No I am not a sea cow

Welp it's Tuesday and time to enlighten you all on the great conversation I had with Pasta and my......how do I say this.......Complex weekend. So I'll go in chronological order.

Friday night my aunt came,very late in the night by the way, with her little baby and dog (cookie). By this point My Mom hadn't came yet, I was starving, and the phone was ringing multiple times and every one was to lazy to answer it. So yes, I answer the phone, Aunt runs in so does dad, Darkangel14 collapse of starvation and dies. Everyone mourns.

Anyway, so after I resurrected myself (Playing way too many video games sorry) So yeah I come back from the dead and realize that some one on the other side of the voice is saying hello? multiple time. You know the hello you say when you don't exactly know if someones on the other side of the phone but you don't want to sound stupid and call out their name hysterically or hangup just in case they're there. Woooh 3 homonyms (homophones?) in one sentence. So I'm like

Me: Oh yeah hi

I say feeling hungover, you know hungry cause you can't eat without puking, tired cause you can't get to sleep without feeling like you were going to die, and you have a head ache because ppl won't stop talking in a normal volume. As if this person heard my thoughts

Person1: Are you drunk?

I realize that person one is Jessie and he thinks I'm drunk. I switch to the phone in my room.

Me: No but I might as well be.

Jessie: OK (says skeptically) I haven't talked to you in a while.

Me: Hmmm is that so (like I didn't notice that he hasn't called me in what 1 or 2 weeks?)

Jessie: (confused by my sarcasm) Umm yeah its been a while.

Me: So whats up

Jessie: I wanted to know if you wanted to come to the movies with me.

Me: To see what?

Jessie: I don't care. You can choose. I just want to see you.

I thought about this for a while.

Me: Fine

Jessie:So what do you want to see.

Me: Don't know. Pick me up at 5 tomorrow.

Jessie: (very confused) ummm OK.

Me: I gotta go (Which I did because the baby was crying and cookie was doing that little dance that said she needed to go out plus I thought I smelled food)

Jessie: OK see you tomorrow.

Me: K

-Click-

So yeah that's that. Moving on to Saturday.

Spent the whole day playing with the baby and drinking ginger ale, was soo happy when Jessie came like 10 minutes after. I didn't have a clue what i wanted to see so i just picked the movie that was starting the soonest and we ended up seeing my sisters keeper, Screw you R rated movies, then the Ugly Truth and then Orphan. Great movies and got home at like 11 o clock which even better. We barely talked except for making fun of some of the actors and talking about the movie in the car ride which still totally awesome but i don't think I'm going to have any popcorn anytime soon.

Now since I always hated Sunday, ta loca the day of rest!!! (thank you George Lopez) I watched Spirited away (awesome Japanese movie by the same guy who is making ponyo, must see.) and then read a book for the rest of the day before my aunt left and i was sad. Boree. And Monday I was at my dads house listening to him talk about cars football and his job. Dude!!!! I'm a girl!!!! I don't know what a carburetor(sp?) is and I don't want to. But in the end he ordered Chinese food and somehow got a pie delivered (Who delivers pie????) So we ate and watched reruns of Gilmore girls and those love reality show's that makes you think what? I mean honestly, Have you noticed most of them are just ppl who got kicked of other love reality shows? WTF. It's kinda sad.

Now too Tuesday, mum drops me off, ii wave at the secretary which upgraded from applying lip gloss to painting her nails a kind of trampy red.

Pasta: Good afternoon, How was your weekend?

This is how he starts practically all the conversations with me now.

Me: Fine, family came over I went to the movies and ate Chinese food and pie.

Pasta: (Got a funny look on his face. Don't know if it was the Chinese food or the pie so chose to ignore it) Ok. So how do u feel about yourself.

Me: What do you mean?

Pasta: I Mean how do you feel about yourself (Great explanation.) About how do you look, your personality, you know?

Me: I feel like I'm a bit short cause i take after my mom, but have really cool long hair because of my dad. I have kinda think thighs now from all the desserts I've been eating but I'm only 112 pounds so I really don't care, I sort of go off into random talking about whatever (Say nothing) But usually I'm interesting so I can live with it.

Pasta: So you can find fault with yourself but you choose to find the positive to counter it?

Me: (WTF Pasta?) Ummm I guess.

Pasta: So I want you to draw a picture of yourself.

I felt like I had done this before but did it anyway. I'm such a great artist and did a dead ringer (weird saying) for myself. Would put it up here if my scanner wasn't working bleh. So yeah Pasta dissected my picture of myself and I think he was disappointed because it looked exactly like me as I said so it's not like he could say much about it. poor thing. I kinda felt bad and wished i would have drew myself fat and horribly ugly so then he could go back to thinking i was very depressed and thought I was a sea cow. But too late so....
So that was the last 5 days of my life that i may never get back unless someone finally decides to invent a time machine. (Honestly, we can walk on the moon and have pictures that talk, experiment with nuclear products and buy clothes online and have them delivered in 2-5 business days (sorry rambling again) yet we can't go back in time or discover a cure for cancer?)

13 days until success

PS. 8 days til my open house, 13 days til school Woooh!!!! Cheer!!! Why aren't you cheering!?!?!?!? :]

PSS. sorry about the extra spaces, happens when you don't finish a post and go back to them later. And was too lazy to get rid of them (You will live)