Sunday Afternoon

I had a  pretty good day today. 

I went to church.

Talked to a really nice lady named..Julie?...who thought she knew me...But she didn't.. But she was nice. I like nice people. They make life better. 

I made a new friend... who is really my other friends cousin.

Weeeeeerrrrrriiiid, right?!

Then I went to Chipotle with Jess like I said I was going to! Super much fun!

Then we brooooowsed. Like the sophisticated people we are.

And got Starbucks-at Macy's. 

Haha. Designer Starbucks! 

If only it said "Coach" instead of the random Graffiti.  Gold. 

And I wore a dress today. Not like a fancy dress. Like a dress you can kinda, sorta get away with wearing Converse with. 

It's the same dress I got a JCPenney's yesterday.

And the belt I had to wear to keep the dress from looking like an obese persons t-shirt, was irritating me.

 Frederick went fishing today. 

So presh. 

I miss him... So I blew up his Facebook wall. Kind of. 

It was a lame attempt. 

AHHH! Speaking of Frederick!!! Guess what today is! 

Our TEN month anniversary!!!!

How exciting is that!?

 I didn't get to see him. 

Sad face. 

But oh well! 

Ten months is a long time! Ish...

Is it lame to keep track of your "month-aversaries"?

Haha? 

Or is that a privilege for married people only? 

Haha! Is this not the cutest thing ever?!
This will be me on my wedding day!

I'm not sure...

Oh wells. 

Then I came home. 

And it felt like a nice relaxing summer day in my house. 

I almost had a mental breakdown. 

I called Frederick and started raving and ranting at/to him and paced around like a mad woman. 

It was intense. 

Then we had dinner at The Neighbor's house. 

My dad cooked a brisket. I didn't eat it. 

"Moooo!"
Translation: "Eat More Chikin!"

Blech!

My neighbors are like my summer family. 

They're cool.

But Audrey wasn't there. 

She was working. She works at Yogurtini! 

And I REEEEAAAALLLY want coconut Yougurtini now! 

But she doesn't get off until 11, so I couldn't have her bring me any. 

Even though I'll still be up at like two. 

.................................................................................................................

I'm boycotting school. 

I refuse to go back. 

I hate it. 

I'm HOPEFULLY switching schools next year. 

But I don't know where I would go. 

So....

My parent's think I'm going to be a hobo. 

Apparently his name is Pete. 

Or white trash. 

Haha. Not really...

They want me to find something I'm good at. 

My mom says writing. 

What your reading right now is evidence that writing is NOT EXACTLY my strong point in life...

Sorry, Mumsie!

She wants me to try Speech and Debate. 

Shoot me. Please!

*twitchy-eye-face*

My sister is going to be a Bio-Medical Engineer...maybe. 

Fancy. 

Fancier than a hobo...

We know who is going to be the successful one in the family,

...not me. 

HOBOS HAVE MORE FUN!

Bye! :)