happy birthday to me
well everyone, june 2nd,2005 is officially my birthday. haha. yeah me and me cousins danny, justin and brandon went out to this restraunt today and we wanted them to sing so they told them it was my birthday.. it was sooo funny. then we went out and raced go-karts and went into the batting cages. i dont mean to brag, but i hit every single ball. me and my cousin kinda had a talk, but i mean.. he got my screen name so i'll have my one on one talk with him whenever we talk online.
this week was pretty damn sucky. heres my update on everything pretty much.
monday- drove to michigan..came home to my aunts house, no one was here but she always leaves her house for us to have as if it were our own. about half an hour later my cousin showed up with her friend lacy. she was nice. then my other aunt [not the one who owns the house] showed up. the aunt who owned the house showed up last, which is kinda funny because she invited everyone over then wasnt even home.
tuesday- went shopping in the morning and bought two new sweatshirts and a new shirt. all of which are from this amazing store called steve and barry's. i am yet to be unhappy with their clothes. yeah i threw a mini hissy fit out of stress about not being able to go to aeropostale, american eagle, and pac sun. then we had the wake. my dad cried. i cried. my mom cried. amanda cried. amanda was balling and i called her over and sat her on my lap and cried with her for a while. i serisouly thought that was gonna be the worst of it all. but the next day was an 8 hour wake compared to this small 4 hour one. my cousin brandon showed up around 7. he gave this big ol' bear hug, and i havent even seen him in over 5 years.[according to him, the last time he saw me was when i was overly obsessed with the spice girls]
wednesday- about ten times the people that came the first day, came that day. aww man. i went in there and just stared at my grampa for about 5 minutes every half hour. it hit me hard man. i called a ton of people both days. merlin [my cousins boyfriend] kept making fun of how much i was on the phone. and EVERYONE was making fun of how i say wicked so much.
thursday [today]- well we woke up and went to the funeral. everyone looked great, and then everyone cried. i sat next to my cousins brandon and justin, whom may i add, both cried. i was in such shock the first two days seeing him lay there dead, that i wasnt even ready to cry. but today man, it just hit me. i cried and cried, and hugged and hugged. and then, we went out and watched them put the caskett in the ground. that was kinda scary actually. then we went out to this wicked expensive, wicked nice restraunt. they served us chicken pasta and bread. then we all came back to the house i'm staying at again. but brandon went to the gym and offered us all rides and wanted to know if we wanted to go. but us being smart people and all, said no thanks. about 10 minutes later, danny wanted to go so i offered to ride my bike up there with him. whoa was that fun! 3 miles there, then worked out on bikes/treadmills for about an hour, then 3 miles back home. i actually wanna go back to the gym. and thanks to my cousin, i have a membership, even though they think i'm his daughter. oh well! yeah and that all added up to my birthday adventure.