Friday, March 27, 2009

I wish I liked the beach more.

This sunshine is making me so happy, but so hot at the same time. This is the time when I need a pool or a bucket of ice to follow me wherever I go. No, a pool. A bucket of ice would just get messy. I like to go to the beach, but not like one of those bros that's always saying "yeah bra, let's go surf it up and play some volleyball." That's just annoying. But I'm not a big fan of the beach, 'cause it gets too crowded and once you get in the water, it's all over for your freshly shaved legs. The second I get goosebumps, my hairs just go "SUCKER!" and spurt up like flowers blooming in time-lapse photography. I just prefer to take naps in between towels like I did when I was six and have soothing dream waves; that comfortably warm feeling that makes me so happy.

I have got to get to Salvation Army this weekend. There's a big sale on Saturday, and since I don't have enough of an income to hit up Forever 21 on the weekends anymore, might as well resort to every hobo's dream. Katie's circus party is this weekend, too. I gotta get ahold of that tutu for my costume!

Auditions are in three weeks for You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. It's on Daddo's birthday, and I feel really bad. But, him being the humble man he is, he encouraged me to go for it. Which is why I'm trying to crack down on this diet and get down to 115 by auditions, so I can show 'em I'm little enough to be Sally Brown. That's kind of depressing.

Hope your week is going well. B.G.G.

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