I just realized I haven't posted here in over a month so I figure I'll update the blog on my life. (Like anyone actually reads this..) Oh well, it will be interesting to read over this stuff later. It will keep me from forgetting certain things that happen.

Umm. Well at the moment I'm texting Chris Graff. This is kind of sentimental to me. (Not just because I'm PMSing) but because he is my best guy friend. It is a really long story so I'll try to summarize it. When I was a freshman I moved 1000 miles away from my life. I was in a really bad place and I had very bad depression. I've never really talked about this with anyone.. but I was suffering from insomnia, I hated waking up I hated living. It sounds so emo but it really was my lowest point. Chris noticed this and he stepped up to the plate. He came over every morning and pulled me out of bed and made me face the day. He took me to do fun things every day. He introduced me to new people and always kept me busy. During the school year he would come over every afternoon and take me out to do things. You want to know the best part about this? His friendship was completely platonic. Not once did he make a move on me; nor I him. He is the one guy that I can think back on my time spent with him and think that it was literally just a brotherly / sisterly love. Anyway so today I was filling out a lame myspace survey and it asked who my best guy friend was. Even though I have a good guy friend right now - and I hadn't talked to Chris in a month or so I still put him. He'll probably always be my best guy friend. So I got all emotional and sentimental and texted him.

Moving on, me and Alex are good right now. He's going to come over after work and bring me chocolate ice cream. It's really the only cure to these monster cramps that I get. It's bad. Never grow ovaries. They suck. Bad.

So I'm working at an italian resturant as a hostess. It's an okay job. THe people are really nice and they make it interesting. One of the girls is a little off but at the end of the day she is nice so I'm not complaining. Hostessing is an okay job but it sucks because people get angry with you very easily. I never thought choosing a seat for someone would be this difficult. I figured it was easy enough, you just rotate which section to seat. But NO. God forbid you take a couple to a table and they treat it like a pariah. I swear; some people have serious grudges against these tables. It's strange to me. It's like they are afraid of it. They back up and their eyes get wide and they say, "No. No we can't sit here. No." It's so annoying. So I'll try to seat them at an alternate seat in the section but with my luck they ALWAYS choose to sit in the same section that I just sat. This pisses the waitor off because they are double sat. But not at the picky bitches who requested it. Oh no. They get mad at me.


Okay, i'm done ranting.

The dog groomer came today. I think she's obsessed with my boyfriend. She randomely knows him and knows everything about him. She groomed Charlie, Bitsi, and Studley. So Bitsi is in heat and Charlie and Studley keep double teaming her. It's disturbing because Studley and Charlie are related. Studley being Charlie's father. God forbid she gets pregnant. I honestly won't know who the father of her puppies are.

I won't be surprised if they come out skinny with long legs and suspicious chihuahua ears.

Pooh bear is a horny freak too.

Okay, I'm tired of blogging for now.
Peace.

I have re-joined the working class! && I get apartment keys on Thursday! Could my life be much better?

Nope. Not so much!


The only negative - I have to wear pantyhose for my job. :-S

Lol oh well
Roll in the dough!

Toodles.

It's so weird to me how you can completely overlook a time period in your life that holds with it so much emotion. When good memories are mixed with sadness it's often easier to leave them buried in your sub-consciousness then dig them up to remember. However, sometimes you need to remember those times. My life in Ruidoso seems like a whole life other than mine. It's like a movie played out in my mind. Nothing of my life is the same here. Everything is different and when I remember making a life there it basically overwhelms me with emotion. It's so different from Willis memories. Willis memories are closer, in my opinion. Even though some of them were even before my time in Ruidoso, I'm still here - with the same people. Looking at the same reminders of those memories everyday.

I think that's why it's easy to forget about Ruidoso as a life. Sometimes it feels like it was just an extended vacation that flew by so quickly. When in all reality it was over a year, and literally up until the last day before I moved; I had no idea I would ever be coming back.

It also makes me feel strange to imagine my life if we had never moved back. In a way it makes my stomach tighten and almost makes my eyes water. Life would be different still, with great friends - but no Alex. What would I do without Alex? Would I have found a new Alex? Would I be alone? I know it's pointless to think of the what-ifs but I can't help myself. If you don't think about the alternate endings you are basically leaving your memories buried. Because when you think of memories, you always think "What if this had changed."

I know I do.

Okay, I know my weird emotional blog is different from my other more light-hearted blogs but I needed to get this out somehow. It worked.


Toodles.

So today I had an enormous amount of stress due to my boyfriend's mother lecturing him and I about how we basically have to expensive taste when it comes to apartments. This isn't even true. Yes, we are moving into a nice apartment, but it's the cheapest one we could find that wasn't tax credit. All of the super cheap apartments are "tax credit" and if you are a student you don't qualify to live in the complex's. Yeah. It's pretty gay.

So me and Alex will have a total bill of around 800 dollars a month. (including everything.) His dad is helping out with 340 a month, so we will each have to pay 230 a month, which is really not bad at all.

So I put all of her negative thoughts aside and went shopping with my grandma for apartment-type things. It was a successful venture :)

I spent 128 dollars and bought:

A dining room table
4 red bowls
4 red plates
25 silverware set
2 zebra towels
2 black towels
black and silver toothbrush holder
zebra & black hand towels / rags
zebra shower curtain
black bath mat

That's a lot of stuff for a little bit of money. My maw maw cheered me up and now I'm optimistic again. Just try to break my spirit. See what happens. :)


Toodles.

So I haven't posted in a very long time. A lot has gone on and I have just been so busy with everything that I completely forgot this blog even existed to be completely honest. I founda link to it and started reading through my old entries and some of them made me kind of sad. Especially the blog about my birthday in Galveston. In case you guys haven't heard (which you probably hasn't, because unless it's a disaster in New Orleans - hurricanes aren't well publicized) Galveston got pretty much wiped off of the face of the map by Hurricane Ike. Ike was a scary point in time. it was crazy. Alex stayed with us through pretty much the whole thing. The actual hurricane part was completely scary. It was so windy the trees were pretty much lying horizontal. (In case you aren't good with horizontal/vertical - horizontal is like this: ----- remember "Virgins stand up, whores lye down".. lol my math teacher told me that.) Okay back on topic. Anyway, so there was a lot of devastation and Galveston is just never going to be the same.

I have a lot to catch up on. I guess I can start with the fact that Alex and I are going to be moving in together in June. He already signed the lease for our apartment. He's going to move in this month and I'm going to co-lease this summer. I told my family and while they don't condone it; they still support me as their daughter. I love Alex and I'm so excited to grow up and be independant. I actually applied at pier one today, I'll probably get the job and start off at 8.00 an hour. I'll also get good discounts on stuff for the apartment. So I've been saving up money and calculating expenses and this is my funding plan:

My savings:

100 dollars (Me and Alex decided to put 100 dollars into savings instead of getting Christmas presents.)
300 dollars from my parents for Christmas money.
560 dollars total from the 20 dollars a week I get from my parents.
4000Working 5 days a week for 5 hours (at least)

Which all leads to a grand total of 4,960 dollars (not counting the money I'll get from my family for Christmas.

That's several months rent so I'll be comfortable.

I love having plans.
:)

Gtg,
toodles.

So I'm home, I'm bored, I'm cranky, I'm annoyed, I'm happy, I'm in a lot of pain over anything else so I think I'll rant for a little while. (The was 8 I's in the first sentence.) Must be a record. Anyway, I'm sitting here and I could swear that a small shark has taken root in my ovaries and is eating its way out through my filopian tube. There is even blood as evidence. Okay so that was a bit over-graphic but I feel that I should let you know just how much pain I'm in right now. Every 3 - 5 seconds I have a cramp so bad I have to stop what I'm doing and cringe over in pain. It's annoying, it's really effecting the time it takes me to blog this.

I suppose I'll change the topic so I stop grossing you out. This weekend was homecoming and it was fun. THe game wasn't so successful. It's funny because we went from 0 and 25 to 3 and 0 and the homecoming game was one of the most awaited events of the year. People actually wanted to see if we had gotten any better only to find out that we played the same, if not worse then we had before. So homecoming game was a disaster. BUT I got to see some familier faces I haven't seen in years from the magnolia cheerleaders. Holla! (Obviously I've been watching to much Tyra show.) Anyway, the dance was fabulous. This is the first year that the decorations and snacks were on par. It was great. The DJ was okay too.

Recently I added a new girl to the "girls I hate" list. She is one of 2 girls to ever be on this list and I have a feeling she won't be getting off of it ever. She works with my boyfriend and wants his you know what and I just can't deal with slutty girls.

Sorry, that was the PMS talking.

Back to the topic.

...Well I guess we really don't have a topic..

I forgot to mention that my sister wants me to wear a penguin suit to her wedding. and NO I do not mean a suit suit. I mean a penguin costume. Complete with feet, a head, and a fuzzy body. I can't promise the attention won't be on the bride but whatever tickles her feathers... Or I guess my feathers.

Okay, I've had enough blogging. I'm out.

toodles.

I haven't blogged here in forever. To be honest I forgot about livejournal. I've been really busy ever since schoo started back so I haven't had time. I'm actually in abilene texas right now. My cousin got married yesterday and I was a bridesmaid. It was cool bc my sister was there and I got to see her


Hurricane ike screwed over ny internet service so I only have ner via blackberry currently. Ike was pretty insane. It stripped me of a life for a week. And power too. No school should be a good thing but there was nothing to do. It wasn't so bad in the beginning because alex was with me but he left for seattle so I was sad. Especially because he was gone on his birthday. But he came home and I gave him an amazing birthday date :). But then I had to leave :( hopefulyl ill get to see him tonight though

Ok well I've gtg bc I'm at a resturant with the fam. Toodles

I haven't posted in a week because I have literally been up to nothing. I haven't had internet access other then via blackberry. My dad has been out of town so I have been taking care of things at home for my mom and hanging out with alex. Tonight was supposed to be a night of freedom but yeah..didn't happen.. My mom begged me to stay home. She has this fear of being alone. I understand it considering she literally weighs 95 lbs so compared to her I stand a great chance ina fight against an intruder. Even clumsy me, she thinks I could be "stealth" I guess.


Ill update u on my life I guess:


I registered for my senior year and I have to say I'm going to have the easiest year EVER. The school started this "block schedule" thing so I have a days and b days. I also have 2 late arrival and one early release. What does this mean? It means I have 3 classes a day. Roughly 3 hours of school starting at 9 am. Its ridiculously easy. As it should be considering this is the last year I can really mooch and be a kid. The countdown has begun. School starts on the 27th. Scary. Summer has really gone by way too fast. Its been a blur.


Anyway, the decision has been made that I will wear a penguin suit to my sisters wedding. No lie. I'm not even going to explain that one. I'm very anxious to see those wedding pictures that's all I'm gonna say.


Okay well that's enough updatong for now. I'm still journaling via blackberry because my house internet is out. Its kind of hurting my thumbs now and if I keep journaling like this AND txting like I do ill have carpel tunnel in a week. Okay byee

Were home from our day out on the river and I'm officially a puerto rican. Alex says I'm tanorexic bc I never think I'm THAT tan when he says I'm black but whatever. We met alexs dads girlfriend and she's nice buthonestly she just looks like his mom. Alex even sees the similarity.


We went to this river swimming hole first and jus relaxed. There was a turtle that kept staring at us and it was kind of cute. it was kind of acary though bc it was on this damwatterfall thing that just dropped off qabout 20 feet so it maade u think you would go off it. You easily could if you fell asleep tanning on a float or something. You could stand at the edge and look off though so it was a crazy feeling. It was cool though.


Then we drove 45 minutes to the middle of nowhere to find the park we were going to was closed to the public today but we conveniently saw this awesome dam that was like a waterslide so we went thereand slid down for a few hours. While I was sunbathing there I got offered a beer by a group of rednecks..it was awkward. And I lost my shades :(

Ps I've decided I'm getting an australian shephard one day

Toodles :)

So yesterday was fun. I went to san antonio with alex and his family and we had a blast. We walked the river walk and ate at a resturant called dicks where all of the waitors are dicks to everyone lol. They make people wear hats that are suppose to look like condoms. There were these two guys in there and their waitor wrote "I love blowing bubbles" on the first guys condom hat and then wrote "I am bubbles" on his friends. They were so rude but it was hilarious.


Then we walked the river walk some more while we made a game plan. We were going to see an imax but we decided to go see the natural bridge caverns instead. We took the illumination tour and it was beautiful. Even with 185 stairs that you had to walk down and then up again it wasd worth it.


Connected to the caverns there is this car safari that you can go on and there is all kind of animals. Zebras, deer, buffalo, etc, and....huge scary BIRDS. Ill get to that part in a minute. So I called my mom and it turns out I had been to that same safari when I was two do obviously I don't remember it. Bur alex and I have officially discovered the root of my weird bird phobia. So were going through this safari and everythings great. I'm feeding the buffalo and antelope and all kinds of cool animals and all of a sudden this huge bird comes up to the window. My hysteria kicks in and to my humiloiation I'm crying like a baby. We pass the bird and then along comes one 3 times the size of the first. Literally It was the size of a minicooper. I'm hiding my face bc I saw it from far away and I don't wantr to cry again so alex tells me that its gone and there is a baby donkey. I look up and this huge birds body is covering the entire window. JUsT its body. I screamed bloody murder and then began crying again. Later I called my mom only to discover when I was 2 I had the same reaction to the birds.. So there it is. The mystery to my bird phobia..

Oh well it was still fun. Then we watched the new. X files movie and went back to alexs dads house. Now today were going to the river like..right now so I've got to go


Toodles

So I'm in the car with alex and all of his family and I'm doing a livejournal on my blackberry.. I know I should be cutting my wrists right now I'm a little desperate.. Anyway, its really funny to me because alexs brother and sister are the model children minding their own business and then u have me and alex being the nischeivous ones lol.


So we just went into mcdonalds and I can already tell this is going to be one of those days. I have clutzy days. Actually I have a clutzy life. Its sad but true. I always trip,fall down stairs etc. Anyway so while getting out of the car I simultaniously scratch my leg on some unknown and hit my head. Then while getting my drink I totally spill it. As alex says, you can't take me out in public.


Let me tell you my most embarrassing moment ever. Its a bad one and as usual it revolves around falling. So we went on a group trip to washington dc and our tour guide was showing us around. When we got to the courthouse she informed us that while we were walking up the stairs we would be in the background of national news. So were all excited. I walk halfway up then trip and roll down in the background of the news. Yep. That's me. Its sad really


Okay well I'm gonna go now. Feeling weird journaling via blackberry. Kind of desperate


Toodles

I'm going to kerrville with alex :). Random last minute change of plans so I'm excited!!! Kaybyee

I'm not even exaggerating when I tell you I just spent the las 10 hours deep cleaning my section of the house. I had a bit of a stressful morning (As noted from the previous post) and when I get upset, my anxiety skyrockets. It can really be set off by the smallest thing, but when it's set off I have to give in to my compulsions so that I can go to sleep satisfied. So I gave into them and now everything is so clean it could sparkle.


Here was my list of things:


1. Print out new pictures to replace older pictures in my frames. It was a successful venture and now I feel updated and fresh not having pictures from like 2 or 3 years ago, but 2 or 3 days ago.

2. Clean my room. This didn't take much because I clean my room at least once daily.

3. Re-do my closet. This is what took up the duration of the 10 hours. I took out all of my clothes, washed them, color coded them, and hung them back up. I also re-organized my shoes where the newest, cutest pumps are proudly displayes. ( Sadly I wish I was kidding.) When it comes to shoes, I'm a bit materialistic. I feel charitable because I probably sent off about 200 articles of clothing to goodwill. Old t-shirts, jackets, pants, shoes. Some people are going to have fun at the good will.

So my closet is a bit more empty but just ready to be re-filled!

Finally, I vaccuumed my room, hallway, and 2 spare rooms and I feel very accomplished.


Now, I am un-stressed and can go to sleep happy.
Pfft.
That's all it takes.
10 damn hours.


I'm going to sleep.
Toodles. 

Great conversation:
-The people in this  = me and anonymous person.
-read from bottom to top.


"
Anon

ok

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: Kendall
Date: Jul 22, 2008 11:42 AM


Well I do use Alex in the sense that I depend on him because I love him. Just the same way he depends on me. The same way that you depend on Brittni. I love Alex. If I had been just "using" him I would have broken up with him a year and a half ago. I'm not sure what incidents you're talking about but just please understand that you're mistaken.

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: anon
Date: Jul 22, 2008 11:38 AM


im not saying were not friends im just saying that there has been a couple of incedents where it look like u were just using him but i am sorry i souldnt have said that

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: kendall
Date: Jul 22, 2008 11:34 AM


We never talk because I respect your relationship and how your girlfriend would feel if we did talk a whole lot. I thought we were still friends at least.

As for Alex and I's relationship. You wouldn't know the least about it. That "little puppett" of mine is a great person and I respect him. I never abuse the fact that he cares about me.

I don't know how you even think you know anything about my relationship, but you're wrong. You of all people should know I treat boyfriends with love and respect. I don't run them around like puppetts.


----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: anon
Date: Jul 22, 2008 11:29 AM


no its not that i cant its that we never talk so whats the point. and i dont really concider yall 2 dating i think hes just ur lil puppet doing everything u tell him to

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: kendall
Date: Jul 22, 2008 10:45 AM


A source told me that u weren't allowed to have me on ur myspace... Soooo I tested that theory and it's true..


Funny stuff..

Considering that I'm not even a threat bc I've been dating someone 4 months longer then you have. && I dated u when I was like.... 13?? 14??


Weird.
But funny.
.......... "




GAY.
Toodles.
 

    Today was one of those days where you just think to yourself, "What the hell?" 



Events:

1. Cheerleading practice at 7:30 in the morning. 
               -7 people there.
               -Conditioning for an hour.
               -Painting signs.

WHERE IS THE CHEERLEADING IN THAT? I could have slept in.



2. Subway stop
           -1 hour early (But the doors were open.)
           -Nice asian dudes make me sandwiches anyway so I tip them.
           -Best damn sandwiches EVER.


3. Alex's house.
           - Sleep.
           -Sleep
           -Sleep.
           -Fight.


4. Shoe shopping.
          -great shoes.
          -end fight.



PS. Me and Alex's fight was about Shaved Legs and hairy eyebrows. It's an interesting story but I feel I might be smited by the fairy love God if I tell it to you for not witholding the secrecy of the relationship fight code.


(The fairy love God is Alex.)


MMK.
Toodles.

             Alex called and woke me up today inviting me to lunch with his family. That was a great idea because I love his grandma's curry sandwhiches more then anything. They're amazing, tasty, and believe it or not healthy. Go figure huh? 



      I pretty much officially can't go to Kerrville with alex. My parents are unreasonable and don't like me to do things out of town. They're going to hate a year from now.


I'm not in a blogging mood but I felt I should write something today.
Toodles.

     I have found that being in love with someone is one of the most hard things to do. I hate how they always make it look so easy and beautiful in the movies because if you have ever been in love you know it's not like that. Love is sacrifice after sacrifice which causes stress and tension that eventually drives you insane. Love makes you want to spend all your time with that person until you look and feel like a crazy psychotic control- freak even know you have great intentions. Love ultimately turns you into a monster that can't be self dependant anymore to save their life.




Let me tell you a little story about a girl:



  I guess I'll start with once upon a time:

Once upon a time there was this girl.. Let's call her "Jane" for the sake of storytelling.


   Jane was raised in a male dominated household. Typically women are submissive and forced to bend over at the will of any man around. If women stood up to their "man" they would get ignored for weeks at a time. Ignored, or they would get blamed for everything that went wrong. Jane watched as this male dominated society completely caused chaos and unhappiness before her eyes. She watched for years as her sister followed in the same torchured footsteps of her mother, only to go to one wife-beating drug head boyfriend to the next. (Not that Jane's father is a drug-head. She was lucky not to have that.) The thought of being completely controlled and basically feeling as if your "man" is your father made Jane completely sick to the stomach. She decided the last time she would ever be controlled by anyone but herself would be the day before her eighteenth birthday.



One day Jane met an older, wiser, very intriguing boy - let's call him "Adam." -  Adam knew everything right to do and everything right to say. He didn't do or say it because he was lying and wanted something out of it. Adam was honest and the thing she really liked was that he was generally submissive hisself. Adam was the guy who Jane would fall in love with and he would change her in the right ways, but also in the wrong ones.


  Jane liked the fact that Adam would come when he called. Not to sound masochistic but it was almost the joy one might feel when a dog successfully retrieved a stick. (Not that I'm comparing "Adam" to a dog, he's not a dog.) BUT, if a dog complies you usually give it a treat and are pleased. You see Jane had never met a man that would do anything for a woman. She never knew a man to display such kindness and nurture a woman. After all, women are nurturers, right? So she began to depend on Adam. Every day he came to see her and every day he grew more kind. She needed him constantly to be there for her, to do things for her. She was to caught up in everything to see that she was becoming a mess. She was becoming the genuine stereotype for the men in her family.


 One day, Adam decided he was going to change and become more dominant. After being teased too long by his friends he stood up to Jane. He stood up to her time after time after time. This made Jane emotional and lost. Where had Adam gone? Who was this person? Had she really fallen for a man like her father after all and never even been aware she was doing it? Adam ignored Jane when mad. Adam didn't want to see her, he didn't want to spend all of his time with her, he didn't want to do things for her.



  Jane held in her emotions and her heartache and every so often they would come out in fits of rage that didn't even end in her favor. Nothing worked out anymore. She was submissive. He was dominant. Something had to change.  She realized that love was like math, you can't have a negative and a positive person. Because the negative will always beat the positive. They had to both be submissive at the right times..


How was my little story? 
Did you like the moral?


It kind of fits my day.
I'm tired.
toodles.

So I'm officially starting the countdown until I'm legal. My mother and I have interesting conversations. 


Take last night for example:

Me: Mom, you know a year from today I can have sex with an 80 year old man if I want too.
Her: Sure... If you want too.



She's on to me. The idea of it is sick and disturbing, but I found it a hilarious conversation. Anyway; I guess I'll tell you about my 17th birthday. I'll start off with the morning. Well, we were 2 hours late to the beach and at first I was stressing a little bit but I got over it because it really wasn't that big of a deal. On our way we stopped at market street because Neil and Jordan wanted Chipotle. So Neil steals the chipotle sauce. The whole bottle. Now, I know they have plenty but come on. I'm sure they have small packages of that stuff! When we first were going to go to Chipotle it wasn't open for 10 more minutes so we walked to sharper image. I guess from what they said they went bankrupt so they had a sale. Usually sales are like... 30 percent off? This sale was literally 99 % off. So Neil bought a random black shelf thing for one dollar. He wanted to make a "Monster ramp" (Which was a failure in the end.)


Then we were off to the beach!


At the beach we ate at a place called "fish tales." It's kind of like Joes crab shack from my experience. Anyway, so we're inside and Jordan, Alex, and Neil all tell me they think it smells like shit and they want to eat outside. I agreed only because I didn't consider one thing: We are in Galveston and there are seagulls. Another thing I never mentioned in my "intro to Kendall" is that I have a major bird phobia.. I know I know.. It makes NO sense, but I've always had it and I always will. I would rather be in the room with a serial killer then a bird. Anyway, so we're outside and there are birds EVERYWHERE. Seagulls, pigeons, crows.. Just a lot of birds. My anxiety sky rockets and it was hard to NOT be terrified. These birds I swear to god could sense my fear because they started doing these...things... with their wings. It was scary and it looked like they were trying to make themselves even more scary. It was all worth it though because I had the best crab meat ever. Jordan was afraid of the crabs because her phobia is of shellfish like things. (lobsters, crabs, etc etc.) She just doesn't like the way they look.


Next stop : The strand.



So the strand is a strip in Galveston that has shops and resturants and a human size chessboard. We first stopped at the chess board and Alex pissed off a mom who was trying to take pictures of her little girls. They were set on playing each other though. So we shopped for a while and eventually Alex decides that we need to buy sunscreen. We stop in one of the little stores to find their sunscreen is really expensive. BUT they need sunscreen so they buy it. From there we go back to the car to make our way to the beach and the car dies. (We're in my mom's jeep.) It comes back on and everything but it was still scary because we were in the middle of an intersection. From there we die a few more times. Then we keep seeing cars that are broke down everywhere so we get really nervous. (Obviously, noithing bad 
happened to us though.)




So we get to a parking lot by the beach and park. This is where we realize that Neil left the sunscreen somewhere and we have to buy a whole new package of it. We go into the little convenience store on the corner and Alex and Neil are buttraped by the cost of the sunscreen. They asked Jordan and I if we would split the cost with us, but we weren't even going to use any so we weren't so keen on the idea. This pissed Neil off for a moment. The whole time they were looking for sunscreen, Jordan and I saw these children toys that supposedly slither by themself, and we are confused by how they work. We want to open one but we don't want to spend 6 bucks on this little thing that we're never going to use again. So we stalk the thing until a little girl buys one. We watch her open it and feel like idiots when we realize that it has a string attached to it.. From there Neil and Alex make fun of us and it seems to put them in a much better mood. We crossed the street and were going to the beach and I saw a "waldo" from the waldo books painted into the concrete so obviously I took a picture with it. It was momentous.



The beach was fun. We played frisbee, the guys skim boarded. The monster ramp was a failure as a ramp but wasn't terrible as a float. There were barely any waves so that was kind of dissapointing but we still had fun. At one point Jordan and I were really thirsty so we walked to subway. We're in our bikinis and we walk into subway to get a drink and there is this old old man checking us out. It was creepy and nasty and I decided I'll never date one. I don't care if he's rich. lol



Then we drove home and Alex and I had a little dinner date. After the dinner date we went to the 12 o'clock showing of the new batman movie. It was crazy. there were so many people there that they used all of the cinemas in the movie to play it. it was really good, but kind of creepy when you think that Heath Ledger is dead and everything. Especially because his last line EVER in a movie is:

"Madness is like gravity, it always brings you down." 


That's strangely ironic because the reason he died is he got so into character by taking drugs that he literally went crazy.


Okay well I'm tired of blogging.
Toodles.