That's the Key

Today, I remembered my keys! MLIA.

Party in the Coco Key

Today, I got back from a three-person Sweet Sixteen Birthday Party sleepover, at Coco Key, the Hotel/Indoor Waterpark. The birthday girls were one best friend of my best friend, and good friend of mine, and twins who newly go to my school, and used to go to school with my good friend. That was find of confusing, so let's just call them Katie, Birthday girls: Stephi, Megan & Erin. Yeah. There were about ten or so people there, four of which I knew, including the birthday girls. Me, Stephi and Katie kept to ourselves most of the time, having our own little party. Until people got hungry and came into the small ajoining room for food, from their larger room. Quieter twin, Erin would be sleeping with us. Yadda yadda yadda, way too expensive chicken fingers, Salad Fingers, and failing at prank calls. there was some emotional things going on surrounding find a ride home from Stephi's dad (he was mad at her for some stupid thing, I don't really know) so I got a ride from dad. They all planned staying until 4pm again that day. MLIA.

Picture This...With Better Hair

Today, I finally got my school picture. In my Facebook Profile, I just cropped out the flippy part. My parents are in Miami by the pool, while I die of boredom in front of the computer. MLIA.

Check it out...

Today, I got my first check! Fifty bucks, pay to the order of Taylor Hussey. I am an "independent contractor" for my cousin. I do client researchy type stuff. All while in the comfort of my own home, MLIA.

Hatched!

Today, a zillion turtles just hatched! (40) Metella the common snapping turtle's kids, generation two, all safely in the lake. Even that "special" little slow one, whom I named after Sid the Sloth.

Half and Half

Today, I had Phys Ed. The activity that I am in right now is tennis. When I say tennis, I really mean walking to the nearby school's courts, whacking around a tennis ball with other people who suck at hand-eye coordination for twenty minutes, and then walking back to change. But the best part about it is that sometimes we get to see the little kids over there playing on the Playground. It reminds me that we were all that age not so long ago. Some of us still act like it. As they were lining up to go inside, one little boy at the back of the line wasn't paying attention to his little friends and just looking at us walking by, hands clasped. Practically his whole class was inside before he looked around, remembered what he was doing, and scrambled to catch up. So cute. MLIA.

Put Together

Today, my parents went to get the car left in the parking lot in Manchester. Apparently a piece of the key came off, and the valet didn't disclose this information. They found the piece near the restaurant door. The car is all good now. MLIA.

Stuck

Today, my parents called late at night, informing me that their car wouldn't start. They got Gary and Mary to turn around and pick them up (they were out together). I had to get the front door for them, as they couldn't open the garage. MLIA.

Day One

Today, it was my first day of tenth grade (picture above). I'm sure no one is actually interested in hearing about my day, so I'll just skip over a bit. They added couches to the bus lobby, so far I like my teachers, it was way too hot, the bus was way too full, and I was able to find my classes without incident or a map. MLIA.

p.s. I just realized that I have seven posts each for month. This was unintentional. MLI further A.

The Last Weekend

Today, or, this weekend, I stayed over my grandmother's house. My parents went out to dinner with Gary and Mary like usual, and wanted me to spend time with my grandparents. My grandfather seems to be doing well after his spine operation thing. I ended up sitting on the back porch of their condo explaining Athiesm, and that no, I don't have a problem with gay people, Grammy. Papa, stop saying fag. MLIA.

Back Again, Are We?

Today, that delivery guy who has the annoying ding-dong knockknockknock habit came back. With just one iPad this time. For my Dad. I was in charge of setting it up, as he was at work when it showed up. I am just fifty bucks short of buying my own with accessories. He doesn't have any. But...His was free. Damn. MLIA.

Fleeting Moments

Today, I threw up. I've only thrown up three other times, other than when I was a baby, all from salmonella poisoning. I was feeling fine all morning. I sat down, got the standard weird throw-upy feeling in my mouth...And sneezed. I was fine for about a second after, then it started to get worse. I went to the bathroom, waited for what seemed like forever, and threw up once. Then I was done. I feel fine again. I haven't had any dangerous meat products or batter lately. MLIA.

One SuperCamper

Today, or two days ago, rather, I got back from SuperCamp at Brown University in Rhode Island. I attended the Senior Forum. I had never been to any of the camps before, and it was definately an interesting experience. Okay, so here it goes:

• Throughout the fourteen-hour day, you are either in a large room sitting on the floor (doubed the "Main room"), outside where there are "boundaries", or walking to go to the cafeteria (where you go three times a day, breakfast, lunch, and dinner).

• Walking into the main room is like "a punch in the face". There is loud music constantly playing and the only ones dancing half the time are the TLs. ("Team Leaders", and for 8 days I didn't know what TL stood for because no one directly tells you anything) There is forced clapping way too early in the morning and dammit you let *her* sit down why can't I sit back here with the nice cripple? She gets a nice chair and she's my new friend. Isn't one of the points of this to make new friends?

• They don't let you go inside to talk on your cellphone. You only get your cell for 30 minutes each day, and you have to stay outside with it. 5:00pm-5:30pm. Sometimes the TLs are late and you don't get your cellphone until 5:10pm, and they tell you to give them back at 5:25pm.

• So on day five of ten we get "Outdoor Adventure Day". I had to ask some lady working at the forest place (I don't even know) where the hell we were right now. She said Sea Conch, Massachusetts. As you can tell, they don't give out much information. I just new we were in Rhode Island when we started, then got on a bus and went to Massachusetts somewhere not traceable (no cellphones) in the woods. I was mad because that means i was closer to home and since it was day five of ten, I really wanted to go home). I tried to climb a tree. Fail. i couldn't, of course. (wearing jeans on a hot day, and not being tree-savy) and i cried coming down on the belay thing.
• We were in our groups doing team activities (go team N!) and what i heard from my roommate later on was that one guy who got told not to touch something in his team (part of some rope activity think-outside-the-box thing) got mad and ran away into the woods, and sat on a rock. When they found him they had to tackle him down and he said he wanted to kill everyone and his team. They said he was a "danger to the environment". He was actually one of the first people i talked to after lunch on the first day, and he seemed normal. Minus the bug eyes and that scar on his face. 0_o I think he is going into 9th grade. He was such a stalker the first three days before I found actual people to talk to.

• One girl left the second day who was on my team, she seemed very spoiled and her parents had some insurance so they got their money back. Another was put on bedrest because of pms and a sprained ankle (that cripple I was talking about earlier). The team leaders actually made fun of her when telling everyone to wear close-toed shoes in the main room. No seriously, about six other girls I knew (even my roommate and i got them on the same day) there all got their periods that week. The cripple and her roommate both too, eventually. Mine was actually a week late. It was like my body was saying "Hey, F you, I know you didn't wanna have this during camp and how unlikely it would happen so, ha ha here it is." That camp is like, girl-cursed, I swear.

• There were ants coming from my roommate's side of the dorm, so she got to go to a single room while I was stuck in the ant-infested one. She left the next day anyway. I was there for 3 more-ish days, with the ants. Because she is a quitter.

You get all emotional with your team, we are like family. I'm pretty sure everyone was crying at one point. They called me the innocent middle child. Hahaha. The team-building activities were great for the most part. They made you think outside the box. I needed that.

I met great people.

I broke a board in half with my hand.

People actually wrote "Rehab Center" on the white space on the SuperCamp T-shirts we got. Therapy/Kindergarten/Rehab/School/Jail Camp.

Unfortunately, I may go back next year.
Man, ill be in the leadership team (go team L!). They r boss. Plus you make lots of friends and the only way to see them again is to go back. It's not like I'll be visiting Saudi Arabia anytime soon.

Overall, thank you.
MLIA.

Dun Dun Dunnnn

Today, I got my hair chopped off. Two braids of over nine inches will be given to Locks of Love for the first time. MLIA.

Taking Matters Into My Own Hands

Today, I just sneezed and said "bless you" to myself. My mother laughed at me. MLIA.

About Last Night

Today, as well as last night, I was over my grandmother's house. My parents went out with friends to Newberryport, and they thought I should spend some time there. Before we left I had to feed the neighbor's dogs as they said they are on vacation. Strange though, because I can see two cars outside and two inside, yet they are not home. I get to my grandmother's around four. I tell her I am hungry as usual, and that I brought macaroni and cheese. She informs me that she also has frozen macaroni and cheese, whereas mine is in the box. She goes inside (we were on the porch) and I see her with the phone to call for pizza. Not that I have a real problem with that, it's just that didn't I just explain how I have macaroni and cheese? We go to pick it up and they made a mistake and made a large pepperoni instead of a small. Luckily, she only had to pay the price of a small after some confusion. As we sit still waiting, unsure of what we were waiting for exactly, My grandmother finds about 70 cents on the arm of the chair. Later, four of my cousins and my aunt and uncle show up, and it's total confusion! Apparently they only showed up to go to the bathroom before a lawn concert in Lowell, but were then informed that they forgot snacks back at their other grandmother's house. They then had to turn around and go back. They were sleeping over my grandmother's house as they live in Pembroke, not anywhere near Lowell. I went to go but the dogs to bed around eight, and smelling like my grandmother's cats did not help. When they came back after the concert sometime near ten, we were watching Pirate's of the Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest. When it came time for bed around eleven, I had to sleep on the couch downstairs with one cousin (my one follower, Olivia) on the floor and another on the couch that turns into a bed (Tristan, who, not even a year younger than me enjoys farting on his twelve year old sister). As one can imagine, we did not sleep for a long time, with pillows over our noses. I went to the mall and had to crawl under the changing room door to get in at Holister. Also went shopping for cheaper things for camp next week. Saw a boat on the highway with the name "Nuck N Futs". MLIA.

Inception

Today, I saw Inception. It was quite sudden as I got a call from a friend to go see it not two hours later. I hated the ending, one of those where you're not really sure of the ending. I didn't get any food because her and her sister were running late, apparently because her mother cut herself and had to get bandaids or something. MLIA.

Oh, Evil Irony

Today, I am jealous. That man in the jumpsuit came back again today. My mother was home and she was about to sign for the package, when she realized that the name of the person whom the packages belonged and her name did not match. The man asked her if she knew what the items were, she did not. He reviealed that they were three iPads. As it turns out, one is for my father from work. The name on the packages was someone high up in the company in California, they just sent all of them to our house instead of one. I'm less than 50 bucks away from an iPad myself, and now I have to live with my father just getting a free one. He also got a free iTouch recently when we got the iMac because he thought it was faulty. MLIA.

Hasty Business

Today, someone scared the crap out of me by ringing the doorbell while I was home alone. Then, the proceeded to knock rapidly, like it was just so damn urgent. I got up from my chair and walked past the door and got a glimse of a scrawny bearded guy in a navy jumpsuit. I think he saw me retreating down the hallway, because he knocked that same frightening way (knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock). Dammit. I went into the kitchen and hid. after waiting a minute or two which felt like forever, I looked out the window. There, in the driveway, was a Uhaul truck with a Fed-X logo stuck on the driver door. I called my mother. Apparently the packages are from China? What the hell did we buy from China, and why do they so urgently need to be signed for? This is 10:30am on a Monday, mind you. People are at work! Later on, Pam came by and paid me 30 bucks for taking care of her dogs. They are going on vacation next Friday, and I will be taking care of them (the dogs) again. Not much else happened today. MLIA.

This Mad World

Today, right now, I am writing this from my mother's iPhone because I am about to watch the season 4 premier of Mad Men. Okay, I'm back. So tonight we went back over to my grandmother's to celebrate her 70th birthday. You could tell that they had been drinking way before we had arrived, haha. There was not as much to talk about as there was when I first saw them on Friday, but it was great to see my great aunt and uncle before they leave (on Tuesday).
A great quote from the 1963 movie, It's A Mad Mad Mad Mad World (which I watched on Saturday):
Emmeline Finch: "Oh Russell, I feel sick.
J. Russell Finch: Now take it easy honey, these things happen ya know.
Mrs. Marcus: Now what kind of an attitude is that, these things happen? They only happen because this whole country is just full of people, who when these things happen, they just say these things happen, and that's why they happen! We gotta have control of what happens to us."
I may have hated your character, but you could not have been more right, Ethel Herman (Mrs. Marcus). MLIA.

Helpful, But Helpless

Today, I dog-sat for a neighbor's two golden retrievers, Abby and Molly. I had to feed them lunch and dinner, and will be going back later to put them to bed. I get paid ten dollars a day to do this. I wore my crap clothes today (sweatpants, old school t-shirt), because I knew the dogs would not care. The only thing I went out to do was food shopping anyway. I tried making a Facebook group so people would be aware that I am in the process of collecting food items for emergency food boxes for the homeless, but that failed (I invited almost everyone of my Facebook friends in this state, over 200 people, and only about 15 actually joined, less did anything about it despite multiple opportunities) so me and my mother had to buy most of the items ourselves. Sometimes..Scratch that, I know that presently, people all say that, and have said that, I am their friend or one of their best friends. See, this bothers me, personally. How can one be considered a best friend when they have never been to the other's home? And no real attempt made? It's not from a negative view, just a lack of genuine care. That lasts more than that one second of selfish want then disappears when something new arises, and never had any weight to it anyway. I never really fit in anywhere, and I always find faults in people, I'm never happy with them. Becoming more social in the last couple years really has not helped me, just made me more depressed that I'm not even more social and realizing more clearly that I do not click with people. Before, I just sat there with a book and consciously knew I was not really doing anything to be friendly, but never knew a life of anything different. But, now I've opened myself up to the world, I am just not ready or liking it. MLIA.

Relatively Humorous

Today, after a long summer day of nothing (finally researching needed school supplies and doing over-achiever things while still in pajamas), I was forced onto the elliptical and into the shower. My motivation, you ask? Food, of course. My father was supposedly about to be home any minute and we would be going out to dinner. Or so I thought. Apparently, my mother just said that because she wanted me to be ready. So, after some deliberation, we finally decided to go out to dinner at Feng Shui. Ironically, in the parking lot we were honked at by and then met up with our family friends Gary and Mary, who we had introduced to the restaurant and occasionally ate with. During dinner though, my father had decided to surprise his mother and visit, so we said our goodbyes. My great aunt is visiting from Mississippi, and we were keen on seeing her and my great uncle at my grandmother's. At first it was pretty quiet, my Aunt Nina asking about my recent trip to China in April, congratulating my mother on her new promotion to Vice President Director of Sales Operations at Oracle, asking what grade I was going into, how tall I was, how much shopping my grandmother and her sister had done the previous day, et cetera. Voyed talks about his experience with a Trader Joe's employee. Apparently, once the guy learned he was visiting from the South, he said something like, "How are y'all doin' down there?" which was offensive to him. he poked his finger to his chest and told him he probably had better English than him. Burn. My Uncle Voyed jumps in inquiring whom my father believes to be the next president. Startled at this change of conversational direction, he and my uncle start in on a passionate political debate in which both are on the same team. I swear to you, it was as if they were in kindergarten finding out they both had the same cartoon character lunchbox. My father guessed something was up because the Fox new channel was on my grandmother's TV, and my grandparents are known to be more liberal folk, and not as...Vocal? So, as you can tell, both were not very comfortable during this time. My grandmother took my upstairs to give my a small gift, as grandmothers do, and my grandfather played with a Zhu Zhu hamster until he was told to be quiet and retired into the kitchen. My aunt even tried to change the subject by bringing down baby presents for a soon-to-be granddaughter of hers. The men migrated into the kitchen, and we were left to quietly catch up on who has died, and old friendships. Pictures were taken, I picked one of the cats' too many times it wanted to be picked up, and we soon left. We will be going back to see them on Sunday. MLIA.

Today, I made this blog.

The title says it all.