I'm listening to Gym Class Heroes' "Clothes Off" with Patrick Stump and resisting the urge to get up and dance. Good song. (Lately its anything from Fueled By Ramen that I am just in love with).
I dub Fueled By Ramen my favorite label.
Anyways so Mum, lauren and Samantha are at Dorney at this little water park. However I am staying home for the following reasons:
1.Me+Swimsuit=fuck no.
2.Why ruin my pale skin tone by getting a sunburn or worse...a tan!
3.I GET TO VACCUM.
No one should trust me with a vaccum anymore. I have too much fun. We just got back from Lancaster (because my mother just HAD to look for special patio furniture) and I get instructed to vaccum the living room. Oh my god. Maybe its all the Good Housekeeping magazines I read at my mum's friend's house but I had so much fun.
Nevermind the fact that I probably destroyed the vaccum cleaner because I don't look and see what it is I am sucking up. I was having the thing pick up nails (we're remodeling the living room, so my mom won't hate the house so much, so yeah there's junk all over) and the little Barbie shoes that were missing their mates anyways.
Who. Cares. It. Was. Fun.
My next victims are the stairs, Samantha's room and the office.
What so enough about my new found love for cleaning. So Lancaster. Wasn't as fun as it was when we went before. Maybe it was because I only was hearing my mom talk on and on about patio furniture that she saw on some morning show and she didn't like the colours and then she asked the amish guy if he could make it in pink.
Pink patio furniture. The woman needs to realise. WE. AREN'T. IN. FLORIDA! She can't do that kind of thing here. Especially when we live in a place where the main colors are brown, golden brown, beige, off-white.
Besides that. Personally I think it'd be tacky.
Samantha was funny. While mum haggled. The nice amish lady invited Lauren, Sam and I inside for cookies and milk (Straight from the cow...ickk can you imagine how much puss was in that) The cookies were good but I didn't touch the milk. Anyways my point. The whole time samantha kept asking them where the TV was? Where was the computer? Why is the bathroom outside? along with various questions about how they entertain themselves?
My favorite was if they used toilet paper. The woman said her family did but some of the other neighbors dont.
But yeah. Tomorrow is Amander's shin dig. People keep e-mailing me telling me "We need to get together and do something". I'm guessing they want ME to come up with whatever it is to do. Personally I'd much rather be a hermit and reemerge in the school year.
I think I'm missing that little teenage gene where you're supposed to always be on the phone,love shopping for clothes, hang out with friends and look forward to driving.
Oh yeah and date.
I swear guys are one of the last things on my mind. I can't stand the way girls get once they get into the whole dating game. It's repulsive. Maybe I'm only this way because the last 3 (well 4 if you include jake but I don't because that was like what a day?) relationships ended badly thanks to yours truely. I don't remember guys down there really being as clinging as they are here either. But whatever as for the driving thing to, I am scared shitless to even attempt driving. Dad was going to teach me but we got out of the driveway and I freaked myself out that I was going to roll us off the road and we'd tumble down and be incinerated. But hey, Opa's getting me a car in December.
Which lauren hates me for. Though when I do permit myself to get into the drivers seat and not freak the fuck out about killing myself, I'll end up driving her ass and samanthas ass around. Most likely samantha's to ballet, cheerleading, soccer and girl scouts. For a 6 yr old she's busy.
Ah and mum has enrolled me in guitar lessons.
So yeah, maybe I'll quit bitching and learn to like it.
