Greetings.
I'm going to be as unfunny as I can in this post. I just want to warn all of you: A GOOD SECURITY SYSTEM AND A GOOD WOODEN BAT ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND. Especially at night. I just spent from about 1:50 a.m. to about 2:22 a.m. cowering in my game room with Ginger with bats, two cell phones, and my house phone.
Ginger was outside and she heard something next to my house. I told her, because a house around the corner was robbed at gunpoint a few days ago, to take a bat, and she did, but she called to me, "HM, please come out here!" She sounded scared. Now, I may be the younger cousin, but I am by a decent margin the stronger of the two of us. So I went out with my bat and surveyed the area. My two bigger dogs, Colleen (yes, Bentley named her after Ally's little sister) and Miaya, perked up their ears like they were listening to something. We got scared so we went back into the house.
A little later, around 1:45 a.m., we heard Miaya and Colleen barking. Now, they're usually fairly quiet unless they're fighting with each other. But since we were already scared, we froze. We waited. We listened. We heard something tap against the window. And then we bolted. Immediately, Odie, my little dumb, yet nonetheless protective, dog, began to bark and HE doesn't do that unless there's some cause. So Ginger and I grabbed our bats, cell phones, and a house phone and leaped into the game room behind two fairly large chairs. We hid there for half an hour.
We were so scared. At one point, the motion detector light outside the game room window came on. Ginger almost cried she was so scared. I thought my heart was going to leap out of my chest and run laps around my body, screaming, "OH MY FREAKING GOSH HOLY FREAKING COW RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN!!!!!!!!!!!" Another instance, we heard the alarm TURN OFF and a door open. Ginger and I were freaked. We waited for a little while longer and then we dashed to Bev's room.
We woke her up and told her what we heard. She told us not to worry, to just lock all the doors and keep the bats with us. And believe you me, WE DID. Ginger is sitting next to me with her bat on her lap, playing a computer game. And I have my bat right next to me as I type this.
I have to confess, and I know my sisters will make me feel bad for this later, but I have to say it: The only person who went through my head as I sat in my game room and thought that I was going to die was Joseph. I kept thinking of him and how I just wanted to talk to him one last time. I swear, I thought I was truly going to die. I just wanted to hold him for the last few minutes of my life. I just wanted to tell him that I loved him. Isn't it weird that in what I thought was going to be the last few minutes of my life I was the bravest I had ever been? And now that I am relatively safe, I feel the chicken coming back again. BOK BOK BOGOK!!!!!!
Hugz, and NEVER forget your bat
HM
Showing posts with label Ginger. Show all posts
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Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
R.I.P. Chivalry
Greetings.
I had rehearsal for "Alice in Wonderland" tonight with Claire and Joseph. Ginger tagged along partly because she'd have been all alone if she hadn't but also because I wanted her opinion of Joseph's interaction with me. I haven't conferred with her yet.
But right now we're watching SINGING IN THE RAIN. Man, Gene Kelly sure knows how to be romantic. He sings to her, he dances with her, he is the ultimate romantic man. Well, perhaps I should say DON LOCKWOOD was... Gene Kelly was a bit of a jerk.
Now we're watching ANNIE. I love the song "Maybe" and "Hard Knock Life". Ginger and I are pulling an all-highter because our sleep clocks are messed up REALLY bad. Well I have nothing much to write, so I'll sign off now. Love!
Hugz
HM
I had rehearsal for "Alice in Wonderland" tonight with Claire and Joseph. Ginger tagged along partly because she'd have been all alone if she hadn't but also because I wanted her opinion of Joseph's interaction with me. I haven't conferred with her yet.
But right now we're watching SINGING IN THE RAIN. Man, Gene Kelly sure knows how to be romantic. He sings to her, he dances with her, he is the ultimate romantic man. Well, perhaps I should say DON LOCKWOOD was... Gene Kelly was a bit of a jerk.
Now we're watching ANNIE. I love the song "Maybe" and "Hard Knock Life". Ginger and I are pulling an all-highter because our sleep clocks are messed up REALLY bad. Well I have nothing much to write, so I'll sign off now. Love!
Hugz
HM
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Church
Greetings.
Well, I went to church.
Amazingly enough, I had fun. Ginger made me go to church. Initially, she planned on going to church with Roland. But finally I smacked (not literally) some sense into her seeing as Roland is her ex-boyfriend and we agreed to go to Nana's church. Luckily for me, Mr. M, Mrs. M, and Joseph go there too. In fact, they're head of the Worship team at Dove Creek. Joseph plays bass, Mr. M plays drums, and Mrs. M sings and plays keyboard/piano. They are a tremendously musical family.
Anyways, the initial service was good. I mean, I haven't LAUGHED at a sermon since I was eight. EIGHT. I was in freakin' THIRD GRADE!!!! I was in stitches with this guy, Pastor Sherman, and he was actually really nice. We sang (Ginger really got into it) and then we retreated to the Fellowship Room for coffee (yuck) and donuts (yay!). Then came the teens' service. The band wasn't as good, but Joseph and Mr. M were really good. It's just that there were two girls singing, one playing guitar, and one playing keyboards and they didn't sound as put together as the other band. Then the youth pastor, Pastor Dave, did a little sermon about joy that was pretty good, not as funny as Pastor Sherman's, but good nonetheless.
I can't believe I am saying this about church: I had fun.
Hugz
HM
Well, I went to church.
Amazingly enough, I had fun. Ginger made me go to church. Initially, she planned on going to church with Roland. But finally I smacked (not literally) some sense into her seeing as Roland is her ex-boyfriend and we agreed to go to Nana's church. Luckily for me, Mr. M, Mrs. M, and Joseph go there too. In fact, they're head of the Worship team at Dove Creek. Joseph plays bass, Mr. M plays drums, and Mrs. M sings and plays keyboard/piano. They are a tremendously musical family.
Anyways, the initial service was good. I mean, I haven't LAUGHED at a sermon since I was eight. EIGHT. I was in freakin' THIRD GRADE!!!! I was in stitches with this guy, Pastor Sherman, and he was actually really nice. We sang (Ginger really got into it) and then we retreated to the Fellowship Room for coffee (yuck) and donuts (yay!). Then came the teens' service. The band wasn't as good, but Joseph and Mr. M were really good. It's just that there were two girls singing, one playing guitar, and one playing keyboards and they didn't sound as put together as the other band. Then the youth pastor, Pastor Dave, did a little sermon about joy that was pretty good, not as funny as Pastor Sherman's, but good nonetheless.
I can't believe I am saying this about church: I had fun.
Hugz
HM
Saturday, June 12, 2010
I Have No Title
Greetings.
Well, it looks like Ginger is staying for longer than foreseen. For, like, until Friday. YAY! I love having my cousin here! Ginger is amazingly awesome and she's fun. She may not be the world's best role model, but not everyone can be Mother Teresa, am I right? (Actually, my ideal role model is Susan B. Anthony or Jeanette Rankin because of their pacifism and feminism.) But still she's here and we're going to spend the next, like, five days here!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways, today Bev, Ginger, Claire, and I went shopping to redeem a few of my gift cards that I got for my birthday. But we went to Kohl's just for the heck of it. Well, actually because Ginger doesn't have a Kohl's where she lives in Roswell with Uncle Reggie and Aunt Abigail Potts and she wanted to go. So we went and then we went to Jamba Juice, then lunch at a buffet, then to Barnes & Noble. (omg, I like it so much better than Borders, but I like Borders too.) I got two new manga books, a hardback book and THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOOS. I want to know what all the hype is about.
Then when we came home (Bev dropped Claire off at her house) Ginger and I just settled into our base of operations and just unwound. We video chatted with her family and then I had to make dinner. Then we retreated to Bev and Dad's room to watch INUYASHA movies and here we are now!
OMG I HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?????????????????? Ginger goes to church and she wanted to go so now, somehow, we're going to Nana's church, which, by the way, also is Joseph's church. Hee hee hee... It can't be all bad.
Hugz
HM
Well, it looks like Ginger is staying for longer than foreseen. For, like, until Friday. YAY! I love having my cousin here! Ginger is amazingly awesome and she's fun. She may not be the world's best role model, but not everyone can be Mother Teresa, am I right? (Actually, my ideal role model is Susan B. Anthony or Jeanette Rankin because of their pacifism and feminism.) But still she's here and we're going to spend the next, like, five days here!!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways, today Bev, Ginger, Claire, and I went shopping to redeem a few of my gift cards that I got for my birthday. But we went to Kohl's just for the heck of it. Well, actually because Ginger doesn't have a Kohl's where she lives in Roswell with Uncle Reggie and Aunt Abigail Potts and she wanted to go. So we went and then we went to Jamba Juice, then lunch at a buffet, then to Barnes & Noble. (omg, I like it so much better than Borders, but I like Borders too.) I got two new manga books, a hardback book and THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOOS. I want to know what all the hype is about.
Then when we came home (Bev dropped Claire off at her house) Ginger and I just settled into our base of operations and just unwound. We video chatted with her family and then I had to make dinner. Then we retreated to Bev and Dad's room to watch INUYASHA movies and here we are now!
OMG I HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?????????????????? Ginger goes to church and she wanted to go so now, somehow, we're going to Nana's church, which, by the way, also is Joseph's church. Hee hee hee... It can't be all bad.
Hugz
HM
Friday, June 11, 2010
Birthday Post Number 80 Billion
Greetings.
Well, I had my birthday party. Wow, I have a lot of birthday posts, don't I? It was better than I thought. Pauley got grounded so he couldn't come. Chase had to go to the beach with his family. Roland stopped by, much to Ginger's dismay. But she's fine now because she's talking to her boyfriend (whom I totally approve of) Emmit DuGaunt. I don't think I'll be seeing much of Roland anymore... long story, but now... he makes me a little uncomfortable.
Moving on, I had a good birthday. Ginger, Bennie, Dad, and I played Hearts, I got a lot of good presents, Eve managed to show up, and she and Jasper hung out. Ginger is staying until at least Sunday and Claire is sleeping over. I had cake from Jackson's (so freaking good) and it was just a lot of fun.
Oh, and I actually know Jasper likes Bennie!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! Omg, they were being so cute. Joseph, Freddy, and Bentley were playing BATMAN: ARKHAM ASYLUM and he and Bennie were just being all cute. He was sitting on the couch and she was laying on the couch, putting her knees and feet on his lap. He was tickling her, she was tickling him, and they were flirting like the world was going to end. And they look SOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE together!!!!!!!!! I mean, they both have glasses, they have a perfect height difference, and, even though he's a year and a half younger, you'd never know! They are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg omg omg omg omg omg omg can I just say that, as much as I like Stan, to whom Bennie hasn't been speaking (not that she's angry at him or anything), I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALL REALLY want her and Jasper to be together!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM
Well, I had my birthday party. Wow, I have a lot of birthday posts, don't I? It was better than I thought. Pauley got grounded so he couldn't come. Chase had to go to the beach with his family. Roland stopped by, much to Ginger's dismay. But she's fine now because she's talking to her boyfriend (whom I totally approve of) Emmit DuGaunt. I don't think I'll be seeing much of Roland anymore... long story, but now... he makes me a little uncomfortable.
Moving on, I had a good birthday. Ginger, Bennie, Dad, and I played Hearts, I got a lot of good presents, Eve managed to show up, and she and Jasper hung out. Ginger is staying until at least Sunday and Claire is sleeping over. I had cake from Jackson's (so freaking good) and it was just a lot of fun.
Oh, and I actually know Jasper likes Bennie!!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! Omg, they were being so cute. Joseph, Freddy, and Bentley were playing BATMAN: ARKHAM ASYLUM and he and Bennie were just being all cute. He was sitting on the couch and she was laying on the couch, putting her knees and feet on his lap. He was tickling her, she was tickling him, and they were flirting like the world was going to end. And they look SOOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE together!!!!!!!!! I mean, they both have glasses, they have a perfect height difference, and, even though he's a year and a half younger, you'd never know! They are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg omg omg omg omg omg omg can I just say that, as much as I like Stan, to whom Bennie hasn't been speaking (not that she's angry at him or anything), I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALL REALLY want her and Jasper to be together!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Happy Birthday to Me
Greetings.
I have no idea what Kylie (and eventually Kendra too) were thinking during some of these shows. I'm listening to a few of them now and they're weird. They're funny, don't get me wrong, but they're really weird.
I have an interview later today. I get to interview for one of my favorite restaurants, California Pizza Kitchen. I really really really really really want to work there. The interview technically starts at 4, but I want to be there at 3:25 because they only take, like, the first eight that come in. I really want the job. I love the food and I love the people who work there. I mean, my family has gotten to know one of the waiters and one of the managers. (Whoooo! Major in!) Unfortunately, I just ate a blue cupcake and now the freaking dye won't come off of my tongue nor out of my teeth. I'm going to look like a complete idiot. I'm scared that I'm going to forget something, like my name.
Today is my birthday. But I won't be seventeen officially until 3:58 p.m.
... Two minutes before my interview... Wow. Just wow. I am so getting this job.
Anyways, I get to open a few of my presents tomorrow. Then shower, wash hair, shave legs due to the fact that I am wearing a freaking SKIRT as per Daddy's orders, and sit and wait. I have to make sure my hair, which takes forever and a day to dry, doesn't look hideous because I so very much want this job. Then I have to leave at 3 for the interview. I don't care if I'm 45 minutes early, it just shows them that I'm eager and punctual.
And another thing: COUSIN GINGER IS COMING FRIDAY FOR MY PARTY!!!!!!!!! And I told Roland that I really wanted him to be there without Ronnie because I don't really know her that well. So he's coming anyways even though he told me that he's not comfortable being alone with Ginger, which is completely stupid because at a party, there's no way to be alone. Stupid boy. And so, yeah, GINGER IS COMING!!!!!!! SO PSYCHED, AS YOU CAN TELL BY MY ALL CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
I have no idea what Kylie (and eventually Kendra too) were thinking during some of these shows. I'm listening to a few of them now and they're weird. They're funny, don't get me wrong, but they're really weird.
I have an interview later today. I get to interview for one of my favorite restaurants, California Pizza Kitchen. I really really really really really want to work there. The interview technically starts at 4, but I want to be there at 3:25 because they only take, like, the first eight that come in. I really want the job. I love the food and I love the people who work there. I mean, my family has gotten to know one of the waiters and one of the managers. (Whoooo! Major in!) Unfortunately, I just ate a blue cupcake and now the freaking dye won't come off of my tongue nor out of my teeth. I'm going to look like a complete idiot. I'm scared that I'm going to forget something, like my name.
Today is my birthday. But I won't be seventeen officially until 3:58 p.m.
... Two minutes before my interview... Wow. Just wow. I am so getting this job.
Anyways, I get to open a few of my presents tomorrow. Then shower, wash hair, shave legs due to the fact that I am wearing a freaking SKIRT as per Daddy's orders, and sit and wait. I have to make sure my hair, which takes forever and a day to dry, doesn't look hideous because I so very much want this job. Then I have to leave at 3 for the interview. I don't care if I'm 45 minutes early, it just shows them that I'm eager and punctual.
And another thing: COUSIN GINGER IS COMING FRIDAY FOR MY PARTY!!!!!!!!! And I told Roland that I really wanted him to be there without Ronnie because I don't really know her that well. So he's coming anyways even though he told me that he's not comfortable being alone with Ginger, which is completely stupid because at a party, there's no way to be alone. Stupid boy. And so, yeah, GINGER IS COMING!!!!!!! SO PSYCHED, AS YOU CAN TELL BY MY ALL CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hugz
HM, the birthday girl
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
One Week
Greetings.
Well, it's exactly one week from my birthday. Major psychage. I'll be seventeen. It's weird; the teen years are supposed to be definitive, a special event every year. 13: you're officially a teen. 14: you enter high school. 15: you get your permit. 16: you get your license. 18: you're an adult and you can vote. But 17 isn't as special or marked by something fascinating. Maybe it's the year where you can transport minors in California, but I don't know about other states. 17 is what I have dubbed the "blah year". Some of us graduate high school that year, and that's something, but the majority is 18.
Either way, it's one week away from my "blah year". I wonder what presents I'll get. All of my friends know this about me: I'm as impatient to get presents as I am to give them. I love giving presents as much as I love getting them. Christmas is an emotional overload for me, don't even get me started. But my birthday... it kind of lacks the joy I get for giving presents too. It's weird really. Luckily, Nana's birthday is three days before mine and cousin Ginger's is three days before Nana's. So I have SOME gift-giving opportunities. The problem: I never know what to get Ginger. She's flamboyant, larger than life, and provocative in her own way. She's awesome and I love her but because we have such different personalities, I never know what to give her. Nana is easy: art supplies, rom-coms, and Liam Neeson. (ha ha. Maybe i was thinking wishfully. I know I wouldn't mind Liam for MY birthday. I <3 British accents and Qui-Gon Jin. I'm a goner.)
But I don't know... maybe it's because "blah year" is coming, I am not as excited for my birthday as I usually am. I was reluctant to have a party, most likely because I hate seeing how many people don't care if they come or not (see "What Should I Do...?" from 5/19/10), and I just... don't feel it anymore. You know? That wonderful birthday vibe that kids exude naturally and a self-conscious women turning thirty has to fake. Maybe I'm worried about getting older. You know how, when you're a kid, you want to grow up?
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?
The future frightens me, and a birthday is just a stepping stone to that fear, I guess. But the presents help. =)
Hugz
HM
Well, it's exactly one week from my birthday. Major psychage. I'll be seventeen. It's weird; the teen years are supposed to be definitive, a special event every year. 13: you're officially a teen. 14: you enter high school. 15: you get your permit. 16: you get your license. 18: you're an adult and you can vote. But 17 isn't as special or marked by something fascinating. Maybe it's the year where you can transport minors in California, but I don't know about other states. 17 is what I have dubbed the "blah year". Some of us graduate high school that year, and that's something, but the majority is 18.
Either way, it's one week away from my "blah year". I wonder what presents I'll get. All of my friends know this about me: I'm as impatient to get presents as I am to give them. I love giving presents as much as I love getting them. Christmas is an emotional overload for me, don't even get me started. But my birthday... it kind of lacks the joy I get for giving presents too. It's weird really. Luckily, Nana's birthday is three days before mine and cousin Ginger's is three days before Nana's. So I have SOME gift-giving opportunities. The problem: I never know what to get Ginger. She's flamboyant, larger than life, and provocative in her own way. She's awesome and I love her but because we have such different personalities, I never know what to give her. Nana is easy: art supplies, rom-coms, and Liam Neeson. (ha ha. Maybe i was thinking wishfully. I know I wouldn't mind Liam for MY birthday. I <3 British accents and Qui-Gon Jin. I'm a goner.)
But I don't know... maybe it's because "blah year" is coming, I am not as excited for my birthday as I usually am. I was reluctant to have a party, most likely because I hate seeing how many people don't care if they come or not (see "What Should I Do...?" from 5/19/10), and I just... don't feel it anymore. You know? That wonderful birthday vibe that kids exude naturally and a self-conscious women turning thirty has to fake. Maybe I'm worried about getting older. You know how, when you're a kid, you want to grow up?
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?
The future frightens me, and a birthday is just a stepping stone to that fear, I guess. But the presents help. =)
Hugz
HM
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
What Should I Do...?
Greetings.
Well, here's the time of year I both dread and anticipate the most: my birthday. It's in less than three weeks. Ally's is in less than a week. And I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. For the past six or seven years, we've had a pool party, barbecued, watched a movie, and opened presents. Easy-peasy, right? But I'm so bored of my birthday. I want to do something I've never done for my birthday this year. Mostly because my past birthdays have been a disaster.
For my fifteenth one, the first person to arrive was over an hour late. It was Joseph. But the thing is no one called to say, "Hey, we're running late." For a whole hour and twenty-two minutes, I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. I was sitting in my living room with my bathing suit on and sitting in the armchair facing the door. I sat like that, not doing anything else (except cry after the first fifty-five minutes) for an hour and twenty-two minutes. It was awful. I thought the people that I loved most in the world had forgotten me. And then, when the people did show up, only half came and Bennie and I were the only girls. (Not a total loss.) It was Bennie, Joseph, Roland, Freddy, Pauley, Jake, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby Brunstedt, and I. That was it. I still had fun, I guess. But I was so very hurt. Everyone RSVP'd that they were coming...
For my sixteenth, we had the pool party, but Claire couldn't make it and we found out that my cousin, Ginger Overstreet, was coming a day late. So it was me, Joesph, Bennie, Pauley, Roland, Nate (I had invited him before we broke up and Bev made me let him come), Toby, Bentley, Joss, Ally, and Colleen. (Ally and Colleen came for about half an hour. Or was that my fourteenth? I forget...) I enjoyed myself. I love my friends. And then on my actual birthday, Bev took Claire, Ginger (who had arrived the day before), and I to Six Flags. I got whatever I wanted because Bev knew that I was really hurt that a lot of the people I invited didn't come again. (koff koff Aaron koff koff Remy koff koff)
But now... what to do? Ally has been pestering me for forever about meeting Joseph (he's the only one of my best friends/sisters she hasn't met yet) and I have been pestering her for forever about finally making it to one of my birthday parties. So we figure we combine the two. But the question is how? I don't like GOING to the movies. (But I like movies at home. I like subtitles. So sue me. But if were up to Bentley, he would.) I figured an enormous dinner or something like that would be good... or bowling. I haven't been bowling in years... Or ice skating. But I don't know if Joseph would like that... He's very picky and stubborn, even when it comes to activities. Uuuuuuuugggggghhhh what do I do? I want all of my friends to come: Pauley, Ally, Colleen, Bentley, Claire, Bennie, Joss, Toby (Bev and Dad make us invite one of the other's friends to birthday parties so they aren't alone), Joseph, and Jake. But I know Jake can't come; he moved out of town a year ago... I cry when I think about him too much. He was one of my best friends. And I don't know about Roland...
Help me!
Hugz
HM
Well, here's the time of year I both dread and anticipate the most: my birthday. It's in less than three weeks. Ally's is in less than a week. And I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do. For the past six or seven years, we've had a pool party, barbecued, watched a movie, and opened presents. Easy-peasy, right? But I'm so bored of my birthday. I want to do something I've never done for my birthday this year. Mostly because my past birthdays have been a disaster.
For my fifteenth one, the first person to arrive was over an hour late. It was Joseph. But the thing is no one called to say, "Hey, we're running late." For a whole hour and twenty-two minutes, I thought everyone had forgotten my birthday. I was sitting in my living room with my bathing suit on and sitting in the armchair facing the door. I sat like that, not doing anything else (except cry after the first fifty-five minutes) for an hour and twenty-two minutes. It was awful. I thought the people that I loved most in the world had forgotten me. And then, when the people did show up, only half came and Bennie and I were the only girls. (Not a total loss.) It was Bennie, Joseph, Roland, Freddy, Pauley, Jake, Bentley, Bentley's best friend Toby Brunstedt, and I. That was it. I still had fun, I guess. But I was so very hurt. Everyone RSVP'd that they were coming...
For my sixteenth, we had the pool party, but Claire couldn't make it and we found out that my cousin, Ginger Overstreet, was coming a day late. So it was me, Joesph, Bennie, Pauley, Roland, Nate (I had invited him before we broke up and Bev made me let him come), Toby, Bentley, Joss, Ally, and Colleen. (Ally and Colleen came for about half an hour. Or was that my fourteenth? I forget...) I enjoyed myself. I love my friends. And then on my actual birthday, Bev took Claire, Ginger (who had arrived the day before), and I to Six Flags. I got whatever I wanted because Bev knew that I was really hurt that a lot of the people I invited didn't come again. (koff koff Aaron koff koff Remy koff koff)
But now... what to do? Ally has been pestering me for forever about meeting Joseph (he's the only one of my best friends/sisters she hasn't met yet) and I have been pestering her for forever about finally making it to one of my birthday parties. So we figure we combine the two. But the question is how? I don't like GOING to the movies. (But I like movies at home. I like subtitles. So sue me. But if were up to Bentley, he would.) I figured an enormous dinner or something like that would be good... or bowling. I haven't been bowling in years... Or ice skating. But I don't know if Joseph would like that... He's very picky and stubborn, even when it comes to activities. Uuuuuuuugggggghhhh what do I do? I want all of my friends to come: Pauley, Ally, Colleen, Bentley, Claire, Bennie, Joss, Toby (Bev and Dad make us invite one of the other's friends to birthday parties so they aren't alone), Joseph, and Jake. But I know Jake can't come; he moved out of town a year ago... I cry when I think about him too much. He was one of my best friends. And I don't know about Roland...
Help me!
Hugz
HM
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