The Not-So-Bad Day

Well, today has been going OK as my days go. I didn’t go to sleep last night since I slept yesterday afternoon. I will go straight into yesterday’s news and then today’s.

Yesterday I came to the library and stayed for a few hours. I typed up my third chapter of my story, read emails, and wrote in my journal. For me, this was doing extremely well. I always leave my email full and read what I want to read. I am trying to get it down to 0.

Anyway, on the way home this older woman recognized me from Booker T. and we chatted for a bit. We were walking across Mr Joe’s (Chris’ grandfather) store parking lot. I noticed that Chris was there immediately. He came outside and got in his car. I waved and smiled at him after avoiding him for a week. He told me that he was on the way to get his hair cut, but wanted to speak to me about my avoiding him. He left and I walked to my house. He told me to stay outside and he’d be there in about 10 minutes or so. I went inside put down my umbrella and came back out to write in my offline journal while I waited. I didn’t get to write very much though.

He parked at the end of the driveway and we hung out on my porch and talked. Eventually I asked him to go to the movies. He asked when. I was thinking right then, but he had errands to run. He told me that he would be back in about an hour. This meant that I had an hour to rest.

So, I went in the house, got all the closest movie times to when we would be at the theater and set the alarm. The alarm never went off. I overslept and I did exactly what he thought I would do, not came out when he came back. I woke up an hour after I was to meet him. He even called me while I was sleeping.

I felt so bad after ignoring him for a week that I made him an “I’m sorry” card. I decorated it with tons of stickers. I told him that I simply didn’t hear that alarm.

Today, we went down to my grandmother’s house to clean all her belongs out. The family is planning to tear the house down since she is no loger living there. We went through her stuff to get the important legal documents and anything of use. I claimed a lot of the things I had been dying for all the years I spent at her house.

We also went out to eat at this ghetto soul food place with nasty food. I didn’t like the beef steak one bit. It was much too salty for me. The corn and cabbage were pretty good. The potatoes were lumpy. I don’t like having to chew my potatoes. This place was my Aunt Mrytle’s favorite place, so I lied and said that the food was good. She came down from Temple to go look at a house with my Mom.

Oh! Brandon found my uncle’s porn tapes at Grandma’s house. That was cool! *lol* The only thing that sucks is that he told me that it is now wierd for him to watch porn with his sister. I know that regular society might think it’s wierd, but it never was for us. I am the one that explained sex to him in the first place. I was the one he looked at our uncle’s porn mags with. I even borrowed videos for us to watch. Now all of a sudden because of his friend, Marcus, it’s wierd. It wasn’t wierd when we would look at the same porn site at the library on computers right next to one another. *lol* Sure, all of this is off to a lot of other people, but not us. I guess things can’t remain the same forever. *sigh*

Danielle