Thursday: Went to applebees, where I saw all my boys and Larry! It was great, we chilled there for a while,talking and laughing and just goofing around, then I went home.
FRIDAY: I went to the movies Friday night with Maggie. We saw Drumline...THE BEST MOVIE!! a must see...anyway, on the way out, i see this guy sitting on a bench whereing this gay ass red and white sweater, he was eating something, and looked really formluar. But I kept walking and laughing with Maggie, till I realized who it was. I grabed Maggie's arm and asked if she saw him, then after telling her I thought it was Willkin, he walking past quickly. I gasped, and grabbed Maggie..."That's him" we walked out into the rain, and he was walking up to the second teer where my car was parked. So we walked up there too, and hopped in the car. I was telling Maggie all about what happened, and she turns around and goes "Oh no, there he is." "SHIT!" I yelled and slouched down in my seat...tell me when he leaves. She did and we went down the ramp. I stopped at the end of the ramp, and looked up to the steps and there he was...I sat very still and said "Maybe he can't see through the windshield." Laughing about everything, we then went off to DD and then to Sam Goddie to get the sound track...omg, it was great.
Saturday: I woke up mad early, to go off to drum corps. They put me on second for the balled :D and I can play it too :D. Everything was good, and fun. but my arms hurt a lot afterwords, and just to think, I had another day to go.
Sunday: I woke up, again, mad early, and drove off to Lodi. We practice, and my arms were feeling it. We had fun again. Then when I went to go home, I told Chris that I was following him. And I did, untill he made an illegel U-turn in the middle of the road and left me hanging. Anyway...I went to the light, turned around, ect. and when I went to 46 west, I found Maryann...god bless her for letting me follow, and not leaveing me behind. So I got to the practice, and remed Chris out! I get home, and fell asleep. Something happened inbetween there, but I was drugged to numb the pain, so I don't remember much.
Monday: I am awoken to the sound of, rocks? squrrels? hammering? roofing? who knows, till I open my shade where my dad is putting up lights...this is the first year since I moved here, that we have lights on the house :). Went to school, recitec my poem, and came home to where I am right now.
Life is good, I am happy, and that's all that matters.