…because we need them. I really don’t have anywhere to start. I decided the purpose of this blog is going to be considered miscellanius until further notice. What with having no where to start, I will tell you about my day.
It begins the night before. I couldn’t sleep so, I ran around in my basement danceing (badly) to this Dizzee Rascal/Calvin Harris track called “Dance Wiv Me” It’s very infectious, I highly recommend checking it out. Anyways, we recently removed virtually everything from my basement. This includes our 14 year old carpet that was disgusting and stank of oldness, years of abuse from animals and children, and ugliness. Anyways, it’s now a dusty barren grey cement floor. Not that, that’s really important. Anyways, I successfully exhausted myself so i kind of limped up to my room (i went to the gym earlier, i’m very out of shape and my muscles were very tired). I very quickly fell asleep despite the uncomfortable temperature (too hot and humid). I swear, my room is a deathtrap of heat and moisture have only one small window and a very sqaure shape.
In the morning… afternoon… it was about 1 o’ clock, I woke up. My feet were black. Damn dust. Some show was blaring on the TV in my sister’s room. It turned out to be Yo Gabba! Gabba! or whatever it is. Anyways, thats my favorite show Nick Jr. has to offer, so i danced to “Party in my Tummy” and turned it off. Now, my tummy is very lonely. So, I went to the kitchen. Oh, darn. The cabinets are full but there is nothing I have a taste for. So, i went to my mom’s office (assuming she’s there). I never look when I pass even though the short journey from my sister’s room, past my room, down the hall, past the alcove which is my moms office, and the living room, past the little bathroom where my kitty’s live, to the kitchen. I got to my mom’s office, she wasn’t there. This had me all confused and disoriented. So I went upstairs and checked her bed. She wasn’t there. Wait. My sister wasn’t in her room either. I went downstairs, to the basement. My sister wasn’t there playing Halo. Of course my dad’s at work. Thats a no brainer. I check the drive way. Shoot. There’s a dumpster, thats where the contents of the basement now lies. So, I go all the way outside and down the sidewalk to my street where the jeeps would be parked. No cars. I go inside and officially declare myself home alone. As I said, my dad’s at work. It’s Monday, my sister has gymnastics. That means my mom’s at the gym watching her/talking on the phone to clients.
I go back in my [clean? oh yeah, before my dancing frenzy, I had a cleaning frenzy/gallon of iced tea frenzy] room. And search for my phone. It is in my gym bag. Which makes sense now since I was too exhausted to put any thing away. Anyways, I call my mom. She can bring me back fast food! Yummy, greasy, cellulite in a alluminum wrapper fast food! yay. Oh wait. she’s on the phone with clients. Darn. No food. That’s okay! It’s now 1:30. Gymnastics ends at 2! they’ll be home in 45 minutes. Plenty of time to take a shower and put something on… Nah. I do take a shower. But I put on what i had earlier, in case I can’t go. So, I go downstairs again and dance around/walk around/mumble to myself (i really enjoy doing this daily for some reason… kinda like meditation). So, as I’m pretending I’m yo-yo-ma… with a cello that i can walk around with [?] my sister sneaks up on me. I scream. Tell her to leave me alone and stop laughing at me. Then I come up stairs.
“Mom, i’m hungry. Can I get some McDonald’s?”
“No, there’s food in the house”
Defeat.
Good thing I didn’t change. Anyways, I go to the freezer, seeing as i obviously want something hot. Lo and behold, I FOUND CHICKEN NUGGETS! Yay. So I made the nuggets. Serched desperately for some sauce. Found sauce at my nuggets [with macaroni and corn!] then I sat on my computer. I recounted the above happenings in a somewhat understandable bad grammared chatspeak to my comrade pat. he shared his equally uneventful afternoon then proceed to discuss his weekend plans to go to a magic card draft. then he left to go to taco bell. [luckyyy =[ ]
I played Civilization IV until my dad came home for lunch, thats about 3-4. hung out with him. And laughed at our cats [Raven and G, they're really funny.]
The rest of the day was a blur. I think I stretched and watched some random stuff on youtube.
Then, I went to kroger’s. I don’t know why, but I always enjoy going to kroger’s. It’s fun. or not fun. I just don’t get out much, if you haven’t noticed. Anyways, my mom was like “I don’t want to cook so get a frozen thing that you can put in the oven. It’s Fend-for-yourself night.” I settled for an exotic looking personal pizza, my mom got the same, since she agreed that it looked exotc. Mozzarella sticks for my sister, and burger patties for my dad.
we then go to blockbuster. my parents are watching some show called the unit. i didn’t find it very interesting. anyways, they somehow failed to watch the other 3 episodes of disc 1. so we switched disc 2 with disc one [using our handy movie pass feature which allows us to bring in and trade in any two movies we wish without the hassel of exchange of currency and late fees. why not just use netflix, you ask? because no one wants to wait 3 days for new movies, the blockbuster movie pass grants instant gratification of my movie right now.] well, the swapping of disc 2 for disc 1 really confused the clerk [justin, i have a crush on him. mostly because his name tag says justin league]. so, my mom had to tell him a very long story about why we needed disc 1 back. this baffled him a little. “it’s a good show, have a nice day” we started for home
I come home, eat my dinner. Then sit back down at the computer [I spend a lot of time at the computer, wasting away in it's radioactive-ness...] I talk to meghna about Calvin Harris. Then talk to trevor about his summer job. play 21 questions with max. talk about how boring summer is with patrick [different guy from pat, btw]. then i talk to ryan about a whole sloo of random things.
then i showed him my xanga where I made [started] a list all the songs from my, rather large, iTunes library. in shorter terms, he explained to me with the content of my blog, i would need a more sophisticated host. Which is where this site comes into play. Now I sit here. Telling you about my epic [not really] day. Anyways, it’s now 4 Am and I’m tired.
Cheers!
Maya.
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look! mp3s!
Party In My Tummy – Yo! Gabba Gabba!
Dance Wiv Me Featuring Calvin Harris - Dizzee Rascal
