October 5, 2008
So, this past weekend was homecoming! Friday was spirit day at school, so everyone dressed up in their school attire and beads. I painted my nails while and purple. They looked so cool. Friday night was the parade and game. We marched in the parade, played Ghost Busters. It ended at the park, and we hung out there, had dinner and got in free at the game. It got really cold, Tabitha and I were freezing. We got hot chocolate, stood in the stands, and danced to the drumline and marching band. Midge hung out with me, Tabitha, and Rhonda. Dad picked me up from the game and I came home to Brenda, Bill, Elaine and John. I did a puzzle with Elaine. Then went to bed. The next morning, we went to the parade for the university and ate lunch at Erbert & Gerbert’s. I got home and got ready for the dance, curled my hair, painted all my nails white and took a few pictures.
Then went over to Erin’s. We get there, take pictures, and then go to Panera. Only me, Rhonda, Tabitha and Erin go to Panera because Hannah went over to Derek’s for dinner. We also went to Coldstone. Then mom picked us up to take us to the dance. We had to wait in line for a bit. The dance was alright. The music wasn’t that good. I got a few pictures. Then left with Erin around 11. I was so tired. And it started raining in Ecuador today. So, I might not go to school tomorrow. 😊
<3 Ava Estelle
Present day me: The term raining in Ecuador meant it was my time of the month. My friends and I would say that to each other, except the country would be different for each person. I like revisiting this entry because it’s about a time in my life where friends were my top priority and we all had fun together.
March 3, 2007
Last night I stayed at Tabitha’s mom’s house. (With Courtney too!) it was fun. We played Twister and took pictures, talked, went online, watched Freaky Friday on tv. Then this morning we had our solo/ensemble contest. We got a 1! Which is the best score! We were happy about that. So, when I got home, I had to pack for the cabin. Then mom yelled at me because I got mad at Eddie for not packing the DDR stuff. And, then I wanted to play catch with Eddie, but mom said I couldn’t bring my glove. So I got mad. Then she like pretty much tried to kill me with her effing loud voice, so I just said, “mine as well not go” so she told me to get in the car. I was crying. Why doesn’t my mom want to be my friend?!?!?!?! Jeezus! It’s like she ONLY wants to be my freaking strict CRAZY mother! Then when I treat her like a friend, even a tiny bit, she bites my head off. JEEZ! I am really pissed off at her.
Present day me: I do remember this day, but it was a little fuzzy. Looking back on it through this entry helps me conceptualize the good and the not as good parts of my early teenage years. I remember having so much fun with my friends back then, playing our instruments in band together, playing games at each other’s houses. This was the last year of middle school for us. That was a blast, before we had any real responsibilities. On the other hand, my mother was having another bad day and decided to take it out on me and not on my other siblings because I don’t remember anyone else getting pissed off and crying. I don’t think she even gave me a legitimate reason why I wasn’t allowed to bring my softball glove. Playing catch with Eddie gave us something to bond over and I was good at throwing and catching! It seems like my mom got mad at me because I was mad at Eddie, then decided to just treat me more like dirt and make me feel bad.