Day 2: Aug. 14
Trip Start Aug 13, 2010
3Trip End Aug 24, 2010
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After, I was writing a play, since I am a playwright, about these two parents who've had 20 kids. Sometimes it's supposed to be a joke sort of thing, but then it's serious, because all of the kids are 29 and younger. I think of it as a TV sort of thing, though...
After, my parents were moaning to me about the fact that I haven't been at the beach in two whole days, and to torture me, they reminded me that I was on an island in the middle of the ocean.
So we went, and we ran into my brother Nicolas with his unappealing friend who is the easiest to beat up, Julian. But besides the "unappealing friend" part, the waves were terrible. I mean, they were bigger than the ones two days ago, but it took forever for a wave that could knock me over. My brother agreed, and all I said to him was, "You're a very bad judge of character and thing, you know."
I didn't swim there as long as I usually did though, since it was Cisco.
On our way home, we had to stop at Siasconset because my brother had left his bike, clothes and shoes at his friends house. It was sort of pointless because we could of just drove him there today instead of going yesterday, but him and my dad didn't realize that.
After we went home, and then I took the shortest shower ever, and my mom came in saying, "Don't use up all the heat," because she knows that I like it when it feels like Miami in the winter. Anyway, I got out, and I continued writing that TV thing I was talking about earlier in this blog entry. My mom called me down earlier because my medications were missing, and according to them, I desperately needed it. I was the only person who remembered where it was because I remembered that day when that kid, Julian, came over, and we ended up having this obnoxious fight over a comforter, and I ended up winning, so then my brother was clearing all my things out, and threw them all at me, and how the medications he threw fell under the bed.
Twelve minutes later, my mom had taken out cookies that she baked, which is my second favorite desert she makes, after Mrs. Payne's Chocolate Fudge Cake, and made chicken. My dad dared me to eat this chicken without ketchup, because me and my cousins are the sort of people who add ketchup to things, which make it taste better. I didn't, and it was delicious.
I went back upstairs watching TV because it was passed sunset as we had dinner. I watched, and I ended up going downstairs, because I was as tired as I was on a school night, for reasons you don't know. I read "Little Woman" to wake me me up, but then like always, Nicolas complains at how this is mainly his bedroom and how he allows me to sleep in it. So I went into my parent's bedroom, but it didn't work out, because my parents were watching this movie which repeated the same curses over and over and over again. So I decided to go to bed, which wasn't accomplished until 10:45 PM.
It has made me be known as the laziest, most boring girl in the world... My opinion.