foot on the gas
I do believe it has been about a month since my last little update on things. Since that time I have failed at putting out an issue of the Last Weekend due to the computer hating me and Brian...well, mostly Brian.
Later on I discovered that a certain boy came home to surprise me early.
Then winter break rolled in swiftly and the dreaded commercial holiday that the kids love came around. Surprisingly it wasn't all that bad, minus receiving a few items that make me question if my relatives still think that I am 10 years old.
A few days after my cute little asian and I went Valley Fair to do some shopping, that did not go over well. It turns out that I can not shop for the life of me. I walk into a store, look around for 5 min, and leave. And how wonderful it was to get lost in the mall and wonder around with all the other Abercrombie girls who think they are the shit, while here I am holding a GameBoy Advanced trying to beat Mario. Luckily we found our door and left to go to San Fransisco to go to Alcatraz. Yes boys and girls a prison. It was cold, raining, but very fun. We went away from the tour and explored what we could of the cell house and island. There was a very nice view of the city and I took pictures with hopes that they will turn out, if not, I am going to be fairly pissed off. After we got back to the pier (39) we wondered for a cash machine and went to eat, where I stuffed my face with food. I wish I could have walked around pier 39 more, but we had to go home so that we could watch Garden State.
Now my break is coming to an end and I have to outline my English speech and figure out when I am going to set up a license appointment so that I can go on driving parties with Grant. I should do the homework and set up appointments, but that's what sundays are for.
Later on I discovered that a certain boy came home to surprise me early.
Then winter break rolled in swiftly and the dreaded commercial holiday that the kids love came around. Surprisingly it wasn't all that bad, minus receiving a few items that make me question if my relatives still think that I am 10 years old.
A few days after my cute little asian and I went Valley Fair to do some shopping, that did not go over well. It turns out that I can not shop for the life of me. I walk into a store, look around for 5 min, and leave. And how wonderful it was to get lost in the mall and wonder around with all the other Abercrombie girls who think they are the shit, while here I am holding a GameBoy Advanced trying to beat Mario. Luckily we found our door and left to go to San Fransisco to go to Alcatraz. Yes boys and girls a prison. It was cold, raining, but very fun. We went away from the tour and explored what we could of the cell house and island. There was a very nice view of the city and I took pictures with hopes that they will turn out, if not, I am going to be fairly pissed off. After we got back to the pier (39) we wondered for a cash machine and went to eat, where I stuffed my face with food. I wish I could have walked around pier 39 more, but we had to go home so that we could watch Garden State.
Now my break is coming to an end and I have to outline my English speech and figure out when I am going to set up a license appointment so that I can go on driving parties with Grant. I should do the homework and set up appointments, but that's what sundays are for.