Hmm. It's weird to have the majority of your LiveJournal/MySpace friends as friends in real life. I feel like giving an update on everything that's been going on with me, the lows, the highs, and the in betweens-- a real post.
I'm doing it even though most of you already know everything.
I guess I'll go as far back as... Well, I don't know the date, or even the month in which the break up happened, but it did. We have been pretty strong ever since. I like that. I like him. Love.
My dad was recently in the hospital with pneumonia (it developed from his influenza). So, that was interesting. It was kind of nice to have it just be my mom and I. We visited him a lot, although he was never in good spirits, and he still isn't. This bothers me (and my mom) a great deal so I've been trying to keep myself away from home more and more, but at the same time, I want to stay to keep my mom company. I think she's trying to get out, too. Today, she went out to eat with her friends. She never does that. I can't wait to spend time with her, really.
I've been spending a lot of time with my friends (with the exception of Catie lately, she got grounded which is bad). Every weekend, sometimes even on week days, too. Last weekend, Panda and Anthony were making a film (basically a commercial for the film fest coming up in April). The first scene is of Panda at the train tracks, with a burning phone book (which I lit on fire myself) and a guitar. He played, sang, and even stepped in the fire. Next, I got all dolled up to look like a homeless/pregnant woman. We filmed it at the mall-- I was sitting on the stairs, coughing and hacking and acting poor... Then I start walking down the stairs, and when I round the corner, Anthony comes running up to me in a leather jacket and sunglasses (at night, mind you) and punches my baby. Then, I lay on the ground, twisting and writhing (and trying to stifle my laughter). After that, we went inside the mall and tried to interivew stupid kids but they were assholes. Then we went to a church rummage sale where we bought an old TV. The next day, we drove out to a dirt road and smashed it on camera. It was hard and it hurt my hands, but when I finally busted the screen open with my golf club, it made a funny little hissing noise. Good times.
This weekend wasn't as action packed. My dad has gone crazy. He decided that no one could smoke in the house since he didn't want to get worse... So he made a little "smoking lounge" in the garage, where everyone (even my mom) has to go if they want to smoke. On Friday, I stopped home to get Panda's megaphone and I see that no one is around, and I hear people in the garage-- My dad. I would just like to know why he designates a place for people to smoke away from him, and then joins them in said designated place (which is far more compact than the house is, thus making it easier for smoke to get to him). Weird. Anyway. On Friday, we went to Kiss the Sky, the mall, Jewel, and the school. It was a slow night, but it was okay. Today, it took a while for everyone to get together. When we finally did, we got gas and then went to ASS (American Science and Surplus) where Anthony and I scored ourselves some syringe pens. Then we went to my house to get canned foods, then went to the show at the Baker Memorial Church which was neat. We left after CJ, Luke, and Steve played with Nicole and her friend Jessica from Chicago. We all went back to my place, where Jess B met us. She went off to Chile's and we went off to Steak n' Shake. Then we all just kind of hung around. Again, not very eventful but it got the job done.
I haven't washed my hair in ten days (since I dyed it). I'm washing it tomorrow (or should I say later today?).
I want paints. Because I want to paint.