My weekend... stare
yeah...
I went to my grams... I love my gram... but she isn't doing so well... and my mum gets all weird about it... and I feel uncomfortable... because my gram will be like "I won't be around much longer" and it's like... what do you say to that? So anyway... she gave me my birthday gifts. she made me an afgan (<--- not sure if I spelled that right... but w/e) it's really really pretty. she gave me that, a book, a shirt and most importantly a 20. and later my uncle slipped me another 20... I am up $40, which I am saving for something really really important.
speaking of my uncle... he's got a new chick in his life. she's nice... I don't really know her that well. so I refuse to write any more.
Went to my cousin's dance recital... I wanted to gouge my eyes out. It was that bad. my cousin (who is three... I think) was the best dancer there (and I am not just saying that because she's my cousin) she was the only one who wasn't looking at the other girls to know what comes next, she was the only one in the shoe that smiled the ENTIRE time, and she was the only one who had any energy at all.
The rest of the dances were all the same... and there was no energy and no smiles and nothing... and worst yet... their theme... was "Under the big top" circus themed. and yet the show started off with a slow song dance, and the songs that followed weren't much better (WHY WERE ALL THE SONGS ABOUT CLOWNS SAD?!?!?!?). I was sooooo bored... and I hope to god my dance recitals were never that boring.
If my cousin wants to continue dance... I would suggest going somewhere else to learn, otherwise she will never get anywhere.
Next topic.
Went to my dad's mum's house sunday...
well... at least she wasn't talking about her death. I was kind of ticked. My cousin (completely different cousin BTW) is going through a vegitarian phase, and my new foster cousin (who I just met) is lactose intolerant.... or something. Any way we all wanted to go out to a restaurant... we can't go. my cousin complained.
we got pizza.
I am soooo tired of Pizza.
And to make things worse, I was eating chicken pizza and sitting next to my cuz, and she starts clucking. trying to get me to feel guilty for eating a chicken. I shut her up though I was like "hey someones got to keep the population from over flowing"
anyways the new kid is nice... very formal though... she shook my hand when I left... it was weird.
Anyway... I am bored... and needed to rant... and if I think of anything else I'll add it.
 Io Nanba · Tue May 16, 2006 @ 02:43am · 0 Comments |
