on and on and on it goes, the world it just keeps spinning
i've been waiting to write an entry until i had an interesting dream, because that seems to be the theme of the month among my friends. that and birthdays. woot woot. aaaanyway, i finally had one. it's good too. read on.
so we're all camping at the cape, and then this guy comes up to us and is like "yo, there's some cabins that are open if you want one" and we're like yeah, so we grab our sleeping bags and potato sack race to the cabins. the cabins are actually that motel that drama club stayed in the first year we went. the diner was there too. some other people came over and we played cards and watched BET. the next day we decided to drive up to the beach. we had to start up really early, because we thought we wouldn't get there in time. (even though it was 5 minutes away, which i kept insisting, but nobody listened to me.) we stopped at the diner for breakfast. it was actually not a diner, but a 24 hour bar. we ordered drinks (even thought it was like 4 in the morning) and we got kind of tipsy. i had to drive, so didn't drink alot. when we started to see the sun come up, we went out to my car, and all the doors were open. we stood looking at my car for a long time, and then we got in like nothing had happened. none of us felt like going to the beach, but we went anyways. the beach was actually the northampton country club. we sat up in the snack bar area in lawn chairs. there were seals doing laps in the pool and i thought it would be a great idea to swim with them. i jumped off the diving board and landed on top of one of the seals, who actually bit me for longer than he should have. when he let go, i got out of the water, and i was really embarrassed. everybody laughed at me, and i thought it was about the seal, but then i realized they were just laughing because i was wet. we had to bike home wearing wet bathing suits, which was really uncomfortable. i decided to stop at a waterfall and then eric foster-moore and ashley pappineau came by. ashley pushed me and eric laughed. it was one of those falling dreams and then i woke up.
gooooood times. i should have written an essay on feminist art instead of this, buuut i didn't. whoops.
also- my birthday is totally this weekend. i don't think i'm going to have a party this weekend, but maybe the weekend after it. it will be carnival themed, food will be eaten from sticks, games will be played, prizes will be given, freak shows will happen, because i know some freaks. we can pretend my trampoline is a bouncy house. more details to come.
a week and a day left of school. then i am free as a bird. and this bird you cannot cha-e-a-e-a-e-a-e-a-e-ange.
sorry.
so we're all camping at the cape, and then this guy comes up to us and is like "yo, there's some cabins that are open if you want one" and we're like yeah, so we grab our sleeping bags and potato sack race to the cabins. the cabins are actually that motel that drama club stayed in the first year we went. the diner was there too. some other people came over and we played cards and watched BET. the next day we decided to drive up to the beach. we had to start up really early, because we thought we wouldn't get there in time. (even though it was 5 minutes away, which i kept insisting, but nobody listened to me.) we stopped at the diner for breakfast. it was actually not a diner, but a 24 hour bar. we ordered drinks (even thought it was like 4 in the morning) and we got kind of tipsy. i had to drive, so didn't drink alot. when we started to see the sun come up, we went out to my car, and all the doors were open. we stood looking at my car for a long time, and then we got in like nothing had happened. none of us felt like going to the beach, but we went anyways. the beach was actually the northampton country club. we sat up in the snack bar area in lawn chairs. there were seals doing laps in the pool and i thought it would be a great idea to swim with them. i jumped off the diving board and landed on top of one of the seals, who actually bit me for longer than he should have. when he let go, i got out of the water, and i was really embarrassed. everybody laughed at me, and i thought it was about the seal, but then i realized they were just laughing because i was wet. we had to bike home wearing wet bathing suits, which was really uncomfortable. i decided to stop at a waterfall and then eric foster-moore and ashley pappineau came by. ashley pushed me and eric laughed. it was one of those falling dreams and then i woke up.
gooooood times. i should have written an essay on feminist art instead of this, buuut i didn't. whoops.
also- my birthday is totally this weekend. i don't think i'm going to have a party this weekend, but maybe the weekend after it. it will be carnival themed, food will be eaten from sticks, games will be played, prizes will be given, freak shows will happen, because i know some freaks. we can pretend my trampoline is a bouncy house. more details to come.
a week and a day left of school. then i am free as a bird. and this bird you cannot cha-e-a-e-a-e-a-e-a-e-ange.
sorry.