:)
for the first time in awhile, i just feel happy.
pathetically, the reason is from watching 'the restaurant'.
it was a very touching episode.
plus, finally my sister is back in college, so that means less drama.
and less of my things missing.

things are aligned, and it feels great.

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wow.
that's frigteningly correct.

homebody
i don't understand why people feel the need to go out EVERY NIGHT.
i mean, i love my friends and all, but i see them enough during the school year. i like to take my summers to BE ALONE.
i can have plenty of fun by myself at home just being lazy.
however, nobody seems to understand this except jane.

when is jane coming home.
i miss the crazy bitch!

yankees = yum
ooh so today i went to a yankees game...or yesterday if you want to be technical.
very much fun.
but let me start out with the morning.
we arrive at the train station and who is there but SOME MORE FRIENDS OF MY BROTHERS THAT I HATE + THEIR FAMILIES!
so of course we end up sitting with them on the train.
i had to sit with my brother, dad, and my brother's 2 friends and their sister, who is like 10.
the whole ride there they were screaming and being annoying so i couldn't read my HONORS BOOK.
i hate kids.

okay, so we get to nyc and abandon them, thank the lord, and walk to the subway station.
get there, get our tickets, and everyone in the family easily gets through the turnstyle except ME of course, because i get the bum metro card.
ride the subway to yankee stadium, get there, get through the gates, walking up to our seats, and then me and my mom get seperated from my dad and brother, who then decide to come back and get us 10 minutes later.
mom is mad, dad is mad, brother is crying, lindsey is embarassed to be seen with these people.
get to our WONDERFUL seats and eventually everyone chills out.
go get our food which is fucking EXPENSIVE!
$42.50 for a hot dog, 3 chicken nugget w/ french fries, and 4 drinks.
damn bastards, make enough money as it is.
go back and eat, everyone is happy again.
yay we're watching the game, watching, watching, and it is a very good game.
full of suspense.
so about 7th inning, this guy who is sitting behind us (him and about 5 other guys had no shirts on with YANKEES painted on their chests in blue; by now they are drunk) comes back with 3 beers in one of those cardboard holders.
of course, with my luck, he spills the beer on me.
i hate fat drunks with blue paint and hairy beer bellies.
continue watching the game, get up to go to the bathroom, come back and realize that one of the fat drunks climbed over into our row and fuckin STEPPED ON MY JACKET!
my dad tells me that he yelled at him and the drunk was just...drunk and stupid.
game ends in a suspenseful 8-7.
Yankees kicked Kansas City's ass.
Get back on the subway, go to grand central, get off, walk to johns.
eat pizza, which is YUMMY!!!
walk to train station, catch a train, ride home and am finally able to sit down and READ MY BOOK THAT I HAVE TO READ BY SEPTEMBER 3.
all in all, it was a really fun day.

i love my family.

:D

except my sister.
she pisses me off to the extremes.
thank god she wasn't there.

:D

bah
i am trying to decide if i am anti-social.
i don't think so, but whenever i talk to anyone else my age, they all say they've been hanging out with one and other this whole summer.
how can they do that?!
after being with these people for 10 months, i can't stand them anymore! and then i get bitched at because people think i am being a loser or whatever.
who gives a shit.
i think the only person who understands me is jane, and thank god for her.

i love my janey. :D

oh and another thing.
people need to get their noses out of my fuckin business.
if i go somewhere, and make out with a guy(s) and don't want to talk about it, that is my fuckin business.

stop prying, dipshits.

do i care?
hmmm.
i would have to say NO.
as much as i am happy for other people when something good happens to them, it pisses me off, too.
take, for example, my friend who just got back together with her boyfriend.
here is what she told me happened when they got back together ONLINE *what ever happened to real romance and face to face contact?*:

Friend123: first i told him i got highlights and i was really blonde and then i asked him if he liked blondes or brunetts and he said both..but he likes highlights and then i said "girls like me?" and he was like "ur the only girl with highlights i kno" and then he said he wanted to have a long relationship in high school...then i said me 2 and i wanted to marry someone from high school cause i think match.com is reallly lame and he said him too... and then he asked if we wanted to start our long high school relationship

okay.
now tell me that was not pathetically juvenile.

bah.

little league world series
so i just got back from 2 days of little leaguing it.
yes, that is correct.
i went to the LITTLE LEAGUE WORLD SERIES.
as terrible as i thought it would be, it wasn't that bad.
i mean, i enjoyed watching all the hot guys and laughing at the canadians.
canadian ball players are very amusing.
oh and i got SO sunburned, but it makes me look kind of alive.
red really sets off my blue eyes.
heh heh heh.

ugh and everything was going fine until THEY showed up.
yes, those would be the people that STALK MY FAMILY.
their obnoxious selves and obnoxious kid.
bah.

i hate my sister because she has to be the stupidest person out there.
she is a typical wannabe.
blonde *unnaturally*, tan *unnaturally*, and a slut *naturally*.
not to mention so goddamn thickskulled.
i can't wait until she leaves for college.

oh, and if anyone reads this, could you please comment?
i feel like i'm writing to myself.

subway.
how is subway such a beautiful haven?
you'd think a place with yellow and green in their logo would be tacky and a nasty typical fast food place.
but not subway.
they rise to the occasion and actually allow you to see your food being prepared, which is reassuring.
and their decor, while not being beautiful, has a bit of a comfy feeling to it.
i mean, who else is brave enough to put up giant pictures of cucumbers and radishes on their walls?
and the food is DELICIOUS!
plus, this one guy that works at the subway near me, is so fuckin hot.

yum.

drama.
i love hearing other peoples problems.
but as much as they tell me, i always want to know the juicier details that they just refuse to give up.
however, a lot of the time i do get these details because people TRUST me.

hot damn.
i should be an actress.

cleaning ladies. what are they good for?
that is the real question.
i mean, they come into my home and kick me out of my bedroom (at nine o'clock AM, i may add), and then stay for an estimate of 3 hours.
doing what you may ask?
not the obvious cleaning.
no, though they vaccum and dust, they don't actually CLEAN anything.
i know this for a fact.
how do i know, you ask again?
because there are goddamned bugs in the base of the lightbulb in the family room.
then, in the computer room, they just shove everything around.
the living room has it's magazines reorganized.
the dining room is swept. i think.
the kitchen, the commune, upstairs, etc etc etc.
you get the point.
and i always feel like this spoiled little bitch because i am sitting there watching tv while they cart around the vaccum cleaner and cleaning supplies and i never know if they're talking about me because it's always in POLISH.
no offense to polish people.

mmmm i'm hungry for...moby.
that man needs to update his journal and let me know all about his loss of power.

geeks rock my world baby.