So the grandparents are now gone. I came home to find the cousins sitting in the kitchen for dinner. They have been around more often since the grandparents have been around. It was an interesting evening. We watched TV and laughed around. Around 6:30 my entire family went to the Newark airport to drop them off. It is sad yes, but I can only pray that they have a safe trip. Today jealousy didn't really, really get to me. I more or less accepted what happened and just asked if it did. I guess..mentioning any time is just annoying now, and I do apologize for that. I don't know what happened today..I think I ruined the mood with that because then on, I didn't feel so into it. I promise to stop. I trust you with all of my heart- I really do. Hrmm.. As for other topics, the scare we put ourselves in is not safe at all. I'm honestly just looking forward to tomorrow. It's Friday :D Photo's of Olga driving!!! She gave me a ride home- thanks Olga! LOL It's only her second time driving with her official license.
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
Apologetic For The Silly Things
Posted by STAPH! at 9:12 PM 0 comments
Labels: afternoon, airport, feelings, feelings heart, friday, grandparents, leave, lola, lolo, ruin, sad, scare, trust
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Home-Bound Pointless
As far as the first photo goes, it basically defines my morning. I had practice early morning til 1PM and went straight home. I refused various offers to chill and hang out because of my father. I was afraid that he would scold me for going out, like he had already done a few nights ago. As I got home, I came to discover that my parents were sleeping. This automatically leaves me with nothing to do. They want me to stay home, yet when I do, I just sit here and watch TV. It's pointless. So, as I recall, I laid on the couch for a good while, with Obama on my stomach. He smells.Tonight's only main event was going to the airport with my father to pick up my grandparents. As much as I would have rathered to stay home, he forced me to come with. It was kind of interesting. As we waited at the gate, he shared scar stories from all over his body, earned from an adventurous youth. The only stories I could contribute to the conversation were recent sabre bruises: a blood blister on my right thumb, a bruise on my pinky, and a few more scattered bruises.
Posted by STAPH! at 9:33 PM 0 comments
Labels: airport, grandparents, guinea pig, obama, scold, stay home, trouble
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