Yet another long update, sorry guys
Lol. That is all I have to say. I just had a really loud
argument with my dad about sandwich bags. He insists that we get the
fold over kind of sandwich bags, and I say that we get the zippy kind.
Because the fold over kind ONLY hold sandwiches, if you try to put
something else in them (like Reduced Fat Wheat Thins), then they fall
out all over the floor, or my Betty Boop lunchbox. But you can fit a
sandwich, OR crackers in the zippy kind of bags. SOMEONE tell me why
this doesn't make sense. PLEASE.
I went to Zoe's house on Saturday, for a sleepover. It was really girly and fun. Everyone else fell asleep around 2 or 3, but Zoe and I stayed up all night except for like 45 minutes. We drew faces on paper plates, buahaha. And then earlier we all watched Mean Girls. It was flipping sweet. And then on Sunday we had a scavenger hunt on Main Street. You'd THINK that my team would have won, since I basically LIVE on Main Street, (even though I haven't been going as much lately), but no. Oh well. :-D
TODAY WAS THE LAST DAY OF ALL-SCHOOL JC!!! At the end, I almost wanted to cry tears of joy. In fact, I think I did. During lunch break, I went to Suburban to get some sodas for people, and on my way back this hillbilly guy in a pickup truck driving past yells at me "DAMN, GIRL!" (I'm pretty sure it was at me, seeing that there was no one else around.) This would not have surprised me if I had been wearing a normal (for me) outfit, which would probably have been some form of stilettos and a mini skirt. Except I was wearing my really long (It almost touches the ground!) hippie skirt and my hippie shirt that says "Freedom" that I bought specifically to match my hippie skirt. Why would some hillbilly man find me/me in this outfit so interesting and/or attractive that he feels a sudden urge to yell and confuse me? Today I was telling my pillow all about my day (I do this sometimes when I have days like today), and then I realized my shirt looks kind of nude-coloured from far away, and if you're stupid or not paying attention, you might think I'm not wearing a shirt. I think that may be why he yelled.
RANDOMITY: We have 5 books about The Beatles in my house. Just in the den, actually. My dad and I were looking at one today, it has a lot of trippy art in it. Remember when we showed the pizza guy the picture of the boob? Unless you are Noey or Meg, you probably don't. My clogs came in the mail today, the ones I bought for camp. They kind of match my outfit, they are really earthy and suede. And The Moody Blues are pretty good, I got their CD from the library. Except one of their songs sounds like The Who's Boris the Spider, and that confuses me. Speaking of The Who, Pete Townshend has the best nose ever. Apparently he was teased a lot when he was a kid, and also, some record company turned The Who down and would only sign them if they "lost the guy with the big nose." That's very sad, because little did they all know, he was/is a genius. Ha. Not quite sure where I'm going with all this randomity. Before I forget, please check out my mum's jewelry website, she and my dad have been working on the website for DAYS and they won't shut up about it. At dinner, they talk about the way that light reflects off of rose quartz beads. I don't think the version of the site they're doing now is up yet, but most of the jewelry is. The pictures were taken with the camera that cost several month's school tuition. !!!!!!!!! <--- Click there, that's the link. Links show up very crappitly (HAHA that's a GREAT new typo word!) on LiveJournal. Crappitly. Lol.
I'm going to stay up too late watching Homestar Runner cartoons because I don't have to be in at TEN tommorow for JC because THERE IS NO JC!!! Except for like one case, but that's just for regular JC. It's really sad because I can hardly manage to make it into school by 10am. Jello is tasty, I recently ate some. That is a great way to end this update.
I went to Zoe's house on Saturday, for a sleepover. It was really girly and fun. Everyone else fell asleep around 2 or 3, but Zoe and I stayed up all night except for like 45 minutes. We drew faces on paper plates, buahaha. And then earlier we all watched Mean Girls. It was flipping sweet. And then on Sunday we had a scavenger hunt on Main Street. You'd THINK that my team would have won, since I basically LIVE on Main Street, (even though I haven't been going as much lately), but no. Oh well. :-D
TODAY WAS THE LAST DAY OF ALL-SCHOOL JC!!! At the end, I almost wanted to cry tears of joy. In fact, I think I did. During lunch break, I went to Suburban to get some sodas for people, and on my way back this hillbilly guy in a pickup truck driving past yells at me "DAMN, GIRL!" (I'm pretty sure it was at me, seeing that there was no one else around.) This would not have surprised me if I had been wearing a normal (for me) outfit, which would probably have been some form of stilettos and a mini skirt. Except I was wearing my really long (It almost touches the ground!) hippie skirt and my hippie shirt that says "Freedom" that I bought specifically to match my hippie skirt. Why would some hillbilly man find me/me in this outfit so interesting and/or attractive that he feels a sudden urge to yell and confuse me? Today I was telling my pillow all about my day (I do this sometimes when I have days like today), and then I realized my shirt looks kind of nude-coloured from far away, and if you're stupid or not paying attention, you might think I'm not wearing a shirt. I think that may be why he yelled.
RANDOMITY: We have 5 books about The Beatles in my house. Just in the den, actually. My dad and I were looking at one today, it has a lot of trippy art in it. Remember when we showed the pizza guy the picture of the boob? Unless you are Noey or Meg, you probably don't. My clogs came in the mail today, the ones I bought for camp. They kind of match my outfit, they are really earthy and suede. And The Moody Blues are pretty good, I got their CD from the library. Except one of their songs sounds like The Who's Boris the Spider, and that confuses me. Speaking of The Who, Pete Townshend has the best nose ever. Apparently he was teased a lot when he was a kid, and also, some record company turned The Who down and would only sign them if they "lost the guy with the big nose." That's very sad, because little did they all know, he was/is a genius. Ha. Not quite sure where I'm going with all this randomity. Before I forget, please check out my mum's jewelry website, she and my dad have been working on the website for DAYS and they won't shut up about it. At dinner, they talk about the way that light reflects off of rose quartz beads. I don't think the version of the site they're doing now is up yet, but most of the jewelry is. The pictures were taken with the camera that cost several month's school tuition. !!!!!!!!! <--- Click there, that's the link. Links show up very crappitly (HAHA that's a GREAT new typo word!) on LiveJournal. Crappitly. Lol.
I'm going to stay up too late watching Homestar Runner cartoons because I don't have to be in at TEN tommorow for JC because THERE IS NO JC!!! Except for like one case, but that's just for regular JC. It's really sad because I can hardly manage to make it into school by 10am. Jello is tasty, I recently ate some. That is a great way to end this update.