well, i get down on my knees...and i begin to pray...
for some reason, i have california dreaming by the mama's and the papa's stuck in my head. go fig...
anyway.
had birthday with dad last night. i made tyler go with me, and then felt really bad about that decision the whole time we were there. my dad's just turned into this pathetic...thing, and i just really don't like to be around him. i like deb (his girlfriend) a lot, but she's a little too pawtucket for me. and her kid, steve, is soooo weird and hyper-active and i don't know what to do with him. he's very fiated on money, which is weird, because he's 11. i mean, he talks like a 45 year old about how much rappers spend on their ipods. no joke. this was the dinner conversation we had.
anyway, dad gave me a new cell phone, thank god, because mine was so awful, and now i can give it to tyler who really needs it, and we can donate his old one to the domestic violence center so someone who REALLY needs it can have it. the new phone is really fun--it's a flip phone, which i love, and it's got soooo much neat stuff to play with, which is so awesome because my old phone suuu-uuu-uuucks and i can't even believe one phone can do this much when my old phone was barely good for making calls.
so, i'm busy entering everyone's phone numbers into my new phone when suddenly it vibrates once, and then the screen goes blank. i, of course, freak out a little because i'm pretty sure it's going to blow up, when i hear it go "sarah?" so i put it up to my ear and go "hello?" and it's like "hey! what's up?"
uhh...
so i say "who's this?" and it says "you don't know who this is?"
uhhh...no...
"ok, i'll give you one hint--one letter."
"what's the letter?"
"no! one hint. one letter."
"what letter?"
"one letter, spanish class."
"ooook, clearly you have the wrong number because i've never taken spanish in my life."
"gaaah! ok, italian class."
*pause*
"hey Q, what's up?"
what was up was, he was INCREDIBLY drunk, and we talked for an HOUR AND A HALF. we haven't done that since the first night we met. i talked to his friend matt for a while, which was a total trip, and he (Q) invited me to go to spring weekend at uconn so i could meet him (the friend--matt), which i think i just might do. we'll see. anyway, during our conversation, we discussed about 20 million times how my birthday is on thursday, and how it's on january 13th, and how it's exactly one month after Q's birthday (december 13th), and blah, blah, blah..and suddenly i guess it just hit him and he goes "JANUARY 13th?! that's THURSDAY! that's in like...that's in a few days!!" and i said "i know, we've actually had this conversation in person a few times," and he got all excited and told me he'd call me on thursday and we'd go out as soon as he got back and we need to go on a date so he can take me to a bar for the first time andddddddd.....
aak!!!
quinton gelderman wants to take ME ON A DATE!
i just don't even know what to do.
clearly, the solution is to go play freecell on my new cell phone.
--s*
anyway.
had birthday with dad last night. i made tyler go with me, and then felt really bad about that decision the whole time we were there. my dad's just turned into this pathetic...thing, and i just really don't like to be around him. i like deb (his girlfriend) a lot, but she's a little too pawtucket for me. and her kid, steve, is soooo weird and hyper-active and i don't know what to do with him. he's very fiated on money, which is weird, because he's 11. i mean, he talks like a 45 year old about how much rappers spend on their ipods. no joke. this was the dinner conversation we had.
anyway, dad gave me a new cell phone, thank god, because mine was so awful, and now i can give it to tyler who really needs it, and we can donate his old one to the domestic violence center so someone who REALLY needs it can have it. the new phone is really fun--it's a flip phone, which i love, and it's got soooo much neat stuff to play with, which is so awesome because my old phone suuu-uuu-uuucks and i can't even believe one phone can do this much when my old phone was barely good for making calls.
so, i'm busy entering everyone's phone numbers into my new phone when suddenly it vibrates once, and then the screen goes blank. i, of course, freak out a little because i'm pretty sure it's going to blow up, when i hear it go "sarah?" so i put it up to my ear and go "hello?" and it's like "hey! what's up?"
uhh...
so i say "who's this?" and it says "you don't know who this is?"
uhhh...no...
"ok, i'll give you one hint--one letter."
"what's the letter?"
"no! one hint. one letter."
"what letter?"
"one letter, spanish class."
"ooook, clearly you have the wrong number because i've never taken spanish in my life."
"gaaah! ok, italian class."
*pause*
"hey Q, what's up?"
what was up was, he was INCREDIBLY drunk, and we talked for an HOUR AND A HALF. we haven't done that since the first night we met. i talked to his friend matt for a while, which was a total trip, and he (Q) invited me to go to spring weekend at uconn so i could meet him (the friend--matt), which i think i just might do. we'll see. anyway, during our conversation, we discussed about 20 million times how my birthday is on thursday, and how it's on january 13th, and how it's exactly one month after Q's birthday (december 13th), and blah, blah, blah..and suddenly i guess it just hit him and he goes "JANUARY 13th?! that's THURSDAY! that's in like...that's in a few days!!" and i said "i know, we've actually had this conversation in person a few times," and he got all excited and told me he'd call me on thursday and we'd go out as soon as he got back and we need to go on a date so he can take me to a bar for the first time andddddddd.....
aak!!!
quinton gelderman wants to take ME ON A DATE!
i just don't even know what to do.
clearly, the solution is to go play freecell on my new cell phone.
--s*