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My father called me "Alexandra" today instead of Ally or Alex... it was utterly strange. Gracie and I went to the mall and are orchestrating an escape from the house tomorrow night for about an hour. My grandparents are here (( which means I have to watch both them AND the baby while my parents are in Hawaii )) and I'm supposed to stay in all week... but I don't think that's gonna happen =] I don't mind spening time with my family... we're alarmingly close and all... but Gracie promised Mark we'd go see him play. And so that we will, I hope. -le sigh- Things should always go my way. I refuse to allow them not to. I know I haven't been updating... they've all actually been mostly friends only or private. Everything's been the same mostly. School work and beautiful people and glamour and sucess. A deer ran itno my car. Other things ran into my car... Alli and I went rock climbing with Jori and C.O.N.O.R. ((note the CONOR there.. that's right... he was in town, and gorgeous. I miss him already)) and Allison was amazing. She's my god, I think, from now on. She made it to the top of each and everyone. I suck. I only made it tothe top of one, and I barely even did that =[ Jackie and I have been Partying (what else??) and we're going to be having movie nights and such now that I'm stuck in the house. I think its strange, Jackie pointed this out, that we have to lie and cheat and steal and speed around before curfew just to hang out with people. Its really not like we're doing cocaine or eachother. We're actually surprisingly good kids for all the parying we do =] The other night we both realized at the same time how much we loved all of our friends... our millions of groups of boys we're with. We're such hang-out whores, really. I was showing pictures of everyone to my grand- parents tonight: Jackie, TJ (( who's at a wedding right now. I hate you, Timothy. I hate you. You should be ... here.) and Quentin and Alli and my sister and I. I showed her pictures of Mich and Chris Ashbrenner... both of whom are undergoing a hurricane as we speak. And I thought about everyone and how much I'm going to miss them when things are over. I suppose they won't be for awhile, but it really doesn't matter. Some of the ones I love tho most are absent in my pictures. I couldn't capture them, I guess. I couldn't capture them at all. I think I have to go put baby to bed now. The other night I read him a book called "baby's boat" before nap-yime, and the last line is "sail, baby, sail, out upon that sea. But only don't forget to sail back again to me..." He said "okay." Post a comment in response: |
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