Weekend

Well, I had an interesting weekend. Maybe things are heading in the right direction now. In my favor. Ha ha. Well, I got mad Saturday because I couldn't go and be in the movie that Clint's doing. I had to go to my grandma's b-day party. It wasn't that bad, I mean, I like seeing my grandma, and if I somehow didn't go, with my luck, she would keel over and die that very day. So I was bummed out the entire day. Until Saturday night that is. Well, I was really bored, so I decided to call people. Knowing that Clint was gone, I called Adam P., but he wasn't home. So I called Sandy and, get this, she invited me over to her house on Sunday! Woo-hoo! I now had something to do. And so I drove over to her house and I had a fun time. And the gods said that Stephen's a loser. Yay. Who knew that she could play basketball? Or that she has a hippyish mom that went to all kinds of cool concerts just for the heck of it? I also found out that it hurts to be hit in the head with a very thick magazine! (Let's just say I was almost knocked out). And so to my displeasure I had to return home last night and come to this prison. Man am I having fun. *sarcasm* Yay, more achieva lessons! Well, Ryan, I'm glad you had a good weekend! (until sunday night or something). And remember, take out all your anger on Lucas for creating Jar-Jar!