Home Sweet Home.
So I did in fact get a ride down here with Eric from The List. It was way convenient. As per my standard operating procedures, I managed to sleep most of the ride down here, making it feel like a half hour trip.
Arriving here sometime shortly after six, I had dinner and about two hours later was at "Hotshot's Billiards" with Sally and some of her friends. I totally got my ass kicked at pool by anyone and everything in the vicinity. Later on Sally and them proceeded to San Diego, where they intended to spend the night and get their party on tomarrow. I coulda gone, it woulda been way fun and spontenious and adventurous, but I just need to rest it up back home just a wee bit before I start getting crazy. At the prospect of me going out tonight my parents already were like "so how are we going to keep from going insane this time?" or something. Every time I come down it takes all of about two hours until heated arguments about whether or not I can go out and how late I can stay out and whatnot begin. Yes, they do still actively endeavor to control what I do, how late I'm out, and where I go when I come back home. Its good times. d=
But other than that they're good people you know? I just wish they could somehow get over the control thing. "well we worry" says mother, and thats all good and well, but her worrying is waaay too intrusive upon my life. Anyway this tangent is slightly out of place because aside from that one comment they really didn't give me much trouble getting out tonight. Mum was like "if you're home by morning --I mean if you're awake -- you WILL be home" and it was funny. I was like "if I'm home... ::devious smile::." (She was talking about what would be for breakfast).
Conversation with Eric from The List
Kris: "so you went to Laguna Hills HS?"
Eric: "yea.. but I didn't really know anyone there."
Kris: "did you know Robby MacIntyre?"
Eric: "uh, yes actually."
I sure showed him, got someone he knew on my first guess. It did prove to be the only person I could name that he knew though.
Arriving here sometime shortly after six, I had dinner and about two hours later was at "Hotshot's Billiards" with Sally and some of her friends. I totally got my ass kicked at pool by anyone and everything in the vicinity. Later on Sally and them proceeded to San Diego, where they intended to spend the night and get their party on tomarrow. I coulda gone, it woulda been way fun and spontenious and adventurous, but I just need to rest it up back home just a wee bit before I start getting crazy. At the prospect of me going out tonight my parents already were like "so how are we going to keep from going insane this time?" or something. Every time I come down it takes all of about two hours until heated arguments about whether or not I can go out and how late I can stay out and whatnot begin. Yes, they do still actively endeavor to control what I do, how late I'm out, and where I go when I come back home. Its good times. d=
But other than that they're good people you know? I just wish they could somehow get over the control thing. "well we worry" says mother, and thats all good and well, but her worrying is waaay too intrusive upon my life. Anyway this tangent is slightly out of place because aside from that one comment they really didn't give me much trouble getting out tonight. Mum was like "if you're home by morning --I mean if you're awake -- you WILL be home" and it was funny. I was like "if I'm home... ::devious smile::." (She was talking about what would be for breakfast).
Conversation with Eric from The List
Kris: "so you went to Laguna Hills HS?"
Eric: "yea.. but I didn't really know anyone there."
Kris: "did you know Robby MacIntyre?"
Eric: "uh, yes actually."
I sure showed him, got someone he knew on my first guess. It did prove to be the only person I could name that he knew though.