when you look at some peoples scrapbooks it has its share of bad and good pictures. the embarrasinggg baby butt pictures and then the fun one of the person at the beach or drinking milk with cookies and a big smile. all those and some other photots that can stirr up whatever emotion connects to it. but mostly its what you remember that counts; not the frilly little stickers and ridiculous comments whoever made it wrote of you.
this weekend was that:
friday: furious with person who i really dont care to much about because that person is a flake. then went to the branding iron game and had a great convo with somebody and just some people in general. snappy tacos and cousins. felt bad for ditching my prima L but i mean it was good after all. i didnt really ditch her.
saturday: peace place as usual. then sisters game, helped jumanji (in more ways then one...that lucky monkey and her "salad")and hung out with her hermano (now i get some frozen yourgut yeah!). dad got mad cause i wasnt actually watching my sisters game (but really its cause he thought i was flirting with this guy). arrived home got ready parents left, lisa picked me up for birthday dinner with jong,jlee,adam,taff,richelly,erica,..etc. got home at curfew, got bored by myself so called half the people i know (well mark,mar mar and jumanji), made flan, cleaned the kitchen and finally made resolutions for the awaited royal ball. and my dad got over the mad thing.
sunday: lets pray its gonna go good.
NEXT FRIDAY-TIME TO LIVE UP TO NO REGRETS. i need to make amends.
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