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It felt so good not to have to go to school today -- thanks to Memorial day. And it was a very eventful day. I actually left the house; farther than the back porch, and even out of the lines of my property -- I went to the pool! Yep yep. I actually didn't want to go this morning -- I do not like getting tanned, I hate it. I tan bad. And, I dunno, I like the pale look. 
I actually enjoyed myself, though.
The pool I went to, good 'ol Sweetbriar, was supposed to have been dug up and redone... But from what I could tell, they only made it more shallow, smaller, and made a new life guard shack. They also would not let me in without a "pass", as if I would come into LOW just to visit their ever so wonderful pool. Good thing my friend Lindsey was there to let me sign in as a guest.
Along with Lindsey came her ever-so-loveable step brothers and sisters. Once impaticular (sp), Chris, who I think is 10. He was on an "I wanna dunk people" kick, and after successfully getting Lindsey, Michael, and everyone else, it was my turn. He spent a good 1/2 hour on my back, clawing and kneeing me, trying to make me go under. Everyone was trying to get him off my back, but no matter what, he held on. His clawing and scratching make marks on my upper arm. He also used my shoulders as handle bars, as well as 2 other things, when he happened to miss my shoulders.
His clawing all over my shoulders and neck whipped off my sunscreen, and I didn't notice at the time. So, I ended up with horrible sunburn on my solders. Ugh. Just what I needed. Right now I'm not feeling the burn, and I hope I wont. I want it to peal all off -- I'll bleach my skin if I have to, so help me.
That boy, Chris, followed me around like a sick puppy the rest of the day. He kept hanging around me, Michael, and Lindsey like he was apart of our self-titled clique. I made all of us head on over to my house, which is a very short walk, so that I could get some aspirin (sp) to fix the headache I received from snorting so much water. On the way leaving, this boy actually had his arm around my shoulders, which was funny, since I was roughly a foot taller than him. I wriggled out of it, bitching about my poor, poor shoulders.
Ahhh... I am so tired. I woke up early, around 9, to talk to Alan, but something yet again happened to his alarm clock. Something always happens to his alarm clock. I am weak, and I need to put some meds on my sunburn before it starts to really burn.
I had work to do this weekend, for my multimedia class, but I did not feel like I had the time. How did three days go by so fast? I need to find a way to slow down the days before I go to Alan's -- I want that to last. I also need to get cracking on the new webring. It always feels like someone will come along and swipe the idea away from me before I have the chance to create it first. Yeah.