I wanted to shop yesterday. It's been a while. I can hear Target calling me, you know. Mom tried to compensate, but the only jeans in Old Navy that I liked that were my size were totally unacceptable. I can understand jeans that are faded a bit, to give them that "worn" look, but those looked like they'd actually been worn. They looked like my other jeans do now. So the whole trip was wasted, except that my mom bought shoes or something, and I drove. Dare I say, I almost feel comfortable now?
So I came back, and we went to church. I don't know why I had reservations about it before. I've forgotten all the responses and such that I used to have memorized, but no big deal. And, true to what I've been told, mass is pretty much the same everywhere. Well, in English. I've never been to a Latin mass. I think I prefer understanding what's being said to me.
The last time we went to church, we went on Andrews. Mom complained that it was boring. I find that church isn't usually all that interesting. St. Ignatius is no more interesting than Chapel 3 was. She only insists we go to keep up appearances. That is so sad.
So they dropped me off and went to pick up Nina and Ben. They're our cousins, and happen to be Courtney and Ryan's ages. They slept over and went into DC today. Something about IMAX dinosaurs. Yay for giving little kids culture... and nifty movies (from what I've heard).
I sat around for an hour, waiting for Greg to pick me up. He seemed really irate at first. That made me clam up, and made him drive faster than his usual "quick." The showing we were heading to was sold out, so we ate at Ruby Tuesday's while we waited. We saw
School of Rock. I wasn't too keen on seeing Jack Black, but the movie was fabulous. Quite funny, good music, and those adorable kids. Those are some talented ten-year-olds, I'll tell ya. I was expecting more crass humor from Jack Black, but I was wrong.
I got home really late, which kept Greg out past the state driving curfew, but as it turned out, my parents didn't mind. As long as it's not a school night and I don't lie, they're good. And Greg is convinced he'd have been at the scene of an accident if he'd left any sooner. So, it was a good night.
I didn't do much today. Mom took the rugrats+cousins out, and my dad sat watching football until he had to go to work. It sucks that they get to stay home tomorrow when we don't, but arguing won't do any good. I might get to drive to school again tomorrow (I did it on Friday, too), which is cool. My parking still sucks, though. I'm content with parking away from all the other cars until I get better.
I finally got to watch
American Dreams. I missed the season premiere (I was at Andrew's house, playing DDR and watching movies with a bunch of boys... strange people, they are) and last week's episode (Greg came over for movies,
A Midsummer Night's Dream and
Lord of the Flies), so I was really eager to finally see it. It's as good as always. Lil' Kim was the musical guest, wearing
far more clothes than I've ever seen her in.
Anyway, I am in a better mood now that beloved computer is back and my license is in the immediate future. But my college search still sucks. That is all.
