yesterday was...interesting. so i wake up at like 10 and i go to the kitchen. the first thing i see is a sheet from my mom with instructions to a. clean half of the house and b. get a haircut. so the cleaning i get no problem, but the haircut was tough. i go there, i get my hair cut and i come home and my mom says, "Oh no. your hair looks EXACTLY the same as before! im tired of ou getting haircuts that dont look like you got anything cut. we're going back now!" so, deaf to my numerour pleas/threats, she drags me to great clips once again and orders me to get my hair cut "properly" so that it looks "respectable and my dad doesnt freak out when he gets home on thursday (he told me to get my hair cut 2 weeks ago before he left). So now i have short hair. This news may sadden many of you, however remember this: compared to my sorrow, yours is nothing.
my head feels like its bald and like theres nothing on it. i think i lost like a pound of weight.
so anyways i head over to cactus park that evening and when i get there i am more than pleased to see a game of wiffleball in progress, instigated (that might not be the right word) by a certain eric conner, a particular chris ruckel, and an infamous alex mason. Jennifer and susanna were there too but for some reason did not want any wiffleball action. it didnt last long but instead we went and got some ice blocks and went iceblocking!!!!. This was the highlight of my evening - how can sliding down a hill on huge blocks of ice not make you incredibly happy??? i got some bad bruises and even now ive got a hurtin ankle. after that wore off, we went to chipotle. id like to call this part of the story The DOOM of the RUCKEL. so chris calls some runner girls that i dont know but pretty much everyone else (but chris) hates. so when they get there we take off but lo and behold - Chris ditches us for said runner girls!. i was personally erady to forgive ruck, after all the flesh is weak, but alex decided to make Ruck pay. *disclaimer - i tried to stop him. Chris's car was owned by alex and a can of shaving cream. or whipped cream. im not sure. anyways, he sprayed "XCOMMUNICATED" across half of the unfortunate chris's car and we left.
next stop alex's house where we didnt know what to do and just started watching kill bill vol 1. right after the lovely uma thurman kills copperhead, someone found harry potter one and that was it. harry potter went in and it was awesome though obviously nowhere near as good as the book. after awhile i had to go and that was it. excellent beginning to the summer. woot.