkwardness with these kinds of things made it worse. somehow.
there was a slideshow about my cousin tami, and my new cousin rob. there was one picture in particular where tami was young, half hiding under a blanket so obviously handmade by my grandma. another reminder.
they had dancing, which weddings will inevitably always have. the first dance was so very very touching. it wasnt cliche in the least, although i always expect them to be. it was completely who they were, separately and together, and pure concentrated sparkling happiness.
then standard dancing. i didnt dance. it was family, and i was uncomfortable with that. my uncle actually found me sitting in a chair by my dad, took my hand and tried to pull me out of the seat. i wouldnt hear of it, and so the chair itself got dragged with me (us). this consisted of my dad laughing wholeheartedly and increasingly loud music drowning out my "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD". there was just no way i was dancing outside of my little clique of friends. they're my safety net when it comes to dancing.
so i had people watching time while i sat. i picked out my favorites, of course. one guy resembled richard gere in more ways than one, except for these brilliant shocking blue eyes, which beat mine hands down. he danced exactly how i wish i could. the maid of honor was also one of my favorites. she was from brazil. her dancing was so different from what im used to that it was impossible not to notice her. she never danced as i thought typical. she moved as if she was in such a state of euphoria that the only things that mattered were the movement and the beat of the music. and sometimes not even the music. she was so completely wrapped up in it, and it was flattering beyond belief. which was unusual because when she talked and stood normally, she was slightly awkward, like me. she had typical geeky mannerisms, which she undeniably lost whenever she stepped out on the floor to dance.
my dad danced, and i realized where i got my inability to dance well.
tami and rob both came out later, in full korean wedding dress. his wasnt as flattering as it probably should have been. tami's almost made her look like a doll, but she was still very pretty in it.
the wedding was on the beach in monterey.
my car died the night we got home. (sunday) the battery wasnt hooked up properly. it was jumped and ran for awhile, but the charge decided not to work, connections or something. it ended up not even letting the car be turned in neutral with the key in the ignition, so we had to un-do some of the parts of the car which neither of us actually knew existed.
i carpooled with jennie b for a couple of days, and yes, i did survive. she did almost leave me at school one day. this consisted of me saying hi to ana, asking where jennie was and learning that she was pulling out of the parking lot with garret and jess. i ran into the car when it was moving.
garret: what do you want??
me: a ride home!!
(he thought i wanted to come with them for food. sadly, no mcdonalds considering, well, im vegan for another week and a half)
anyway, he's back now, and i missed him thoroughly
monday was monday. but i do have news, oh dont i. the most wonderful andrea renee oneto did, in fact, win vice president. for those who didnt know, there was a three way tie out of three, which she absolutely abolished in the second voting round. yes, that is right, andrea renee reigns supreme.
and i may as well mention that the davis twins are both entirely out of office.
i love registration week. i have done soooooooo little homework that it's embarrassing. last night was the closet ive had all year to having no homework to do, but alas, history called that i read a couple of pages. which was nothing, i did it in just a few minutes :)
today andie left me! she took herself to anaheim. along with a few other people. what are alissa and i to do?
i think i might read more owen meany. excellent book :)