Spring Break Journal 2002
Day One—Saturday April 6, 2002
I woke up at 11:43 to the sound of my little brother rambling on about someone calling. Turns out, Sara had called around 9:00 to ask if I wanted to go out to lunch and to a movie with her. Lauren would be coming too. She asked him to tell me to call her before noon. Grrr…
I ended up skipping lunch but going to the movie with them. When I bought my ticket the man gave me a coupon for $0.50 off a large popcorn. I wasn’t going to buy one, but I had a coupon and Sara offered to split it with me, so I gave in. Damn their marketing. We saw E.T. because Lauren hadn’t seen it and Sara and I didn’t really remember it. It wasn’t bad, and knowing that it was Drew Barrymore who was playing Elliot’s little sister added an element of humor that only a re-released movie could have. It also made me feel kind of old.
We got home around 4:30. Mum, Nich, and Daniel (Dad and Matt were on a hunting trip) had gone to blockbuster. They picked up One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest for me. I watched the first half of it. It wasn’t quite like the book, but it was funny.
We ordered pizza for dinner. On the way to pick it up we stopped by Target and I bought a Zen Tea Garden set because it was on clearance. The pizza was good; I love cheese pizza. After dinner I went online for a while and worked on a piece of fic. I don’t know how far I’m going to go with it but I had the idea so I figured I should go ahead and start it.
We watched Don’t Say A Word later that night. I had wanted to see it in theaters but, since my movie tastes differ from that of the rest of my family, I didn’t. It was a good movie though. Somewhat lacking on the story-side but it wasn’t that bad.
After that I cleaned my room. Part of it anyway. Maybe by the end of the holiday my room will be clean. While re-organizing my desk I realized something. I have things that come form parts of the country that I’ve never been to that were given to me by people who have been there. I know that didn’t make sense so I’ll explain. On my desk alone I have: Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire from France (in French, given to me by Madame Kollesky), Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire from Israel (in Hebrew, given to me by my friend Daniel, not my little brother), Harry Potter and The Philosopher’s Stone from Ireland (in English, given to me by Lauren), a box from Spain (from Emily), a Tigger from New York (from Matt), and the list goes on. I’ve never been to any of those places. The thing is, I want to. I’ve hardly been anywhere and my friends have been to Israel and Ireland and Spain. Jealous? You bet I am.
After I finished reorganizing my desk I went to bed.
Day Two—Sunday, April 7, 2002
Mum woke me up at 10:38 this morning. She claimed it was 11:38 because it was Day Light Savings Time. That means I lost an hour of sleep this morning. Damn.
I had cereal for breakfast and then I folded the laundry. Nich was watching cartoons in the den. I finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, then went back downstairs. I ended up cleaning the bathroom. Exciting, right? You bet. I had a turkey wrap for lunch and then worked on my room. I took a poster off my walls and put it down stairs. I liked that poster, but I think it fits the atmosphere of the basement better. Maybe mum will notice how ugly my walls look now that there aren’t so many posters covering up the color.
I emptied the dishwasher, then read the comics. I swear; the writers of Zits are spying on my brother. After 5:00 I switched computers and used the one with Explorer (I use Netscape) to build my own Mazda Protégé. Then I set the table and got online. We ate a casserole that I’m not particularly fond of, but it was filling. We had brownies for dessert.
I wanted to use the spa but the heater was broken, so I jumped on the trampoline instead. After being shunned by the dog (I don’t know why she doesn’t like me) I went and laid on the hammock. Then I went and cleaned my room some more.
I cleaned until my parents made me go to bed. Exciting, neh?
Day Three—Monday April 8, 2002
I woke up around 10:30 to a knock on the door. My brother was there. He told me that we were going to six flags. I got ready but I didn’t have time to eat breakfast. It was all for the better—I ended up riding five roller coasters. I’ve only ridden one in my life before today; Loch Ness in Busch Gardens Virginia. I started off with Déjà Vu. It was wild, and I was terrified. I survived.
Roller coasters are addicting. I rode the one and then I wanted to ride another. The Ninja. We ended up riding this one twice. It wasn’t bad.
Next on the stop was the Great American Scream Machine. It wasn’t as bad as the others; there were no loops. It was made of wood which made me nervous because I knew it was old. The worst part of any roller coaster is going up. I hate it. It’s worth it in the end but I still hate it.
My brother rode the new Superman ride and I went on the Sky Bucket across the park and back. After that we had lunch (over priced and small) and then went on the log ride (I don’t know it’s proper name). We went to “Gotham City” after that and I rode Batman and the Mind Bender. Batman was too fast…even without waiting in line it wasn’t really worth it.
We found Thunder River, which had a longer line than the others. It wasn’t bad though. Last stop was the Monster Plantation. I remembered this from when I was little. It hadn’t changed.
The drive home was long and tiresome, but we made it. Mum had hotdogs waiting. I hate hotdogs. I haven’t eaten them for years. I think they’re really disgusting. I ended up having leftovers of that casserole from last night…yum…
Day Four—Tuesday, April 9, 2002
Woke up early to go to the dentist. I was really sore from six-flags and tired from life in general. Can’t anyone get any sleep around here?
I found out that the dentist offers cookie-dough flavored toothpaste. Perhaps if I had been younger I would have found it more appealing than appalling. I chose the bland but always safe mint, for both the toothpaste and the fluoride treatment. I didn’t have any cavities and I got to take a prize from the basket. Lucky me.
We went from the dentist to the salvage store in Roswell. They had a lot of food there. We ended up buying four boxes worth of cereal, among other things.
Lunch was at Sam’s Club—cheese pizza. We got coffee cake muffins; one of my favorites, and then left.
At home I cleaned my room again, and then went downstairs to watch A Clockwork Orange again. I love that movie. I spent the rest of the evening reading fic and helping my mother with dinner. We had chicken spaghetti. It was different…but good nonetheless.
After dinner we went to the mall. I love to look around, but I never buy anything. I can’t spend money, I just can’t. It’s sort-of aggravating. At least it doesn’t cost me anything. We went sheet music shopping afterward, and again I didn’t buy anything.
The night was completed by doing nothing until my mother told me to go to bed, but then I guess you could call reading fic and playing solitaire something after all.
Day Five—Wednesday, April 10, 2002
Daniel had an orthodontist appointment, so mum woke me up earlier than I really wanted so that I could watch Nich. I didn’t really do anything special until noon, when I went to Lauren’s house.
I drove to Lauren’s house, and we worked on rhythms (sight-reading). We ended up creating a rather interesting system with potato chips. Don’t ask…it will only scare you. I wanted to stay for dinner (her mum was going to try making cashew chicken) but it was family night. We went out and ate dinner at a buffet place.
We watched Ice Age at the movie theater. It was somewhat funny—it would be great for children. My brother loved it.
I went online when I got home; read fic until mum told me to go to bed. So ends another exciting day.
Day Six—Thursday, April 12, 2002
Daniel had problems with the new bands they gave him yesterday, so they went back to have it fixed. I was woken up to watch Nich as usual. My orthodontist appointment was at 11:30. They took x-rays and told me that the bit of tooth I can feel in the back of my mouth is the top corner of a wisdom-tooth. The two on the bottom are going in sideways, so they’ll have to be cut out. The top ones will have to be removed as well, but they aren’t going in sideways. My retainer was tightened. Fun.
We went to the grocery store after that. We bought Munster cheese for sandwiches. Mum said that when we were little we used to call it ‘Monster Cheese’. We bought lots of turkey too. And chocolate milk, but mum doesn’t share the chocolate milk with us.
I had left over chicken-spaghetti for lunch, only this time I had grapes with it. Both items were delicious. After lunch I got online until about 2:00 when I went to Sara’s house. We played (sorta) mouse trap, manacala and then watched part of The Mummy Returns. I had to leave early because dad needed my help at work. I went to the auction to type the Saturday catalog. I finished quickly and ended up reading fic online and playing solitaire most of the night.
We got home and watched Survivor. I don’t know that I really like the show, but I watch it. Mum and dad like it. It’s quite…interesting(-ish). After Survivor I went to bed. Three more days to go.
Day Seven—Friday, April 12, 2002
Daniel spent the night at a friend’s house. Mum woke me up when she went to go get him. I had another muffin for breakfast. After breakfast I had a shower and then got online.
Lunch was at half-past noon (a turkey roll-up) and by the time I was finished it was time for me to go to the doctor. I’d never been to this doctor before, since we recently switched insurance companies.
We started off by taking height and weight, then ears and eyes. I’m just as blind as I was before, and I’m still tall and overweight. My ears are perfect. Then I was shuffled into a room. It was cold and had cardboard pictures of balloons on the ceiling. I had to fill out a form about my life and how I feel and if I used drugs and if I had friends and what my grades were. I don’t know why they’d care…If I were really clinically depressed, do they think I’d tell them? They took my blood pressure.
I had to put on the paper gown. The doctor started asking questions and poking and feeling. She looked at my knees and my skin and everything everywhere and her hands were cold. Then mum came into the room and they started talking about me as if I weren’t there. I hate that. People do that to me all the time. I can’t stand it, but then, like I said, it happens all the time. I guess I just have to learn how to deal with it.
After I put my clothes back on we went to the lab. We waited for over half an hour. Then they took me to one of their rooms and tried to draw blood. They couldn’t find the vein. She tried harder, but couldn’t find it. She stuck the needle in my arm, and dug around, but she still couldn’t find the vein. She asked me if I was tired and when I said yes she told me that I was dehydrated and that I needed water. She was digging through my arm with a needle and telling me that I was dehydrated. It was then I realized that I hate doctors. I knew it before, but this took the cake.
She had me drink some water and took the needle out of my arm. Another lady tried afterward, on my other arm, and got it. That arm doesn’t hurt as much as the first. Arg. They wonder why I like to put off my doctor visits.
We went home and I retreated to my computer for comfort. It didn’t matter how old I was, I didn’t like that damn doctor and I don’t think I ever will. Don’t get me wrong; I like doctors in general. As people. I have a good friend who has a father who is a doctor and he’s really nice. I just don’t like the ones who work on me. Never mind, I do hate all doctors. Just especially the ones who work on me.
Mum let me choose what we had for dinner since I had so much trouble in the lab, which meant that we were having Chinese. We went to a restaurant that we had never been to. I ordered sesame chicken; it was wonderful. My fortune cookie had no fortune in it. Doesn’t sound good…does it?
We came home and I wrote fic until it was time to go to bed. Perfect ending to a horrid day.