six feet under the stars

Here's my attempt at a decent blog post.

Friday:
After school, Sydney and I went to chill at her house.
We made the most kick ass Rice Crispie treats this side of the Rio Grande.
They were PINK! FOR SHIZ!
We danced to "Wild Thing" in the middle of her kitchen.
Cuz we are sexy aerobics-doing chicas!
She got to reply to a talent scout who wants her to be in a commercial for the Mac area!
HOOAH.
I got some news from my dear Daniel :P
He was in Turkey at one point and apparently it's a beautiful place.
*stares into space for a while*

Saturday:
Woke up at 4.
Started loading up all our stuff into the truck.
The people who design those cars don't think about long-legged teens being in the backseat or something.
Not that comfy but whatever.
I started listening to music and staring aimlessly out the window.
The scenery kept speeding by... once we got past Carlton and Yamhill it was refreshingly unfamiiar.
I was in a weird state of mind, really.
Peaceful, calm, the dark was soothing.
Everything seemed ... right.
It was amazing.
We went up over the mountains and there was actually snow on the ground, ghostlike in the dark.
Beautiful.
The bridge that spans the Columbia River was scenic and pretty, even if the weather wasn't.
The wind was whipping the tops of the waves into foam and spray and the bridge curved over the whole thing, looking, for lack of a better word, majestic.
We got to their house and started working.
Not much to say about that.
We made a fire to keep warm and I was my typical pyromaniac self and stared at it until I was seeing things that weren't there.
Didn't eat dinner out of courtesy.
I ate a fried chicken gizzard though. XD
that was interesting. it was quite good.
We went over to the family friend's house and I played with their dog that looks strikingly like Cookie... but thinner, taller, and with one white paw.
Watched Madagascar 2, which lived up to my expectations, surprisingly.
Went to sleep... blissful sleep while listening to my playlist that I made specifically for that purpose.

Sunday:
Woke up early... really early.
Nobody else was awake so I went back to sleep.
Woke up again at eight to the smell of bacon, sausage, and french toast.
Also Shadow licked me and sydney both in the face.
We puttered around eating and talking about random injuries then set out on our way back to Mac.
Stopped at Costco just outside Astoria.
Wandered around in there for a while.
Finally got back in the car and drove without a break all the way back.
I was listening to this playlist that I made to remind me of Daniel.
"Only God Knows Why" - Kid Rock
"Walk Away" - Dropkick Murphys
"Fields of Athenry" - Dropkick Murphys
"The Last Letter Home" - Dropkick Murphys
"I'm Shipping Up To Boston" - Dropkick Murphys
"Wish You Were Here" - Pink Floyd
"Your Hand In Mine" - Explosions in the Sky

Yeah. I was in a trance thinking about life on the way back.
Worked around my problems... got into my own head so I could figure stuff out.
My mind is a hella weird place.
But I think I figured myself out some more.

So all in all...
South Bend, WA.
It was cold.
It was windy.
It was raining.
But it was fun.

I feel like I'm writing a short excerpt of a memoir.
Or something.

Ashley and I are gonna have a freaking ton of fun pretty soon.
Clothing workshop is a RYOT!

Yes, I meant to spell that wrong.

I'm gonna go for now.
"Six feet under the stars..."
~Mimi