short entry
Mood: ok, stressed
Listening to: nothing really
hi! just checking in!
Sarah
Mood: ok, stressed
Listening to: nothing really
hi! just checking in!
Sarah
Mood: ok
Listening to: the sounds from my brothers videogame
so, anyway continuing the on going story
so, while i'm telling 'S' about the dancing experience, she gets a call from john. asking if she and i wanted to come over to his parents house for games and a movie possibly. he said it was adult supervised so, 'S' called her mom to ask for permission and her mom said yes.while i was eating i got a call on my cellphone it was greg asking if we were both coming i said yes and he said in a much cheerful note YES!. when we arrived at the house, john's parents were there to greet us. they said the boys were all very excited to have us over. we went to the basement and were surprisingly greeted with hugs. 'S' felt a little scared that something would happen, but, we weren't sure if maybe that's how they greeted most people. we started playing some games we played everything from yahtzee to clue then decided to watch a movie. we decided we all wanted to see "benchwarmers" so we went to go rent it. four of them rode in greg's car while two rode on a motorcycle. 'S' was afraid of motorcycles so i rode with john on his dad's motorcycle. (i can't blame 'S' for being scared, when she was 7 years old she burned her foot on one) we went to none other than blockbuster and rented the movie. while we were watching the movie, i was sitting by john who strecthed his arm out behind me. i wasn't sure what to do, i thought maybe he liked to sit with his arm like that. i tried to act "natural" and just watch the movie but, that was bothering me. i knew he wasn't just relaxing when he drew himself closer. 'S' noticed this too. i called her cellphone and she pretended it was her mom. she told them that she had to go and that she had to go school shopping tomorrow and stuff like that. then she excused herself to the bathroom to really call her mom. her mom came to pick us up and asked why we wanted to leave. we told her the story and she said it could have been worse and how we made the right choice. when we got back to 'S' 's house, we recognized someone turning around in the driveway across the street it was the boys. 'S' was a little freaked out and so was i. 'S' lives in a two story house and her bedroom is on the second floor. we stayed up until 3 in the morning talking about our experience. 'S' said she had given them our home phone numbers and cellphone numbers. i was a little scraed that they would try to hook up with us again. needless to say we had a great time with only a few dampers. Sarah
p.s. my new little nephew was born two days ago.
Mood: great
Listening to: my typing and fans blowing
Mood: ok
Listening to: the gentle hum of the fans
i can't believe i wasn't allowed to compete in the school presidential elections! the principal said because i was friends with one of the "presidents" i was not allowed to vote either. it is extremely frustrating. and the reason i couldn't compete is because my friend was running before me. and they didn't want any hard feelings if my friend beat me in the election.
seriously, this is aggrivating! i'm not mad at my friend at all i'm just frustrated at the schools desicion.
well, in some lighter news i might be giving four of my six little cousins piano lessons. that won't be that bad. my aunt said she doesn't want them for free, although i'd have a much better time doing it for free than for money or cash. i don't know all the details she called to ask my mom first. she said the payment would be twenty dollars a kid. that in my opinion is too much for me. i was thinking five.
i recently mowed my sister and her boyfriend's huge lawn for thirty bucks. i offered to do it for considering she is my sister. but, after climbing up and down all the hills and triming around all seven of their trees and bushes i was more than glad to accept the money, ha ha ha! i feel bad. so, i did a rap at my church not to long ago it was about the mount of olives. it was pretty good considering i'm white and it helped me find out something. i have a african-american friend at my church. he plays it up gangsta 98% of the time. so, when i did this little rap with my sister and me on vocals and my brother as the beat box, he claimed he could rap better than my sister and me, and right there in front of his whole 12 people posse, he embarassed himself. welp, gotta skidattle!
Sarah