thanksgiving part 2: the sequel
I feel very EUGHH and restless. my inner chelsea is screaming at the top of her lungs. i dont like to sleep.
its midnight. again. mah mah mah. you wonder why im tired at school. only you dont.
do dee do dee do i am way too proud of my music collection
thanksgiving pt 2 was today, right? *right*
it was a bit awkward. my cousin is in seventh grade and hes about a foot taller than me (ME!! tall woman of the forest!!!) but he looks almost exactly like me. er... only not. its so weird... anyway it was awkward city. and tall city (yes they are all about 8 feet tall- even gramma) and it was food city, and it was blah blah blah city, and it was cousin city. there are the elem kids (4 plus one of their friends) and the one middleschooler and moi. and we dont talk. all the little kids go and play (which worries me- i have no idea what they were doing upstairs) and me and him are stuck there with the adults and i am too shy to talk to him (yeah i know i am lame) so... eh. funny dude. hes gone all gangster. but the adults live to embarrass us. ughh... gahh!!
as for the rest of my family.... they are so weird. and talkative. and tall. the oldest (and tallest) son is ill in many ways, the 2 middly sons are somewhat normal (by lee standards) and the daughter that was there is all hippy. she went on and on and ON AND ON AND ON about sanskrit and buddhists and aromatherapy and food therapy and such. but she is my employer and she pays me much.
i have to work on friday and i might need to bring a friend... its just loading kids on ponies, taking their picture, and supervising the petting zoo. we would trade off between the... 4 of us (me, her, *friend of either me or tia*, tia).the pay is lower than usual ($4-8 an hour) and its 4 hours. sounds like fun eh? yeah i knew no one would go for it.
its midnight. again. mah mah mah. you wonder why im tired at school. only you dont.
do dee do dee do i am way too proud of my music collection
thanksgiving pt 2 was today, right? *right*
it was a bit awkward. my cousin is in seventh grade and hes about a foot taller than me (ME!! tall woman of the forest!!!) but he looks almost exactly like me. er... only not. its so weird... anyway it was awkward city. and tall city (yes they are all about 8 feet tall- even gramma) and it was food city, and it was blah blah blah city, and it was cousin city. there are the elem kids (4 plus one of their friends) and the one middleschooler and moi. and we dont talk. all the little kids go and play (which worries me- i have no idea what they were doing upstairs) and me and him are stuck there with the adults and i am too shy to talk to him (yeah i know i am lame) so... eh. funny dude. hes gone all gangster. but the adults live to embarrass us. ughh... gahh!!
as for the rest of my family.... they are so weird. and talkative. and tall. the oldest (and tallest) son is ill in many ways, the 2 middly sons are somewhat normal (by lee standards) and the daughter that was there is all hippy. she went on and on and ON AND ON AND ON about sanskrit and buddhists and aromatherapy and food therapy and such. but she is my employer and she pays me much.
i have to work on friday and i might need to bring a friend... its just loading kids on ponies, taking their picture, and supervising the petting zoo. we would trade off between the... 4 of us (me, her, *friend of either me or tia*, tia).the pay is lower than usual ($4-8 an hour) and its 4 hours. sounds like fun eh? yeah i knew no one would go for it.