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Lets skip back a few days. In perspective with my lame life, there a few things worth taking note of.
Thursday- Images field trip (that concept is usually accompanied by dramtic horror film music) Yeah, I wanted to skip out on it, but I ended up going and had a really good time. We went to the art museum and wrote about the paintings and discussed them. It sounds really slow going and dumb, but it was actually amazing, becauser I find that I appreciate the museum much more this time around. I also thought it was really neat that all the paintings there were origanals. Somehow, it hadn't occured to me that they would be, so I had to ask. At the end of the thing, we had to pick a painting and write an individual story about it. I ended up chosing this one with these two blurred people in the center together. On the walls are a ton of paintings and a swan(dead) hanging upside down. It was interesting.
Skipping back to the beginnging of the field trip, the bus ride there was the worst part. We took the same route that I use to take on the bus when I was in elementary school and we passed my old house(Hell, it wasn't actually a house). I flicked it of, which is my cumstomary greeting. Being on the bus, traveling the same path that I had for nearly five years made me remember all these things I'd forgotten. Like how what I use to think about on those(lonely) bus rides and how mcuh I hated living there, and how depressed I always was as a child. It jsut sucked reliving all these things I'd forgotten about. All but one weren't that bad of memories, just the whole blast from the past thing made me want to vomit. I really can't explain it becasue no one would understand, as they really know nothing about my life at all. It was jsut a bad bus ride, but I managed to gather my self and wipe my face dry by the time we arrived.
Friday- As soon as I got home from school, at like 3:15, I left with my dad to drive spur of the moment to Ohio. I love doing things like that, and going anywhere with my dad is always promises to be great fun. It was a nice drive too. We didn't stay very long at my cousins. I jsut chatted with Kristin (older cousin) who was on her way to work and saw their new dog. Josh(younger) showed me all his drawings and wanted me too stay overnight, but I couldn't. He's actually gotten to be a good drawer, all things considered. It blew me away. If you knew what he was like, then you would be spun out too. Kristin wants me to came and stay over on turkey break. I'd love too, so we'll see. My dad said my sis and I might go up there for thanksgiving then jsut stay over since we're not doing our thanksgiving until sometime decemeber, so it's not like we'd miss anything. Ok, so we got home at like 6ish, making amazing time, and I went to YF with Andie. I honestly can't explain why I have such a good time at a fucking chinese youth group, but I do. I can even stand all their missionary and jesus bull crap. It's weird though, because being there, I feel like a spy. They all think I'm catholic, but personally I am not. Ah who cares. It was an especailly great time because I shared stupid little sob guy stories with Dorthy (hers was so much better) and we made fun of Anlu's...size ::cough:: Also, there was a ton of (good)food((fsdgksk!)) and we talked with Matt? and made fun of them for there coverstaion topic(the girls and guys are split up for this unit, yesterday they were tlaking masturbation while were tlaking guys) The best part of the whole night was that we ran our little youth group meeting las Vegas style, what happenes there stays there, so we got some great gossip/secrets. bwa
saturday(today)- got my glasses. woot? Went shopping at target. I sort of jsut wondered around. I kept getting lost and going in circles, but that was ok because I saw some interesting things. I poked around in the cd section for awhile. A tv was playing song samples, and FATA was on, so that was cool, especailly since it appalled the old ladies. On my second or thrid round, death cad for cutie was playing, so I turned up the volume and dancedbutnotreallybecauseIdon'tdancemuchlessinpublic. On my fourth lap around the store, I was worried my mum and sister had gone home and left me to try and fend for myself in the toy section for the rest of my life. I had watched a bit of Home Alone over breakfast that morning, so it certinely seemed like a possibilty. But they hadn't and instead of living in that store for the rest of my life, I bought a new bra. They're something so satisfying about buying a perfect fitting bra.
And we end on that note.
Thursday- Images field trip (that concept is usually accompanied by dramtic horror film music) Yeah, I wanted to skip out on it, but I ended up going and had a really good time. We went to the art museum and wrote about the paintings and discussed them. It sounds really slow going and dumb, but it was actually amazing, becauser I find that I appreciate the museum much more this time around. I also thought it was really neat that all the paintings there were origanals. Somehow, it hadn't occured to me that they would be, so I had to ask. At the end of the thing, we had to pick a painting and write an individual story about it. I ended up chosing this one with these two blurred people in the center together. On the walls are a ton of paintings and a swan(dead) hanging upside down. It was interesting.
Skipping back to the beginnging of the field trip, the bus ride there was the worst part. We took the same route that I use to take on the bus when I was in elementary school and we passed my old house(Hell, it wasn't actually a house). I flicked it of, which is my cumstomary greeting. Being on the bus, traveling the same path that I had for nearly five years made me remember all these things I'd forgotten. Like how what I use to think about on those(lonely) bus rides and how mcuh I hated living there, and how depressed I always was as a child. It jsut sucked reliving all these things I'd forgotten about. All but one weren't that bad of memories, just the whole blast from the past thing made me want to vomit. I really can't explain it becasue no one would understand, as they really know nothing about my life at all. It was jsut a bad bus ride, but I managed to gather my self and wipe my face dry by the time we arrived.
Friday- As soon as I got home from school, at like 3:15, I left with my dad to drive spur of the moment to Ohio. I love doing things like that, and going anywhere with my dad is always promises to be great fun. It was a nice drive too. We didn't stay very long at my cousins. I jsut chatted with Kristin (older cousin) who was on her way to work and saw their new dog. Josh(younger) showed me all his drawings and wanted me too stay overnight, but I couldn't. He's actually gotten to be a good drawer, all things considered. It blew me away. If you knew what he was like, then you would be spun out too. Kristin wants me to came and stay over on turkey break. I'd love too, so we'll see. My dad said my sis and I might go up there for thanksgiving then jsut stay over since we're not doing our thanksgiving until sometime decemeber, so it's not like we'd miss anything. Ok, so we got home at like 6ish, making amazing time, and I went to YF with Andie. I honestly can't explain why I have such a good time at a fucking chinese youth group, but I do. I can even stand all their missionary and jesus bull crap. It's weird though, because being there, I feel like a spy. They all think I'm catholic, but personally I am not. Ah who cares. It was an especailly great time because I shared stupid little sob guy stories with Dorthy (hers was so much better) and we made fun of Anlu's...size ::cough:: Also, there was a ton of (good)food((fsdgksk!)) and we talked with Matt? and made fun of them for there coverstaion topic(the girls and guys are split up for this unit, yesterday they were tlaking masturbation while were tlaking guys) The best part of the whole night was that we ran our little youth group meeting las Vegas style, what happenes there stays there, so we got some great gossip/secrets. bwa
saturday(today)- got my glasses. woot? Went shopping at target. I sort of jsut wondered around. I kept getting lost and going in circles, but that was ok because I saw some interesting things. I poked around in the cd section for awhile. A tv was playing song samples, and FATA was on, so that was cool, especailly since it appalled the old ladies. On my second or thrid round, death cad for cutie was playing, so I turned up the volume and dancedbutnotreallybecauseIdon'tdancemuchlessinpublic. On my fourth lap around the store, I was worried my mum and sister had gone home and left me to try and fend for myself in the toy section for the rest of my life. I had watched a bit of Home Alone over breakfast that morning, so it certinely seemed like a possibilty. But they hadn't and instead of living in that store for the rest of my life, I bought a new bra. They're something so satisfying about buying a perfect fitting bra.
And we end on that note.