haha, that was just for the sake of my friends and our lovely inside jokes. sorry that your probably not one of the few inside. wink but i am a little mixed emotioned right now. i dont know, i was really happy earlier today. but thats probably because of reading the whole midnight sun thing...you know what? how about i tell you about my last few days? they were actually pretty fun. okay, so i'll start with thursday. it wasnt really that special, but it did come first, so it only seems fair to go in that order. so for the last few days my mother had been nagging me about the whole "back to school night" thing that goes on at my school. i kept telling her, "mom, its for the PARENTS. kids arent supposed to go unless their forced against their will" "well maybe you will be." she said. i snorted. so that kind of conversation went on for a few days and mom kept saying that i would have to come with her and i told her no no no. eventually she looked it up online and i said "SEE! right there, it says 'back to school night for parents." so i had won that arguement. but on thursday night turns out my dad was going to go. i didnt make any immediate changes to my plan, which i had exerted so much effort on. but when i was in my room listening to music my dad knocked on my door. i could tell because it was the quiet knock. and whenever my brothers came to the door they knocked loudly, and whenever my mom came to my door she just screamed at me through it. so i wasnt quite so reluctant to actually open the door. "are you coming with me?" my dad did his playful smile that he always does. "i dunno..maybe" i said. "well i'll need a guide to get to the classes, and i still have some money that has to be used on that dairy queen card" okay. he got me. i'm a sucker for ice cream. so i agreed and it wasnt actually so dreadful. now if mom had gone, yeah it would have been. but dad didnt say anything to me for saying things about how boring the teachers were. i could get away with my little comments of "well wasnt that lecture absoloutly facinating" and he would just smile along with me. one of the boys who was in my first hour waved at me, and i he had never paid me much notice anytime before that. and i was like. "umm..hi?" it was weird. so i survived the whole thing, which took about 2 hours to finish. and i didnt leave with the feeling that i had just wasted two hours of my life, because it was actually just a tiny bit fun. so me and dad were walking out into the parking lot and i saw that boy again and he did this little pointing fingers thing, you know the kind of finger points that look like guns? and said "see you tomorrow in first hour!" and smiled. ookay, where had THAT come from? as i said, the boy had never spoken to me before, and i really didnt care to speak to him either, but i just waved again. i wrote it off as maybe some sort of act for HIS parents, like he was great friends with everyone in school. me and dad got in the car and i said "alright, now its YOUR turn to fill your side of the bargain" and we drove to dairy queen. we went inside, instead of doing the usual drive through thing that i do with my mom. of course, we cant eat food until after we've washed our hands with her rolleyes which is really stupid i might add, since you dont eat ice cream with your hands. when we were standing in the front of the line waiting for our ice cream my dad laughed and said "are you following us?" so i turned around to see who he was talking to and it was that boy with is family again! holy crap! i was starting to feel stalked right about now, and i wasnt exactly enjoying it. not that most stalking would be enjoyable in the first place, but anyhoo, back to my story. "just a coincidence" the boy said and smiled. so i got my blizzard ( a girl scout mint blizzard!) and dad grabbed his and we walked out the door. on the way there he had seen some car or something parked at the car sales place. so we walked over there while eating our ice cream and admired the cars. it was really cool, because the night was really dark and i dont often get to be out at night, so i enjoyed every second of it. he told me stuff about the old style car, which was apparently a remake of the old style. i'm not good at car names, so i dont remember it. but it was still fun walking around with my dad. we dont usually get to talk much. he's always away at work until pretty late, and when he is home he's usually watching tv, or i'm reading, or online or doing something else. so yeah. it was nice to talk to him, even if it was about things like cars. we got back in our car and drove to dillons to pick up some milk. (i tell you, my hands were FREEZING!) and then got back into the car to drive home. he talked about some random stuff for awhile and then he said something about "so when are you going to go to the movies with your boyfriend?" my mouth kind of dropped open i guess, but i quickly recovered and said "well the first step would to actually GET a boyfriend" and laughed. "besides, i dont think mom would approve. she always says i have to wait till sixteen. so how would i get away with it?" "well if you remember, mom wasnt exactly sixteen herself when she went out." "yeah, she's not exactly setting the best of examples there." i smirked "and, oh, i do believe it was her father who let her go." he said. hmm. so does this mean if i were to get a boyfriend dad would be my cover? i bet he wouldnt give a care either way if i waited till fifteen... the thought only occured to me later, but he probably thought the stalker boy was my boyfriend, since he was showing up ever so conveniently and being so friendly. lol. oh well. so yeah, that night was pretty fun. oh, i was planning on writing about more than just thursday wasnt i? yes..i was going to write about friday and today as well. lol. too bad about that, considering this is all so long already. i'm horrible at telling short stories. lol. okay, i'll sum this one up as quick as possible. *edit* never mind. i made it another entry entirely. it was too long.
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Don't you just hate when someone says, "I <3 you."?
I mean seriously, all they're saying is "I less than 3 you."
Woot. Someone less than 3's you. Celebrate, why don't ya.
I mean seriously, all they're saying is "I less than 3 you."
Woot. Someone less than 3's you. Celebrate, why don't ya.
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