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| Current music: | dashboard confessional - as lovers go |
Loving people who are so far away makes it hard to feel like life is whole when you're home.
star8brite23: lets be realistic
Kitty 59 Kat: TWENTY is realistic?!?
... oh katrina... hahahaha
thursday morning i left with my aunt and uncle to go to rye, new york. its only about 4 hours away. we only stopped once to eat at Bickfords. we went to spend thanksgiving with my (now follow carefully) uncle's sister's husband's sister. oh man, am i NOT related to these people or what??? it was rather odd going, but they are really nice. they have a really really nice house. my uncle's sister has 2 kids that are so cute, Ari is 2 and Shelby is 1. Their cousins Josh and Abby are really close to their age. kids are so cute when they play together. i absolutely adore little kids. I have to have kids in my lifetime. I don't know what I'll do if i never become a mom one day. we stayed at the hilton hotel, which was nice cause i got a big comfy bed and really hot shower. alot of my uncle's family was there, his other sister and her husband and his mom and his uncle ivan. i liked uncle ivan, he was really old, like 85, and i couldnt really understand him when he talked cause he had a really deep voice that sounded like itd been used for 85 years. the things that i did hear i liked. he was interesting. all i wanted to do when i was at the hotel was walk around and run into strangers that i could have possibly gotten to know. it didnt happen, things were rather rushed. they had an indoor pool there too, but i didnt bring a bathing suit. i forget the last time i stayed at a hotel. i think it was for a birthday party in the 7th grade. friday we took the littluns to a neat children's museum and had breakfast and lunch at the hotel. we left to drive home at about 4. my aunt and uncle kept saying how well behaved i was, but i didnt get it, because why would i behave badly around these people? or when have i ever behaved badly around adults i dont know? it was a good thing i had "good behavoir" cause it kinda made my aunt forget that she was mad at me for not doing anything for my uncle's birthday on wednesday. i still have to go out and buy him something. you shouldn't not do anything for someone when it's their birthday.
we picked up jessie at her grandma's in stoughton when we arrived there. i was so damn happy to see her. oh man, i cant believe i went 3 months without her. she stayed over friday night. we laughed our asses off and played with makeup. the only food i had was my halloween candy, which we ate half of, and stale cookies her grandma gave her. they tasted horrible. i showed her my pictures. we fell asleep around 2, singing along to saves the day.
saturday i let her sleep in, finished the laundry, and showered. we got ready and made plans to go to katie's in newton. we left around 1 and my uncle got us dunkin donuts. we got out of the car and julia and katie ran out of the front door, all bags in hands were dropped and we were in one another's arms. the four of us were together once again. we left immediately to get driven to quincy market by katie's dad. we were being our usual obnoxious selves. it was rather ironic that on the day that a good majority of a jcc camp decided to hang out there, an orchestra was playing christmas carols. we met up with rusty and went to fanuel hall where he was hanging out with brad + matt goldblatt, lindsey, ben f, lisa, sascha, and a bunch of other people. we went and hung around outside. alot more people showed up then. there was a good 15 of us. i met alot of 1st session kids like greg, emily, ricki, and lizzie. matt walked us to mike's pastries in north end. we hung around outside of that place, freezing our asses off, for a good half hour. i guess we were waiting for those who went inside to get their food. that place is always really busy. after that we walked to the prudential center where we could be warm. greg gave me a piggy back ride, he's really outgoing and nice. i felt comfortable around him. we played around with the thousand dollar items in brookstone, and then some people had to go home. at around 5:30 we went to marche with rusty for dinner. we all got the same thing basically- just ziti noodles and either alfredo or tomato sauce, bread, and ibc soda. lindsey and ben met up with us there. we had alot of fun discussing all the crazy hookups from camp. camp always has crazy hookups. theres something that is caused when you place guys and girls living in the same one location for an entire month. sex goes down, thats just it. haha. we all went our separate ways cause ben and lindsey had to take a train back to nh and julia had to run back to marche to get her hat that she left. katie and i were just left standing in the walkway that goes over all the cars, waiting for julia and jes to come back. some guys decided it would be entertaining to ask us which color shoelace he should have in his shoe. he was really annoying. and they were trying to videotape us, but they weren't very slick about it, cause i saw the recording light on. they were jackasses, and damn hard to get rid of. we got on the green line and took the T home. katie's dad picked us up at the station and treated us to ice cream, i had cake batter flavor - it was deeelish. we had the classic girly sleepover and ate all of katie's halloween candy. julia forced us to look at about 10 rolls of film worth of camp pictures. we fell asleep around 3.
this morning we got ready and walked to dunkin donuts for breakfast. we went to the jcc early to have a meeting about becoming cits. i still dont know what i am doing next summer. its a scary decision, because I cant imagine not being in camp and I cant imagine being gone for practically 2 whole months. i have to think really hard about it.
i always hate reunion, its so depressing to see the people you lived with for a month for only 2 hours only to part from them again. it was better this year with jes and julia there and that we got to see people yesterday too. we watched the slideshow that we didnt get to see on the last night of camp. jes ended up getting picked up by her brother and going home early. i cried for the first 10 minutes of the car ride home, then fell asleep. i cant believe i have to be seperated from these people that i love so much. i absolutely cannot stand it.
i scanned in some pictures and created a site for camp photos. here's the link:
http://www.kingswood03.mypicgallery.com
please have a good night.
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