Memorial Day Weekend.

Definitely the best weekend if I do say so myself. To keep it short & sweet I got to spend my weekend with my boyfriend. We actually got to sleep in the same bed together. It was so perfect just waking up for three days in a row to his face, the sun shining, the wind blowing. It was just my description of perfect. Later on I found out though that my Mom wanted him to sleep in the other room, oops. Oh well, I guess she didn't say anything because she didn't feel like causing any commotion on a family trip. Anyway, Brent got along with my family great. They put him to work, haha. I also hung out with my Mom, playing cards on the front porch, rocking back in some rocking chairs.




Then on Memorial Day itself, my Grandpa put his 1915 Model T in the Englishtown Parade, like every year. And the past few years I've been involved in the parade. We would hang out in the car and hand out candy (well more like throw it). This year we were kinda behind and forgot the candy, ha. My Grandpa invited Brent to come join us as well. :) All in all it was a really relaxing weekend, and I was kinda bummed out about the fact that I had to come home. Now the after affects of this trip is being SUPER tired.

5-12-09

After school me & my friend Kylie decided to walk to my trailer. We took the trail and we played on the playground. Swung on the swings and then on the baby swings. They hurt. :( Haha. Kylie saw some geese, but she likes to call them ducks for some odd reason, i don't know...Anyway, we were chasing after them and barking at them. I know mature right?
We get to the dam that the road goes over. It's not a huge dam or anything just something small and simple. Well Kylie decides to put her books on the ledge. That was mistake number 1. With her luck a gust of wind just happened to swoosh 2 papers and her folder into the dam. Her one paper gets caught in the current and goes downstream. The folder and other paper are chilling on the pillar that supports the dam. We decide to go down to the damn and walk along the cement edge so we don't have to step on rocks. Crossing underneath the dam was very interesting, it was cement, but it was covered with at least 2 inches of algae. Reaching the stuff that fell, we come to find out that there was nothing in the folder and the worksheet was old homework. At least it was fun. :)

Signing out! :D

Sooo, today I had my AP English exam and I think I did absolutely horrendous on it. The essay questions were the hardest.

Good thing was I got to sign out early because AP testing is over.
I also handed my permission slip in to sign out after 3rd block for the rest of the year. :D
I get to walk home with Brent, like today. It's like an hour walk, but it's fun. Taking the trail through Parvin's State Park which like leads right to my house. I feel as if I've gained a privilege(obviously), but it feels like a huge amount of freedom too.

"..."

i've got holes in my socks, holes in my shoes, but i can buy new ones right? yet the holes in my heart...try and buy a new one of those.

The May Issue, Not Fun.

night of 5/1:
well it all started on friday night when i wanted someone to come to my track meet. preferably my mom or dad would have been nice. brent wasn't able to come, and i understand why he cant come, but my parents? they were "tired" & "busy." so i got my sister to come for 3 hours which made me feel better. she bought me the shirt from this years track meet and i was all happy. well, i get back to the school, no one is there to get me. not to mention it is also 10:30 at night. at first i was thinking, "okay, maybe she's running a little late or something." i keep calling the house to a total of 4 times...no answer. called her cell phone at least 3 times. then i completely forgot my purse was in my locker...i walk over to the school the fucking school was locked. i said, "fucking a!" i turn around and some of the girls are just staring at me and they go about to their waiting of rides. so then i sit on the curb just wondering what i'm going to do. everyone is gone and i call my dads "other" cell phone (the one he uses for family and most likely his whore). he doesn't answer. called his work phone and picks up.
"what do you need carlee?"
"i need a ride..."
"oh well why didn't you call my "other" phone?"
"dad, i did, you didn't answer..."
"are you sure? i have it right here in my pocket and it didn't ring..."
"yeah i'm sure, can you just pick me up from the school or not?"
"yeah yeah of course, what side?" (& the conversation ended with me telling him what side of the school i was on.)

morning/afternoon of 5/2:
i wake up around 5:30am remembering that my admission ticket for the SAT's was in my purse...which is in my locker, locked away in school. i fell back asleep until about 6:30am and got up and called my dad. i don't have a printer, & brents printer sucks...my last hope was the bus garage's printer. so my dad comes to get me and i'm trying to hurry up. my plan was to eat breakfast sometime this morning. finally i print my ticket, hurry back to my house, eat my breakfast, & brent picks me up to go to Vineland. SAT's were a dragged on 3 hours & 45 minutes. on my way home my plans with brent got scrambled but we worked them out. then me and my mom took a drive to look at houses in rich developments and make fun of how ugly they look (that is part of our "bonding"). it was fun until i saw one of the houses that a fellow classmate of mine lives in. i started to think about how it really sucks to live where i'm at right now, and how shitty my moms job is. it really depressed me that i cant have the nice things in life like a lot of people do.

night of 5/2:
this definitely helped me out. i went over to my boyfriend's house and he invited over like six of his friends to come hang out. what made it interesting was the fact that his parents weren't there in the beginning so we had freedom to do what we wanted, and that 3 of his friends were playing guitars singing to one of the guys playing. they were basically singing about how his girl is at college and he has major blue balls, haha. his friend louis stated the atmosphere of my boyfriend's house: "you know this is what it's going to be like in your apartment like 10 years from now, but you'll be making spaghetti instead of mac & cheese for us." so once his parents got home we helped out with groceries, i fed his baby brother, and we all went downstairs. it took us at least a half hour to figure out what movie to watch. we finally decided on Saw IV. it was gruesome, yet i couldn't look away. by the time that was over it was about quarter to 9 pm. everyone except brent and i went into brent's room. brent and i laid on the couch practically falling asleep. everyone left around 10:30 except me. i stayed and we watched some comedy central and ate popcorn & pop-tarts. i finally went home around 11pm. tonight made me more relaxed. i guess hanging out in this stupid trailer was getting to me. i'm glad i got to get out of it for awhile. BUT i have to get up tomorrow to go to work at 11:30am, woohoo. :p