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I got back from California on Sunday morning last week at like, 9:30 am. It was good being home, especially after 6 days of driving in total, To Cali from Illinois, and from Cali to Illinois. I hate long car drives, but this one wasn't as bad as the previous ones that I have had. We stayed at my mom's cousin's house, and I brought my game cube and such.
For the drives there and on the way back, I was playing Super Mario Advance 4, Super Mario 3 for a majority of the time to keep myself from going insane.
I got to do some difficult driving. In California, there's an area before you get onto Interstate 80, which is all downgrades and upgrade driving on mountains. Since Illinois is FLAT, I'm not used to it, so it was scary. Plus, I got to experience the trafficking experience of driving through Sacramento. My dad was yelling at me. :D
Oh yeah, I got to put my name on the score board on the DDR Extreme machine over in Santa Maria for Pop 4 Difficult. Second to last, at 89 ;o I also got to play on the DDR USA mix too, which I have never seen before.
Oh yeah, I have pictures from vacation, so those will be in later in the future.
Ah yes, on Tuesday, I went to Chicago with my mother. She took me to get my hair done, in other words, I wanted it straightened so I wouldn't have to straighten it every morning. The lady said she had to cut my hair because of my split ends, and I said only an inch. So she ends up taking about 3 inches of it. I picked my hair up from the ground and wanted to cry. The lady cut it too short, and I liked my LONG hair. She straightened my hair with that chemical stuff, but it's not going to stay in, because when it got dried, it was still wavy.
I was so pissed off, and my mom was like "IT STEEL LOOK GOOD IT LOOK BETTAR BECOZ YOO HAD SPLEET ENDS BEPORE IT WAZ LIEK ROATTEN HARE DAT NEED TOO BE COT"
I just responded "I only asked for an inch."
Oh yes, and as for yesterday, My mom and I were fighting all morning. I called her a bitch numerous times because she's a bitch, and she hit me too. So I hit her back. ;\/ So my mom was pissed off at me all day, for the most part. So yeah, Ricky came over yesterday too, which was really fun and stuff. Ricky is so amazing. ;]
Oh yeah, plus, Greg bit Angel yesterday too. So that sucked really, really bad. Her right foot is all messed up now, and her long toe is like, broken. I can tell, because Greg bit right through it, and it was practically hanging by a piece of cartilage. I told Brandon about it, and what was really nice was, that his mom and himself came over to help me out. They got some bandaging stuff for my bird, which was really nice. And his mom was looking up vets for me, because she was going to drive it there. ;o But yeah, Thanks sweetie for helping me out. <3 Brandon's such a nice guy. Oh yeah, and my mom came home when they were helping me out, and she was like "SEE KREESHA YOO HAB BEEN EBIL TOO ME ALL MORNING AND SEE WAT HAPPEN TOO YOO WEN YOU ARR EBIL TOO ME. IT ISS ALL YOR PAULT DAT DIS HAPPEN IT ALL YOUR PAULT."
Then she went on about how she doesn't need to go to the vet because she wasn't valuable like Greg is. That was really annoying.
But yeah, I got up early so I can watch my cockatiel. Let's hope she gets better.
I got back from California on Sunday morning last week at like, 9:30 am. It was good being home, especially after 6 days of driving in total, To Cali from Illinois, and from Cali to Illinois. I hate long car drives, but this one wasn't as bad as the previous ones that I have had. We stayed at my mom's cousin's house, and I brought my game cube and such.
For the drives there and on the way back, I was playing Super Mario Advance 4, Super Mario 3 for a majority of the time to keep myself from going insane.
I got to do some difficult driving. In California, there's an area before you get onto Interstate 80, which is all downgrades and upgrade driving on mountains. Since Illinois is FLAT, I'm not used to it, so it was scary. Plus, I got to experience the trafficking experience of driving through Sacramento. My dad was yelling at me. :D
Oh yeah, I got to put my name on the score board on the DDR Extreme machine over in Santa Maria for Pop 4 Difficult. Second to last, at 89 ;o I also got to play on the DDR USA mix too, which I have never seen before.
Oh yeah, I have pictures from vacation, so those will be in later in the future.
Ah yes, on Tuesday, I went to Chicago with my mother. She took me to get my hair done, in other words, I wanted it straightened so I wouldn't have to straighten it every morning. The lady said she had to cut my hair because of my split ends, and I said only an inch. So she ends up taking about 3 inches of it. I picked my hair up from the ground and wanted to cry. The lady cut it too short, and I liked my LONG hair. She straightened my hair with that chemical stuff, but it's not going to stay in, because when it got dried, it was still wavy.
I was so pissed off, and my mom was like "IT STEEL LOOK GOOD IT LOOK BETTAR BECOZ YOO HAD SPLEET ENDS BEPORE IT WAZ LIEK ROATTEN HARE DAT NEED TOO BE COT"
I just responded "I only asked for an inch."
Oh yes, and as for yesterday, My mom and I were fighting all morning. I called her a bitch numerous times because she's a bitch, and she hit me too. So I hit her back. ;\/ So my mom was pissed off at me all day, for the most part. So yeah, Ricky came over yesterday too, which was really fun and stuff. Ricky is so amazing. ;]
Oh yeah, plus, Greg bit Angel yesterday too. So that sucked really, really bad. Her right foot is all messed up now, and her long toe is like, broken. I can tell, because Greg bit right through it, and it was practically hanging by a piece of cartilage. I told Brandon about it, and what was really nice was, that his mom and himself came over to help me out. They got some bandaging stuff for my bird, which was really nice. And his mom was looking up vets for me, because she was going to drive it there. ;o But yeah, Thanks sweetie for helping me out. <3 Brandon's such a nice guy. Oh yeah, and my mom came home when they were helping me out, and she was like "SEE KREESHA YOO HAB BEEN EBIL TOO ME ALL MORNING AND SEE WAT HAPPEN TOO YOO WEN YOU ARR EBIL TOO ME. IT ISS ALL YOR PAULT DAT DIS HAPPEN IT ALL YOUR PAULT."
Then she went on about how she doesn't need to go to the vet because she wasn't valuable like Greg is. That was really annoying.
But yeah, I got up early so I can watch my cockatiel. Let's hope she gets better.