Day 106-Make Friends

Howdy!


          Meh I think summer is already getting to my head and its only been like three days really. Yikes. I did nothing of worth yesterday and it was superb but you think I would have actually posted yesterday but alas when I tried at the last second to post it my computer went to sleep and I was to tired and lazy to try to get it back on. Basically I'm just lazy and this is a mighty terrible excuse so I apologize for like the ten kajillionth time. Anyways (Does anyone else notice that I start a lot of sentences with either "Anyways" or "so" because I have become aware of it and now every time I type one of those words I erase the sentence and start over) ((Random fact of the day))...wait what was I saying...I literally have no idea...Well this has been nice hasn't it? This is literally the conversation that is going on in my head, in case you ever wondered how my brain works. Well enough of this rambling I have two memories to report on today.

Memory #106

          So (<-THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT) I'm currently home alone since Sam still has a couple weeks left of school and my Dad "has this thing called a job" (Direct annoying quote that my father likes to use a lot) ((what's up with the parenthesis' today?)), and well the cleaning lady came today to take on the daunting task of cleaning the house. I of course wanted to get out of the way so as soon as the clock turned to 11 I scuttled out through the backyard into my car and went to get food for my tummy. Maybe this is a weird connection but it kind of got me thinking about the times when I was in high school, more specifically high school choir (Ew). 

     During the last couple of weeks in high school my choir always had stupid long after school pointless rehearsals that usually went to the ungodly hour of 8:30. That is past dinner time folks. We had a lot of hangry people (Hangry- people that get angry when they're hungry i.e. my brother) because if you forgot to bring food you had no time to go grab food and most parents would not come back to the school just to bring food. (Which is totally understandable) But not my mom. No sure. She was a saint. She would text me before school let out asking me what I wanted to eat and then she would bring it to the school. I remember most of the time I would just send her to subway because I had a weird small obsession with subway (don't ask I don't quite understand it either). So when school was over I'd go out and meet my mom so we could make the exchange (My backpack for dinner, it was a great trade I know) This one time I remember my mom handing me my bagged dinner and adding, "I also bought you four cookies so that you can be the popular kid and have friends." Lawd that woman was sarcastic but was the popular kid so I can't complain. I swear my choir friends all thought my mom was the coolest. And to be fair, she absolutely was. 

Love always,

Erin

P.s.

I apologize for the crazed thoughts and obsessive parenthesis' used in the above post I'm running on little sleep and a ton of coffee.