posted on December 26, 2003 @ 4:23 am
mtv: "feeling this," blink 182
"the way you move," outkast
"suga suga,"
"away from me," puddle of mudd
"milkshake," kelis
"pass that dutch," missy
"i believe in a thing called love," the darkness
cartoon network: reign, time squad
a two-year dream materialized this morning. half of it at least. i couldn't sleep at all last night. i took a dose of nana's codeine-ridden cough syrup before bed, but i had such a terrible headache all night. i don't think i actually slept any outside of 11 p.m. - 1:30 a.m. i dozed, tossed and turned until 7 a.m. i went to the back room (my old room) where sarah was sleeping on the futon and lay on her to wake her up. i got on AIM to see if owen would be around (he's the only one i know to be up at such an ungodly hour, plus, you know, it's later there), and some minutes into my conversation mom comes in telling me to get off.
we got in an argument cause i'm really fucking tired of doug's shit about keeping me off it. i went back to sarah's room and layl in bed, trying my damnedest to just keep shut up. after a few minutes mom opens the door, doug yells, "what are you still doing in bed!" and mom tells me to help nana fold up the sheets and quilts on their sofa bed. i stayed with my back to the door and said i'd be there in a minute, but she came and sat by me.
she went off on the whole "don't ruin everything" speech i had to hear everyday since i hit eighth grade. i started crying for some reason, and while i got dressed we started fighting again. at one point i said, "i don't do a fucking thing to that goddamn computer," and whatever she responded with she added, "let me say it in your language," repeating it adding "fucking." i thought it was cute. she told me not to say anything about it, and i pointed out that i wasn't. "well, you're still talking."
"believe me, you'd know if i were saying something."
it was dramatic, like in a movie, and then i said if it weren't xmas i'd go home. yeah, chelsea has anger/authority issues.
jesus who are these the darkness guys; someone opened up a 30-year time capsule. the guy's hair's the same color as mine. (:
by around 8:30 a.m. i'd sucked it up and gone to the kitchen. i sat organizing earrings i'd gotten in a star tin in my stocking and marvellling over a ring and necklace that came with them. the ring's just a red star, but the necklace is a red velvet chocker with a feary pendant. it also came with a star and flower pendant. i also had two yu-gi-oh keychains with 3-d characters on one side of the card inside the globe, and when you push a button it spins to show a drawing of it and its name. i got blue eyes white dragon and black luster soldier, and while doug and papaw played with them i told the episode where they and other characters fight together.
the shirt i got sarah was too small, so that's lame. here's my annual list o' crap, this year organized by giver:
sarah: jewelry box
nana and papaw: a good pot, pink pj bottoms, tinkerbell pj bottoms, quilt, $10 (she gave me $30 more when we were alone), necessities (shampoo, lotion, etc.), cordial cherries
uncle ray: $70
grandma dorothy: $40, $50 sears card
mom and doug: a cast-iron faery with red-tipped glass wings and mirror base, about eight inches tall and about that large a wingspan, a series of unfortunate events box sets (1-3, 4-6, 7-9), the slippery slope (the 10th, what i read the other night), finding nemo
then mom left the room and went back to their bedroom. she returned carrying one big wrapped box and two smaller ones. one of the small ones was my tinkerbell pjs, but the large one was�:pause, quietly:�an x-box. :yelling: an x-box! after unwrapping one edge i repeated, "oh my god, it's an x-box," about 80 times before i finished opening it. the other little box was the simpsons road rage. i expected it to be halo, but whatever. now i know where that $50 sears card is going! i opened it and hugged it and named him klaus (after the series boy).
aunt patty, toby and monty showed up then, so we moved things to the side. i took klaus to sarah's room, stopping in the hallway to hug him. mom walked by and laughed. toby's ps2 is broken, so instead of having him save his money to repair it, doug just bought him a new one. when mom handed him the wrapped box, he sat looking at it for a while before asking, "is this what i think it is?"
mom: "how do they know? do they have some sort of sense? that's why i left yours in the back, so you wouldn't figure it out."
me: "i thought i sensed microsoft calling me..."
once toby got it opened, i fetched klaus and we both toom them out and hugged them. oh, he's 14 by the way, and taller than me. he said he didn't hug his other one, or even dust it, so i scoffed and said it was the lack of love that killed it. i straightened the back room enough for me to hook up klaus and played through the first three missions of clone wars. it came with that and tetris, but who likes tetris? knowing toby doesn't makes me more comfortable with this dislike.
i took a nap whilst everyone else ate, then ate mac & cheese and dumplings while talking to nana. toby also got socom II, so i went back there and watched him play. i fell asleep again, only to awake at 7:48 p.m. to toby throwing pencils at me and whisper-yelling my name.
he asked if i wanted to play simpsons clue with him and sarah, but i got them to play dominos with nana and me instead, after he and i took pictures of each other. he, sarah and i then played road rage til 2 a.m. we had very quality conversation, including, "dude, you're gettin' a tinkerdell," "we call him 'manu-smell,'", and something else i meant to remember but have now (of course) forgotten. his parents went back to mesquite, so he's staying til tuesday, when doug goes to dallas for a meeting. it's so strange to see him now, in 8th grade and talking about kicking his friends in the "nuts," when i have these little baby pictures of him. now he's this cool kid with a deepening voice and love for his ps2, having beaten halo and the MGSs, just to name the ones i asked about. he beats the game then sells them to get new ones. tomorrow i'm getting him and sarah to go with me to get halo, and we've got to decide what game he's getting with xmas money. this is so exciting�i have a cousin to play with now. (:
p.s. we went to eat, and papaw said of our waitress, "it should be illegal to be that thin."
me: "that's what's so hard for me now. growing up, everyone in the family's fat, and skinny people look weird. now i'm on my own, and people are like, 'gah, why are you so fat,' and i'm like, 'why you so skinny? wanna go eat, my treat?'" he laughed. (: also, mom, nana, sarah and i drove around looking at lights. at one point sarah, reading a sign, said, "stop." i went into rapping "ice ice baby," but mom made me stop after the first verse. hehe
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