Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Speculating the Universe, and all of its intricate properties
Huntingdon County, Pennsylvania, is not a very happening place. For some reason, I guess you could consider it a "safe" place, maybe for lack of excitement and energy that's here.


I mean, there isn't anywhere that exists that's so safe that nothing bad can ever happen. There are many innocent people who are living proof of that. 0_o



The local news uses the first 5 minutes to replay the news from yesterday and this morning, adds a new piece here and there (You can tell they really scrounged for it, just like most of the rest of the news reports they've broadcasted), and then puts on a summary of the weather. After the summary of the weather, they replay the news they had just broadcasted minutes earlier, right before the long commercial break prior, and then go into a 5 minute extremely detailed fit of the weather, then sports, then replay the news again.

Not that it's splenderific when the news is full of "A hundred people died today because a disgruntled psycho went on the rampage at some random place and ate all their hearts out and drank their spleens and made an escape rope out of their guts and innards and he's out on the loose! Run away! Head off for elsewhere!"


*Shrugs and gestures* Hard to explain.


The people around here are mostly friendly, unless you went to high school with them. ^_~

*cough*As-reiteratedlastnight*cough*


Yeah. Last night, I went to James' house, and watched the Shade Gap picnic parade from his front porch, with him and his sister and some guy friend that she has. His sister is my sister's age. They’re in the same class and stuff and have been friends for a few years, so I've known his sister for a while. James graduated same class as me, but is a year younger. *nods*

A lot of the floats tossed candy out and about to people on the sides.

I honestly can’t think of a time when I made myself so full on Tootsie Rolls (Fruit Punch and good 'ole chocolate are the best)

*Half grins* Cant say I'm that big of a candy person, but oh well. (HYPER TO THE TENTH DEGREE 0_O;;;)


After the parade, I saw this one kid that used to be on the track team with me driving a truck. Greeted him, and asked him where the fair grounds were. A voice next to him snickered and said, "It's down over there, but I'm sure if you start walking now, you'll make it there late Tuesday. *smirksmirk*"

*Mimics him in a high-pitched voice*

The dork that had spoken was the same dork I finished off 5th and 6th grade with, and was unfortunate enough to have him in homeroom with me for all 6 years of Jr-Sr High school.

Eh. Didn’t figure on going last night anyways, because it was uber crowded, especially with the parking. Prolly going sometime tonight, but not by myself.


Tomorrow my brother is coming. =)


Most everyone has to sleep in the living room, including me. The living room is the same room in which the TV resides, and my mom gets up earlier than everyone (I honestly dont understand how; just last night the youngest sister had everyone up till 2am, purposly grating on my nerves. Everyone else awake was almost dying, because they take great pleasure in my agitatedness/rwaring/growling >:| )

But that's beside the point. I mean to say because she wakes up earler than everyone else, she puts the TV on, and if the TV is on when I am not in deep sleep, it gives me freaky-odd realistic dreams/nightmares.

So, as you can imagine, I've been having those kinds of whatevers since I've been here.


*makes a face at you*


In a week, I leave Pennsylvania, and go back to Jersey for a day, to finish packing for school.


Aye, I've been here at my mom's for well over a week, but I really don’t think it feels like it.




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