Happy Birthday, Greg! And Happy Mother's Day!
This afternoon, Greg and I decided it would just be easier if he came over here instead of me going there. He showed up around 2. I dodged the rugrats on the way out, and we went for a walk around my neighborhood. Idiot that I am, I wore my chunky sandals, which caused much teetering. And I have two kinda nasty-looking blisters on the toes on my left foot to vouch for it. So much for those shoes.
Anyway, the walk was nice. We went in big circles (my foolproof plan to not getting lost in my own neighborhood, since I don't go outside much). There weren't many people out, which was good, and we didn't get hit by any cars, which was even better. There's not much traffic down here, so I tend to walk in the middle of the street. He seemed to like his present (
Wayne's World on DVD), and I think I helped him to actually have a
happy birthday. Considering that his family almost forgot, that is.
After I made a sandwich, we went over to visit my grandparents. I don't go there often, so I figured I should go. It's Mother's Day, after all. My grandma is a great-grandma as well (my sole cousin on my mom's side is in his late twenties, I think), so she deserves major recognition. And I'm taking advantage of the time I spend with my remaining grandma. I missed my paternal grandma today. It's not that I don't love Bridgette -- I do. It's just not the same with a step-grandma, you know?
I finished another book while I was there:
Among the Hidden, by Margaret Peterson Haddix. I've liked every book of hers I read. This one was about a boy named Luke who lives in a futuristic utopia. Or dystopia, depending on how you look at it. The premise reminded me a lot of Lois Lowry's
The Giver. Anyway, to prevent overpopulation, the Population Law was passed, limiting every family to two children. Luke is the third son in his family. His parents are farmers, so he has been allowed to like somewhat freely as a third child. That's until the Government decides to develop the land behind the farm, and Luke's parents confine him to the house for fear of being caught breaking the law. Luke slowly grows discontented with his confinement -- until he realizes that the house closest to his, inhabited by a wealthy family, is occupied during the day. He ventures out to investigate and meets Jen, another third child. But unlike Luke, she is determined to win the freedom she craves so desperately, and will stop at almost nothing to get it. And she wants Luke to join her. This was an entrancing book. I don't know if I could call it a thriller, exactly, but it kept me turning the pages as fast as I could read them -- faster, even.
I just finished writing an addendum to my National Honor Society application, which is due tomorrow. I was a part of NHS at Flowers last year, and some of my activities and such are a bit unusual, so I felt I needed extra explanation. I think I was in the right frame of mind when I wrote it, though, cause it's full of higher-level vocabulary and such. I know, I know, I always use big words, but this is, like, beyond that. Had I thought about it, I would've photocopied my NHS certificate to add as well, but it slipped my mind, what with
Billy Budd (just finished Chapter 25, only five more to go) and Greg. Oh, well, I should be good.
American Dreams was nifty. I love the whole 60's drama thing. And I need to figure out what channel A&E is so I can watch
Biography: Buffy the Vampire Slayer on Wednesday -- the day after the Buffy saga ends. ::tear:: According to the TV Guide, it's not about Buffy the character, but about the show. I still wanna watch.
Ack. School tomorrow. Weekends are so short.
