sunday.

today was amazing... besides the fact that i got no work done.
i woke up at six, because thats just what i do on sundays,
and went out to breakfast to the pancake house.
we talked for three hours in that little booth
over pancakes and eight glasses of water.
i loved it. someone commented on how we're like an old couple,
but if anything, thats the best compliment,
seeing as there was an old couple sitting behind us ;p
we never run out of things to talk about, and things are never awkward.
after that, was my last driver ed class.
after six months of in car, its all done- finally.
after the lesson yesterday, my techer had a 'stress attack' or something,
which is pretty much the equivalence to a heart attack.
he was telling us today, how twenty minutes after we left the paramedics came and took him to the hospital and he didnt think he would see us again- if you get my drift.
things like this just force you to open your eyes to reality, you know?

sickness.

im sick.
i hate being sick.
youre tired, and feel like crap
and have to deal with everyday stuff anyways.
i dont want to go to school tommorow.
hell, maybe i wont.
after all, theres nothing important on tommorow that i know of.
plus, i missed a two and a half hour practice today.
i feel so bad because of it.
stupid flu.

invite.

okaysoheresthething.
i was invited to my friends dads birthday.
and its kinda the most exciting event this month.
i get to go and be awkward infront of an italian family.
theyre hardcore catholic, so im afraid if they find out im athiest
they will shun me from.. well, italian stuff.
im just, super exited.
my two best friends will be there, with their parents,
and fernando! oh italians...
i dont even know what to write about this.
i supose youll hear more when it happens..?

mooning.

new moon is quite possibly the worst movie ive ever seen.
i saw it in the cheap seats, and the theatre was full.
and by that i mean full of teenagers and middle aged men.
very very few small children, really.
well, the characters were laughable,
the plot was as thin as a receeding hair line,
and the acting was... not avaliable.
overally, we almost got kicked out three times
for talking and laughing at the stupid movie.
eventually, we were told to 'shut the fuck up',
which made me laugh even more.
oh you crazy ston- i mean, edward cullan fans.
just go eat a pice of reality pie.

spa day.

to celebrate my sixteenth, mother and i had a spa day at ten spa.
it was abso-freaking-tastic.
its basically where upper class women go to gossip.
(aka, alana mac. and family.
her mother and i bonded over pita bread.)
between the deep tissue massage and mani/pedi
mother and i gourged on all the sushi, dried fruits, tea and pita bread
that was humanly possible. so delecious.
we were there for five hours, just relaxing.. and sleeping.
that was the most luxerious place ive ever been in-
its on the tenth floor of the ft. gary.
ohmygod. as we were leaving some super sexy english guy
(we're talking movie star hot here)
comes in and asks for a gift certitifate for his girlfriend.
what a cutie... what a lukcy girl.

cuddling.

today was chickflick night with caitlin.
basically, it was a date, minus any sexual attraction.
which is really too bad-
in the sense that we can never get dates, i mean.
like, we cuddle up on the couch
and coon over sweet guys who do adorable things,
then rant about the guys we're fantasising of.
its a great way to spend a friday night.
then again, it also makes your heart hurt a little bit.
especially, if you have your eye on somebody
who turns their eye away from you.
but hey, when all else fails, your girls and ice cream are there.
thats all that really counts.

heels, hookers, and bowling.

i had the best night today in a long time.
bowling for an hour, and not even realizing the time had passed.
there are just those people
you can spend x amount of time with
and have a fantastic time, regardless of the setting.
those people are hard to come by.
i hope everybody else had fun at the dance, though.
maybe the female population vs male population wasnt too overwhelming.
then again, the best times are when its just you and the girls
doing whatever the hell you want.
being sexy, just for the sake of being so,
beats impressing random guys any day.