Aug 06, 2005 10:08
So, since last Saturday, I have probably been more active than I have been in a very long time. I bowled, played pool, tennis, soccer, and swam. Of course, not all were done vigorously, but they still count. I'm kind of proud of myself. If only I could have more weeks like this. I really enjoyed playing tennis with Jessica, Janice, and Mom (although we took turns). Ever since, I've been craving to play it. Mom, Janice, Sarah, and I went to the lake Thursday and came back yesterday, Friday. It was Sarah's first time going this summer, and I enjoyed it, because I hardly get to spend time with her, especially one on one, and it was nice. We had fun being dangerous and destructive with the soccer ball. There were many laughs, which seems to be the case often when we go with any of them. Mom has made some interesting mistakes in conversation lately, and we now have more family inside jokes involving her. One in particular being when she said, "I'm scared of butterbeans," when she really meant to say that she was scared of bumblebees. 'Twas great.
We were only home yesterday about thirty minutes or so. It wasn't a very happy time, because--I don't know. Mom got really stressed. michael's a dumbass. Dad's stressed. I would be, too, if I had to stay there all of the time with michael. I kind of felt bad for leaving, again, but I was really glad that we were.
I was able to rent The Sims on Playstation 2 and immediately began to play it when we arrived at my aunt's house. We're dog-sitting. I'm happy, because I have a PS2 to play, satellite to watch if I want, and the Internet. Mom's not happy, because... her mind never rests. She's always some place else, thinking of everything else she needs to get done. I wish she could just relax and enjoy the peace and quiet like me.
We're going "shopping," (I quote it because it's only shopping if you actually are able to find something to buy), because it's tax-free weekend for back-to-school. I kind of dread it, really. But we'll see.
Bad thing about this computer is that web-sites are really weird and kind of messed up. In fact, I can't even read my friends page. I can't read the text. So, perhaps I'll get to do that when we go home for a little while.
As of this moment, I don't want the weekend to end.