I really need a new car. Badly. Driving the Camaro isn't bad at all, but it's a pain in the ass when my father won't let me bring it anywhere else. The Maxima's in the shop because it's having some engine trouble... so until then, I have to depend on others for rides to various places. Joy. We all know how much I love that. I've had a few graceful offers from quite a few great individuals... don't you guys think for a second that I'm ungrateful! :)
Recently, Cat and I went to Shoujocon. I think it'd be safe to say that we had fun cosplaying as Jill Valentine and Claire Redfield. That's it, though. From now on, my Claire costume is retired. It will never again see another anime convention. Let's all weep for it, now. *gives it a brief moment of silence before continuing* Well, while we were there, the two of us picked up two new tastes-- 1) Pocky (that strawberry stuff we brought home is still in my freezer, Cat!) and 2) Dance Dance Revolution. I think Ray tried to get us into it years ago, however that was pre-home dance pad. The dance pad is what makes it. I wonder if he remembers that day. *shrugs*
Friday I got to see John and Drew, my Michiganite friends. Finally getting to see them after four or five long years of friendship was priceless... especially eating at the diner and seeing that not so ambiguously gay waiter hitting on John. (I can still remember John's expression-- What the fuck?!) Drew hit his head on that red car playing McGuiver... John licked Jackie's car (long, long story! *cracks up*) and.. Nutsack! These things won't mean anything to you, but years from now, they will to me. *smiles* You really want to know the full story? You know you need but ask. Anyway, they stayed in my garage overnight. I got to make them pancakes the next morning for breakfast before they left. After procrastinating for about an hour and a half, they left, giving me a blue jay feather that Drew kept in his car. I was touched... so much that I cried. Cried because they were leaving, and the chance that I might never get to see them again. I did try to smile, though. What a bittersweet goodbye.
I really should start cracking on my summer assignments. Yeah. The cousins from Seattle come in I think sometime next week. Great. Noses up my mother's ass. -.- *grumbles* They always make me look so bad... oh well. At least they'll keep their paws off of my non-existant car.
I'd write more, but quite frankly I'm a lazy person. Was this enough to satisfy the masses? Probably. I'm still alive. That was this entry's point. Need me? You know where to find me.
* Have to remember to call the school tomorrow about that Peer Leader stuff... Writing it here should help me remember, no? Yes.
Edit: I got a 4 on the AP. Joy.