What a nice movie. Or good movie. It’s not over yet - but I can tell it will end well. Depressingly, maybe. The man - the lonely man - is very sad. He’s ugly and very pedophilic, but he’s so… sweet other times. Okay… this is sounding bad, haha.
I think my parents are driving home now. I see headlights so. I love Kate Winslet… and the guy. Hmm, I don’t know . I like the narrator. Makes things ironic. Sort of like in 500 Days of Summer (never finished that one either…)
Yep they’re home - with blankets and pillows. How nice.
By omen of lightning, we (Maya, Grace, Abby and myself) were warned not to attend Ali’s party. And before that, an angry man pointed to a row of cars at the apartment complex and said, “Leave or I’m calling the police.”
"WHY AM I NOT MEANT TO ATTEND THIS PARTY?" Grace asked the ominous sky above. She was answered by a cry of thunder as Abby’s eyes began to water (we’d been applying and re-applying eye makeup to her face in the back of the sparsely lit car).
Standing in the parking lot of Fellini’s… all dressed up and irritated we contemplated if we’d ever go to Ali’s.
“Do you guys think that guy’s gone?”
"I don’t know, should we wait?"
"We could park at the Montessori school and walk there…"
" HAHA! What if that dickwad sees us and calls the cops?"
"Oh fuck. Man. He could. Think - noise complaint shit, you know?"
"I HATE when parties get busted. That usually means MY CAR’S in danger and that I have to run from the police. AGAIN."
"God DAMN IT. This ALWAYS happens when I can sleepover. I hate it when uptight a-holes try to prevent everyone else from having fun. WE WANT TO PARTY! SORRY YOU WEREN’T INVITED!"
"So what are we going to do?"
WELL WHO FUCKING CARES ANYWAY
Went to Taylor’s instead. We jumped in his pool and listened to (indie - Robert apparently resents the genre) loud music and played Categories. We didn’t have swimsuits so we all just hopped in naked and had the boys take pictures of us. No just kidding, Claire went back to her house and got us all swimsuits (Oh, Grace - mine’s the black bottoms/white top in Abby’s basement). It got cold fast, but it was still fun. We all had fun witnessing Taylor’s bad reaction to Oliver’s (his German exchange)… “gifts”. HAHA I’m such a jerk.
Anyways.. we left around 12:30 and went to bed. Christie’s(happy belated birthday!!) room seemed to be 100 degrees. I wonder if Maya noticed. (Did you notice Maya?) I almost died, anyhow.
Woke up at the crack of dawn to be home to watch Julie.
"NICOLE… you can sleepover but be back here EARLY. Mommy and I will be READY to go to the GYM as SOON as you get here." - Dad
I get back…exhausted as fuck and where are my parents? Snoozing in the bed. I get online for a while and then go to sleep. They wake up decide to run all sorts of errands (there went my pool plans for today…). They’re back now. Only to go out again. I am stuck here as it seems. Their compensation: a couple Milky Ways and Wendy’s m&m frosty treat.