Sunday, March 5, 2006

   Over-view of the past few days
Yesterday was interesting. It was the winter guard competition up in Ferndale. The ride to and from was two hours so I slept for a lot of the car-time. The competition itself wasn't so great; mostly because I fucked it up. For some odd reason, I got confused on which was the front and back of the floor. So I set my flags incorrectly. Thankfully I did it the right way the second time, which was the round that actually counted. I still messed up once though, but it was really small. It makes me wonder if they do count the first round, since we got fourth a.k.a. last, once again. I don't expect to beat Newport, because they kick ass, but I know we're better than Auburn. A lot of guards were dropping yesterday; ours included. It was weird. I think the only part of the whole competition I liked, was right after Newport performed, we ((when I say 'we' I mean the entire Cascade gaurd)) stood up and shouted, "Shimmy, shimmy, coco puff! *claps with last word*" It was hilarious because Newport and Megan started cracking up. Jimmy ((their choreographer)) just stared at Megan with his jaw dropped. XD What we shouted was a warm-up we learned from them back at the last competition. Side, back, side, front, move hips to left slow, right slow, left fast, right fast, left fast, right fast, shimmy, jump, clap; plus say the last part "Shimmy, shimmy, coco puff!" It's hard to explain when I only speaking about it.

During the lunch break there, Dad, Sam, and I got lunch and ate it in the car. We saw the most ADORABLE dog outside with her/his owner. Dad thinks s/he was a teacup Yorkie because it was a mini Jazzie. S/he stook literally way less than a foot. I'm going to have a teacup Yorkie before I die.

Anyway, after the competition, it's tradition that the guard does to the local Red Robin before the drive home. It was really fun. We wrote a note on a napkin to our waiter, Matt. XD Cauri put that it was Courtney, Cecilia, and my birthday. XD Well, it will be on Tuesday! So we got ice cream and these weird glasses. But the fun part is that you can have them on and be looking somewhere else and no one will have a clue. It's hilarious because we were freaking out the other girls at the table. In the end, they asked for glasses and we took a group picture. XD I'll probably put it up at myspace.

So, yesterday was an pretty good day. Today, however, was the complete opposite. Things kept going wrong; one of them was me spilling milk all over my bed and desk. I'm washing the last bit of my bed sheets now. Come to think of it, yesterday was the last really good day I had since that one Friday a week or two ago. Dad's been pulling shit again and I completely broke down Thursday after practice. Dad's landlord says either Darbie goes, or he goes. Of course he calls me and expects me to have the answer. Mom and I CANNOT take Darbie back. As much as I love her to death and want to take her, we just cannot. Fortunately, he was a week now. But Thursday, when I was talking to Mom about it, we got started talking how he always makes it my job to make everything alright. It's my job to tell him what to do and fix everything. My job to have all the guilt and blame. So basically, I had a complete mental breakdown. I cried for at least an hour straight; literally. Mom was afraid I was going to cut, and to be honest, I wanted to so badly. But that would mean he would have won. I REFUSE to let that bastard win. Mom ended up writing Dad a hate e-mail that night. When I read it, I wanted to laugh so much but I was in the middle of crying at that moment. I stayed home Friday to put myself back together. I know I shouldn't have, but I really needed it. I slept most of the day and when I woke up after sleeping around twelve hours, it felt like it was only three. Probably from all the crying, I exhaused myself. But I finally forced myself to get up, so I could go to the Alderwood Mall with Mom and Sam. I got gorgeous skirt I'm going to wear on my birthday. The only thing I hate, is the fact that it it was $98 from Nordstrums. Mom had gotten a $100 gift card from work for there and she hated everything there so bought me the skirt. I still feel guilty about it, since Mom should have used it but I can't do anything about it now.

I probably babbled wayyy too much and probably have the worst grammar ever but right now I don't care.
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