Today I had a party today, with about eight friends over, where we just hung out and watched movies. First we watched A Night at the Roxbury, which I had never seen before, although I love “What is Love”. Then we played two games of Scrabble; the first was a standard regulation game, and then we played one where “anything goes”. And uh … yeah.
We had some pretty interesting combinations of letters (I won’t say words, because honestly, they weren’t.
). After that, we watched Love Actually (which neither Cortney nor Rhiannon had seen before!). Then we just talked until people went home.
I had a blast, and the only reason I don’t do this more often or be more “social” is that it tires me out, although I wouldn’t mind having two or three friends over; I enjoy more quiet atmospheres where we can have enthusiastic conversations but we don’t have to raise our voices or interrupt each other.
I love my friends, and my parents are awesome. Honestly, I would go insane without my friends. I am not a social person by any definition of the word; I don’t do much with friends. People don’t really invite me to do things, for one thing, and I don’t know if it’s just because I never come to mind or if I‘m boring. Anyway, I really do prefer quiet activities to parties, concerts, movies, and the like. But I enjoy talking to my friends and just being with them, since otherwise I don’t think I could survive my constant self-analysis.
As for my parents, I don’t know how they put up with me. I really appreciate all they do to help, what with the whole making lunches, making food in general (my mom is a phenomenal cook). Cortney, who lives out in Kakabeka, just out of town, would have had to leave really early, but my dad and I drove her home, even though we didn’t get back until after midnight. I know he’s tired and stuff and will probably read this in the morning (which is kind of weird) so I’ll just thank him for that. And I don’t know if mom reads this (she probably doesn’t, since she just isn’t a regular computer user), but I’ll thank her for the awesome cake. And I suppose I should thank my brother for setting up the sound equipment and stuff like that.
Anyway, I‘m rambling because I’m tired. I have to work tomorrow. And school is really taking its toll on me, homework wise and just psychologically. I won’t complain too much though, because it’s of my own working, and life really isn’t that bad. My seventeenth birthday was interesting, and I think it’s special in the sense that it may be the last one I ever have. Next year I’ll be in university by the time I get around to my birthday, and who knows how many of my friends will be left in Thunder Bay? :/ So that’s my goal. I may darn well not be the most social person on this planet; but I’m going to keep in touch with my friends for as long as possible, no matter where they are.
Because life is a team effort, and the blooper reels are the funniest part. 
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It’s nice to hear you acknowledge your parents in such a complimentary and fond way. It never hurts to verbally express our love for someone.
Tuesday, October 3, 2006 at 5:00 PM