you know you love me
so my week has been filled with crazies.
last week we had a boy scout/girl scout dance at boltwood and it was fun. i felt like i was back at a 7th grade dance, with far distances between people and no drink in hand, but it was a fun trip down memory lane despite the shadow of Corey all night.
then friday the boy went home for the game, so i went out with the girls. it was a good time, i had lots of fun. i told a guy trying to cut the bathroom line at Charlies i would pay him 5 dollars to jsut pee his pants. he seemed interested, but wouldnt do it for any less than 20. i was a little disappointed, but i suppose i understand. saturday the girls had a party at their house. i wasnt feeling it so much after the absolute spanking we received from the yanks, so i was a party pooper.
sunday mommy came up and it wa fantastic. we ventured to the quabbin and had a picnic and ovserved the folliage. then taveled to northampton, but got bored. we came back to my room and watched One Fine Day and ordered wings, which was great. mommy got to expereince them. then we traveled all the way back to northampton for Howie Day and NickleCreek. It was amazing. Howie was in a super strange mood and rambled abotu really odd things, along with singing Ghost in a donald duck voice. but thats what makes me love him so much (i will lay off...i know hes yours Em). NickleCreek put on an absolutly amazing show and it made me wonder what it would be like to have a talent like them, and what it would be like to tour. theyre not uber famous, but they have a following. so are they just normal people that would invite people back to hang out, and be like normal people to hang out with? or is there a popularity line already? i think i was at the level they are, i would just come into the crowd and hang out with normal people to watch the show and be cool like that. anyways
so we came back and mom slept here so she didnt have to drive back so late. fortunatly for her, the sox won that game 4, and umass went nuts! which is expected, but poor mommy had to expereince a riot. i felt really badly. it was so noisy til really late, and she was up at 5 to go home. at least she has a cool college story as a mom i guess. so the rest of the week has been pretty nuts too with riots and all. i love the sox as much as the next person, but i think im past the point of burning things to show it. plus i dont have the extra money that it adds to tuition. and it goes on for another week...with halloween. so it is bery possible southwest may just blow up, so in advance...i love you all very much!!
i have been such a slacker lately and not looked any further into grad school. i dont want to admit im that old i think, and im scared that im at that point. hopefully the motivation will come back to me soon.
so i miss everybody from home a lot. each time i talk to them i just want to see them. actually i want you to come live with me, because im lonely in my room all by myself. i need somebody to play with me!! i need to sing outrageously loud with somebody who wont tell me to stop becaus ei dont know the words, i want to chairdance, i want to have stupid jokes and stupid accents, i want to play tricks and prank.
that was a tangent.
so im reading a new nicholas sparks book, The Rescue" and its addicting so far. it just like all his others, cheesy love stories. but i love the two characters and how they talk to each other. i find myself laughing outloud and wishing i was her. im in a very nostalgic mood now. i watched, hmm, whats the name...King of Queens maybe, but i dont think thats right. its the show with stacy karosi from saved by the bell and her husbands a fat man that drive a mailman truck. anyway, the episode was about how carri's coworker got flowers from her husband for no reason and carri got mad at doug and showed him this shoebox with stuff from when they first started dating and all the nice things he used to do. it made me a little sad and made me miss feelings from back in the day. but whatever...stupid show :)
last week we had a boy scout/girl scout dance at boltwood and it was fun. i felt like i was back at a 7th grade dance, with far distances between people and no drink in hand, but it was a fun trip down memory lane despite the shadow of Corey all night.
then friday the boy went home for the game, so i went out with the girls. it was a good time, i had lots of fun. i told a guy trying to cut the bathroom line at Charlies i would pay him 5 dollars to jsut pee his pants. he seemed interested, but wouldnt do it for any less than 20. i was a little disappointed, but i suppose i understand. saturday the girls had a party at their house. i wasnt feeling it so much after the absolute spanking we received from the yanks, so i was a party pooper.
sunday mommy came up and it wa fantastic. we ventured to the quabbin and had a picnic and ovserved the folliage. then taveled to northampton, but got bored. we came back to my room and watched One Fine Day and ordered wings, which was great. mommy got to expereince them. then we traveled all the way back to northampton for Howie Day and NickleCreek. It was amazing. Howie was in a super strange mood and rambled abotu really odd things, along with singing Ghost in a donald duck voice. but thats what makes me love him so much (i will lay off...i know hes yours Em). NickleCreek put on an absolutly amazing show and it made me wonder what it would be like to have a talent like them, and what it would be like to tour. theyre not uber famous, but they have a following. so are they just normal people that would invite people back to hang out, and be like normal people to hang out with? or is there a popularity line already? i think i was at the level they are, i would just come into the crowd and hang out with normal people to watch the show and be cool like that. anyways
so we came back and mom slept here so she didnt have to drive back so late. fortunatly for her, the sox won that game 4, and umass went nuts! which is expected, but poor mommy had to expereince a riot. i felt really badly. it was so noisy til really late, and she was up at 5 to go home. at least she has a cool college story as a mom i guess. so the rest of the week has been pretty nuts too with riots and all. i love the sox as much as the next person, but i think im past the point of burning things to show it. plus i dont have the extra money that it adds to tuition. and it goes on for another week...with halloween. so it is bery possible southwest may just blow up, so in advance...i love you all very much!!
i have been such a slacker lately and not looked any further into grad school. i dont want to admit im that old i think, and im scared that im at that point. hopefully the motivation will come back to me soon.
so i miss everybody from home a lot. each time i talk to them i just want to see them. actually i want you to come live with me, because im lonely in my room all by myself. i need somebody to play with me!! i need to sing outrageously loud with somebody who wont tell me to stop becaus ei dont know the words, i want to chairdance, i want to have stupid jokes and stupid accents, i want to play tricks and prank.
that was a tangent.
so im reading a new nicholas sparks book, The Rescue" and its addicting so far. it just like all his others, cheesy love stories. but i love the two characters and how they talk to each other. i find myself laughing outloud and wishing i was her. im in a very nostalgic mood now. i watched, hmm, whats the name...King of Queens maybe, but i dont think thats right. its the show with stacy karosi from saved by the bell and her husbands a fat man that drive a mailman truck. anyway, the episode was about how carri's coworker got flowers from her husband for no reason and carri got mad at doug and showed him this shoebox with stuff from when they first started dating and all the nice things he used to do. it made me a little sad and made me miss feelings from back in the day. but whatever...stupid show :)