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I had an amazing weekend. Yes, there were downsides, but generally... it was good.

Friday I arrived just as my mother was finishing up the preparations for her Tennis party. I helped make kabobs as I talked with Oriel. She was so sweet and we had a lot of fun, just the three of us, joking around. I was kinda on a high from the soda and fun conversation with the guy on the bus. Plus, I had received a bit of attention from my dress so I was feeling confidant and proud. The party was fun - typical mom thing. We played ping pong and I was surprisingly better than I thought. We got to the semi-finals oAo which is so .. untypical? Lol. I was really tired that night. My mom erased all the True Blood so I didn't get to watch those... bummah.

Saturday I wanted to go on errands but when I woke up, everyone was gone. I had the morning to myself and watched the ending of The Losers, which I really liked. [/sigh] I like a lot of those comic movies =A= I should get more into comic books from Marvel and stuff... I'm just a little hesitant cause they aren't like real books.... most of them. To get really into it I feel like you need to buy comics... and after reading manga those small books just don't have enough in them for me. [/ remembers] I need to check my manga watches later ** remember this Jen!

Ah! Well later in the day I went to Anand's birthday parts. Heh heh heh, that was fun. At first it was awkward cause... well, his parents are overprotective or strict. I don't know much about his childhood or life, or how he was raised, but the environment was kinda awkward. His room was suffocating. It was like a little child's room. There was hardly any expression of self. Ugh, it bothered me so much. It was so ... LIGHT BLUE. Like, he was some powder cake baby. oAo I am so grateful my parents allow me to decorate my room. Whenever anyone new comes over, my door is the first thing they compliment. It is my expression of self. It was so good for me back in high school. It was something I could call mine. Something to show identity and cling to it when hope was lost. When identity and other things were hard, I could look at my door.

The boys did stupid s**t, like always. We went to Hooters. After we went to the park and they did the "two bananas and two Sprite" challenge. They did it too slowly so they couldn't barf but the rest of the night, that's all they wanted. Lol. Phil wanted to barf so bad, he let me punch him in the stomach multiple times. It was so fun! I think I punched him like ten times. The other girl and boys were all like o.o at the punching XDD it was EPIC FUN! Well, for me it was. <3

One day, I want to get into a legit fight. I want to have a food fight. Some time I want to go to a paint ball fight. I want to cosplay and join a fashion show. I want to get really drunk so that I don't remember a thing- [/ sigh] there are so many things I still want to do. So much of life left to live. I just, need to get out there and face that little fear that... you can't go back from that or that everything after that will be ruined. Cause, nothing is ruined if it's your choice. If you choose it, shouldn't those regrets shape you? Shouldn't you be proud of that process? I know it's hard...

And then Saturday night I got to sleep with mah kitty <3 RENJJJJJJI <3 Awe, goodness I had missed him <3 Renj [/ sigh] My kitteh kitty kitty <3 nyah~ I love him so MUCH!

Sunday I spent the day basically running errands with my brother then traveling back to San Francisco. Basically... XDD I don't think it was all that exciting in comparison