Today was sad-making.
Hmmm....
Gah, I have a guitar lesson tomorrow. I do not want to go. In fact, all I really feel like doing tomorrow is....well, nothing. I'd be quite happy to watch movies & not eat any thing.
Being alone kind of sounds good too, whatever hapend to alone time? Myself & I used to spend lots of time together, but latley I'm always with some one. How is that possible? My social-square is smaller than ever, yet I have less time to myself?
I confuse myself some times.
I CAN NOT WAIT 'till May 22nd. It's gonna' be the shizznit. For those of you who don't know(meaning all three of my readers, counting myself) I'm going to Summer Camp(http://www.summercampfestival.com/2008/) with M-dizzle. I'm crazy excited. This'll be the first fest I've gone to in like two years. YAY DIRTY HIPPY FESTIVALS!!!
It's kinda' hard to explain festivals. Unless you've been to one, you're not going to get it. I sound like bitch, but it's truuuuuue! It's just one of those things you have to do, like eating ice-cream, it's really hard to explain why eating frozen milk is so great, or laying in the grass & looking up at the stars, you just have to do it!
Last time Mad & I went to S-camp was great, except she met a cute hippy dude, & I was a third wheel the whole time. Last time we talked about it(we were making plans to ninja it up at S-camp) she said some thing about how we both have to meet hott hippy guys & have sex in tents(actually, I think I may have added the sex bit myself...). I sort of laughed & was like "Yeah I can't wait"(or some thing equally witless) but I was thinking "WTF? I have Boyfriend, no hippies for me!"
Hah, haha.
I have really awesome parentals. Last night I didn't get home 'till around one(in ze morning), I explained what hapend & my mom was cool with it. I think she was a little uncomfy with how late I was out, but she trusts me, & I love that. If I'd been out that late two years ago my 'rents would have fliped out. But then again, I wasn't very trust worthy two years ago.
Keehee.
This morning I was chillen with Dad, we were talking & he asked me about drinking, as in, do Mad & I drink? I told him my thoughts about it, Mad over did it a while ago, learned her lesson & hasn't had a drink since, I was never all that into alcohol anyway.
He then asked me if we planned on drinking at summer camp(though that's not really the sort of thing you plan). told him, honestly, I trust people at festivals more than I trust the general public, but in that situation I'd rather keep my wits about me, because theres always that one asshole who thinks it'd be fun to take advantage of the cute drunk girl. There for, if I were to partake in any illegal activities, it'd be like, one beer, & only if I open it myself(that's always a rule of mine in party-like places, I don't drink it unless I open it myself). Also, Mad & I stay together, always, it's the only real rule we have. Daddy smiled & said that was a very responsible & well thought out answer, & said he's cool with that, as long as I keep it responsible & stay out of trouble.
He then proceded to ponder why I turned out so different from him & mom at this age.
I had no answer.
Love & mini-moos,
Ariel
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