This post isn’t actually about the above holidays —- i just thought i’d kill two birds with one stone by titling it so.The following will be about last night with Amato, so if you’re not interested in the night I spent with Amato eating sushi and going to Regal24, then I guess stop reading. Or something.
Yesterday with Abby was nice, rampant with many funny moments, the first bout beginning with my entrance to her house. She was in the shower so I made myself at home on her sofa and watched (ugh) Gilmore Girls. She came down down all stressed out about the oven — she was making muffins or something and stayed quiet. For a full ten minutes she didn’t notice me down there until I said “LOOKS GREAT!!” and she screamed. HAHAHAHAH I love scaring people. It’s like my life’s goal. Not really but still.
We ate sushi in Decatur. California Roll and Crunchy Eel Roll. Still hungry so I then ordered the Cucumber roll. Devoured. Indulged. Enjoyed. Hopped down from the stool… turns out we were only an inch off the ground. Fell awkwardly. HEH.
On the way to Regal…bought my ticket using Student ID discount. It was $10 afterWTF. Asked lady how much movie ticket was before my discount, she wouldn’t answer so I huffed off. And forgot my ticket. Had to go back…. and look like a tard.
Watched Love and Other Drugs —- great movie by the way! Little bits made me angry (idk like, Anne Hathaway’s characters’ annoying wishy-washyness) but Jake Gyllenhaal was phenomenal as was his killer bod (Anne’s boobies made star appearances at least three times for all you horndogs). We talked a lot and made jokes (they were hilarious in our defense) but the family next to us didn’t seem to think so. Dirty looks here. A “shh” there. SUCK IT BITCHES.
One sad part of the movie Abby thought I was crying.
A: *Whispers* Are you crying?
N: What? *suddenly defensive and forgetting to whisper* I’M NOT— NOOO!!!
Bitch family: *Death Glare*
Anywho. Happy Thanksgiving to you all (might go back to the movies with the family today HEH)
and Julie’s 10!!! :)
P.S. It was your birthday yesterday. I’m sorry it wasn’t everything you wanted it to be. I still love you.
not a long book.very short really. but the words.. they’re so little. and my eyes.. they’re so tired. and the fuck.. i do not give about ap lit… is so great. god damn. we’ll see how this goes. like, really.
Had Coach Spotting Clinic at ASG today. Was very helpful. Not to mention cute coach, Philippe demonstrated with me on a Handspring flat-back. *shudder* So foreign… so cute.
Bought a new waterproof/fleece jacket. Will be needing it for the trek to school every morning. @_@ <— yes I just made an emoticon. Circumstances, given.
At Panera. As usual, only one person at the main register. Aka, my (overpriced) frozen caramel is melty and my wild rice soup is cold. Justtttttt dandy. Not to mention the whole things (bad service/quality/etc.) costed me $9.92!
About to work on Psych Notes before Mellow Mushroom. That is after I finish this episode of American Dad, heh… I feel like Dave Chappelle has a part in here somewhere…
Happy trails! Until tomorrow. AKA Hell Day for reasons obvious to my AP Lit class.
Oh and P.S. I know I sound crazy/schizophrenic/dual personality on here sometimes (AKA all the time) and I use the phrase ‘AKA’ way too much. But I’m so glad you guys still read me! I mean my blog. Whatever I am my blog. I WUVVV YOUUU ALL. (AKA everyone except the bitches I unfollowed).