superstars and cannonballs
Hmmm...I saw Star Wars III again on Friday night with my Dad, cause he's who got me into Star Wars to begin with. It's always been our thing, and I was trying to be nice going to see a movie with him even though I already saw it, but he just had to argue with me about it on the way home to the point where I got so frustrated. I'll admit I cried just like I used to over all the shit that has gone down between us, but in the end I just gave up 'cause ain't shit gon' be done 'bout it and gangstas don't cry.
So yesterday I saw my friend Brandy who I haven't seen in forever cause she was at Appalachian all year. We used to be good friends, me Paul and her had 4th period together and would go chill then it got to be just me and Paul. I love Paul, I'm not complaining, but Brandy is getting married soon which is weird; she was never like any of my other friends, so I dunno. I don't really care, I'm trying not to put stock in people anymore; I can chill wit whomever. Then last night Bri and I went out searching for something to do, ended up at this guy's house I graduated with. I knew some of the people, but those people's friends were all there and I'm so unlike them it was kinda weird. I wanted to go to this party in Fairview, but instead we left to go chill at University Place in my friend Joey's apartment before he leaves for California.
Today Stuart and I went to a tasting festival of all the independent restaurants at City County Plaza. I was nervous at first, but it turned out to be fun; the sun was out and just walking around outside trying different foods I'd never had before was kinda cool. I got a balloon flower, which I'm dorkily excited about. I finally talked to Bryan, turns out he didn't make it to Mexico, but at least I heard from him. So anyways, that's my boring update of life in A-ville. I'ma wait for my boy to come back in town, peace!