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2002-10-11 ~ 3:32 p.m.
Listening to: Listening to: "Penny Lane," The Beatles. I meant to write an entry last night after I finished reading History, but me and my mom were helping my sister study for her Social Studies and Science quizzes so I kinda forgot. Sorry :( I had fun with them last night. And the words "fun," "mom," and "Melanie" don't usually cross paths much in my world. But it was okay. No one yelled or argued or anything. Good times. Tomorrow Aunt Chit and Anna are coming back. They've been mentioned in this diary so many times that I think I should probably add them to my cast list. But this time they're bringing the whole clan from the Philippines along with them. So this time it's Uncle Gil, Aunt Chit, Chu, Anna, and Sabel staying. They'll be here from tomorrow (the 12th) to the 25th. Shoot. Me. Now. That's way too many people to be living in a house for four. But whaaatever. They are very cool folk. It's just that everything gets put to a halt when they come. It's like my family stops whatever it was we were doing in order to serve another purpose: Entertaining company. I wish we could entertain all year round, but I do have school and my parents do have work. And are we supposed to just feel bad whenever they're sitting around with nothing to do because we have things to do? Mind you, we didn't invite them. They always are like "Hey, we're coming on over to the States again, can we stay with you?" But they're family and it's okay for them to ask us. And they don't expect all that much from us either. I mean my parents do so much for company when they're over. While Elena was here, she did 50% more fun things than any of the other Spaniards did--I'm positive. When my parents entertain, they go all out. But that's why we all feel so bad when we see Aunt Chit and company just sitting there with nothing to do. They're fine, but we're like AGHHH GOTTA THINK OF SOMETHING. It's personal pressure, you know? The kind you inflict onto yourself because you want to be a good hostess. I don't know. But like I said, they're all really cool. Uncle Gil is like a CEO or VP or something for a huuuge advertisement agency in the Philippines, but he is so not corrupt. He's one of the nicest, funniest of my uncles. And Aunt Chit is a really talented writer and a good role model too. Anna is a really good judge of character, and she's really funny. Sabel (whose real name is Diane Isabel, but there's already a Diane in the family so we call her by her middle name) is really funny too, and easy to talk to. Chu (aka Chewy)'s real name is Jonathan, but that's too boring so we call him Chu. Yeah. He's really smart and funny, just like all of them, but the reason I like to talk with him is because he give such good insight on like everything. Some people just make you feel smart when you talk to them, not because they're stupid, but because they know just the right topics to bring up so that both of you can equally contribute, you know? That's how Chu is. Oh, ha. I forgot to mention that Anna, Sabel, and Chu are all over the age of 18. But I don't remember exactly how old they are right now. Anna's 23, but I don't remember how far apart they all are. So yeah. I've got things happening this weekend oh yes. Tonight I'm hoping to go to Lindsay's house. But I'll see about that. Then tomorrow, I am a) working on a History project with Julie Drezner and Danyelle, and b) cleaning up the house so that when Aunt Chit & Co. arrive, everything will be sparkly. And on Sunday I've got to a) play at church and b) work on the project a li'l more. And then on Monday, I get to ummm work on the project some more! Wahoo. Maybe if we finish it all tomorrow then my long weekend will be freed up again. But I really think we're gonna need Sunday too. Monday, maybe not. But whatever. Yesterday Miss Bing gave me a present :) It was a watch that was rejected by this other girl. I don't know why on Earth she would have rejected it. It's pink and purple and it's got a spinning Tinkerbell on it. Me gusta mucho. Why is my mother not calling? I am supposed to ask her if I can go to Lindsay's house. What is she thinking? If she doesn't call by 4:30 I might call her instead. Arghah. Well this entry's too long and I didn't really think I had too much to talk about. Oh! I wanted to talk about how Lindsay and I were talking about cars we want when we get older. I want something easy to handle and reliable, like a compact car of some sort. I really like the Volkswagen Passat but that turned out to be pretty expensive. I looked at Honda Civics, which were much cheaper. Hondas are really reliable, too. How sad is that? I'll win the lottery and be like "Now I can finally buy the dream car that I always hoped and wished for--a white Honda Civic!!" Haha but seriously I don't see the point in having a super expensive or super-fast car, just because that kind of thing doesn't appeal to me. I want something that will last me for a long time, that I can be like "Yeah man I love this car." But that's a while off. I don't get my permit till April, and I don't get my license till next year. But, you know, it's always good to plan ahead. Then I was talking to my parents about cars and stuff and they were telling me about cars they had. My mom's first car she had was a Ford Escort. I was like...do they even make those anymore?? She got her car for $7,600. And I was over here on the Honda website like "Hmm, $19,000, that sounds reasonable." Apparently you have to, like, haggle. I was like are you kidding? I don't have the people skills for that!! The salesman will be like "This car is $40,000." and I'll be like "Okay." But it's okay. Not like I'll be buying a car anytime soon. My dad's first car was a Mustang ooooh. He got it for $670 dollars. But see there was this kind of thing missing on it, that is standard in cars today. It has something to do with the engine, or something. ANYWAY. It was so dangerous to not have whatever it was that was missing, that if my dad's car had ever been hit from behind, the car would have, like, exploded. In a fireball. A big fireball... My mom just called. *does the Cabbage Patch* I'm going to Lindsay's house. But first I have to clean my bedroom. So yes. Bye.
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