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So many girls are like "omg abs!" but I find broad shoulders and toned back muscles to be much more attractive. Yes, abs are nice, but backs. Mm.

My mom just gets into sports easily when watching, I don't know why she cares tbh

My mom's yelling at the TV over the basketball championship.

Someone's easily discouraged

I don't know what I want fully. I might find it, might not, that's life. I'll figure it out. Or 2012 will leave us all dead.

Wits, are you a man?

I have a sore muscle in my back near my left shoulder blade. I thought I was stiff, but I've cracked my back a lot today and that's not it. It's a muscle. It's my dog's fault.

AND THEN... [/dudewheresmycarreference] We sat around, I went home n got dressed, we went to the party store and photo place for stuff for her grad party, bothered my mom for a while, stole a box of Mac n cheese from mi casa, cooked and ate it, looked at old hilarious pictures of friend, went to neighbor house for taco dinner, dug in friend's brother's room for an address to send him, packed friend's stuff up, and she went on her way in her mom's huge SUV because her car needs fixin'. And then I went home and ate turkey dinner and sat around and did homework and waste time and wooosh then I started telling my story. But now I is done.

I'm a good third wheel. I didn't continue the story yet. Then after he left (which I was aware of because his car is obnoxiously loud) I went back over and went to take my place and look, my pillow and blanket were in the right places and there was a juice pouch waiting for me because I am loved and appreciated. I didn't sleep very well that night though, couldn't get comfortable. Did sleep till 10:30 though, much nicer than the previous day. Except I was woken up by the sounds of the 9 yr old and her friend running down the hall with the horse.

Then we all went inside, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to leave or wha. My friend got out a Popsicle and her boyfriend scolded her for not offering anything to her guests. I'm not really a guest though, I practically live there when she's home. Her boyfriend didn't want one anyway, he just bit off like half of hers, after which she offered me some. No thanks, don't really wanna share food with your boyfriend. Then we went downstairs, guy changed his job description on Facebook to extreme gardener for his summer job at the golf course, we all watched random videos, friend laid on floor, her sister threw a fit because she couldn't go anywhere with her dad and she's spoiled, we discussed her being spoiled, I talked to them a bit and then went home for three hours to leave them alone.

After football catch, friend and her boyfriend rode on the pocketbike and mini electric scooter, respectively. Somehow my friend ended up ahead of her boyfriend coming around the block even though he left like 30 seconds before her, she said it's because he's bigger and heavier and less aerodynamic. The two of the are always talking about how they're both fat, it's stupid and obnoxious in a bad way.

I love CNN. For yearbook I have to do a project on a journalist, I'm researching Sanjay Gupta.

Oh my story? I'll get back to it after school.

K I think it's bedtime, I'll pick this up later! Actually, probably not, since I've just been killing time.

Friend's sister was saying something about how she could get a good spin when she threw a football and we somehow ended up all playing catch in the street. The game eventually turned into the three 17 year olds on one side and the 9 year old on the other, with friend trying to hit her sister with the ball, which she failed at. Friend's boyfriend was trying to help 9 year old kick the ball, but it didn't work out, and it didn't work when she held the ball for him either.

Friend's boyfriend was still amused with the fact that friend's dad makes U turns. We called bingos on the car ride and friend's boyfriend always messed with inertia, pushing me off the edge of my seat several times. When we dropped friend's grandma back at home, friend's sister told one of us to move into the middle row, but nobody moved. Re-jected! Then we got back to friend's house and the seven of us in vehicle got out.

Thanks for breaking it actually, eases some of my awkwardness. I skipped a lot of the before food parts when we were trying to blow our straw wrappers at friend's sister (who is 9 by the way) and obnoxiousness of 17 year olds. Anyway, people got back to table, talked about how boyfriend didn't like the super thin crust much, blahblahblah. We were sent outside to put the baby in his carseat and my friend needed someone to grab her purse since she had the kid. Her boyfriend grabbed the purse, but I was nice and carried it after quickly seeing his awkwardness with it. We got out to the parking lot and the vehicle was locked, so the baby was running around. I picked him up and he very nearly touched me innappropriately. We got in vehicle once slow adults got out there and left.

We got cheesebread and apparently forgot my friend's boyfriend is a guy because we were all confused that he ate his food in like two seconds and it took us all like five minutes to eat a little square of cheesebread. When pizza got to table, I actually managed to get Parmesan cheese out of the shaker by myself, a feat I am proud of. Friend and sister left the table to chase the baby, so I was left with her boyfriend. He ate like half the pizza and we talked about cool stuff like school, woohoo. It wasn't awkward though, so that was nice.

In case you're a ritard and can't pick up on this, I really don't want to go to sleep yet. We ha nice random conversations in the car and got to the pizza place safely despite the traditional lack of seatbelts in the vehicle of that family. When we got there, I was told to sit in a booth across from my friend and next to her sister, and her boyfriend of course sat next to friend. Friend's family sat at the table behind us where they always sit.

Friends sister harassed me a bit and brought her puppy over to play. She also brought me an open Popsicle because she didn't want that kind or something. When my friend and her boyfriend got back with her grandma, the family got ready to leave for dinner. My friend's sister yelled across the street to ask if I wanted to come. I shook my head first, but then I yelled back yeah. I walked across the street and realized my dog was still out. As I was walking back home, I got my friend's text late that said "run Forrest run". I put doggy inside and headed back over to climb into the Expedition and go for supper.

After her patents got back, friend randomly was asking her puppy of she wanted to go on a walk with my dog. We got outside and standing there is my friend's boyfriend, I hadn't a clue that he was there. I knew he was going to be there tonight, but not then. We went and got my dog, harassed my cats, took the dogs to the park, took my dog down slides, made her boyfriend walk both of the dogs home, and then they left me to go get her grandma for dinner and I went and sat alone on my steps wif my doggy and went on my iPod.

My friend had figured maybe she was needed because they were going to put the snowmobiles away and take her mom's car out. She was right, but not that she was needed for that process - she was needed to stay at home to watch her 20 month old brother. Well, not watch him, but stay there while he slept, so we just watched TV.

Back to Hyvee, we went looking for stuff her grandma had coupons and rain checks for. My friend sneezed inside her sweatshirt and left nasty snot in it. We must have gone to the bathroom three times because of her snottiness. We finished up with everything, and after losing her grandma a couple times, left the store. As soon as we got out to the car, my friend got a call from her dad that she was needed at home and needed to hurry up. We got her grandma back and situated and left her.

It must have only been a month and a half later when I had my next incident. With my friend and her mom again, we were at Target this time. Pop was on sale, and they're a family of popaholics (yeah, I don't drink pop and I basically joined a family of addicts). I leaned down to put some 12-pack of a kind they decided against buying back and then started to stand back up normally, only to find part of my forehed in contact with a sharp shelf edge. It hurt, and it was right above my eye, so I teared up. Some dude who worked there didn't even notice. My friend said I was bleeding, and I didn't think so, nor did her mom. But, when I touched the line on my forehead, I found blood. I whacked my head on a shelf at Target and drew blood. My friend's aunt said I was lucky I didn't knock myself out. I'm smooth.

Last year I accompanied this same friend and her mother to Cub Foods. We had three carts full of on sale food, and I was waiting with one of them. I wasn't watching, and I backed up. My friend didn't warn me fast enough that there was a fricken cardboard display with jars of mustard or something on it right behind me, so yeah, guess who knocked out a display. I still haven't heard the end of that one.