Sisterlove..... (From Yesterday.)

Song of the blog: La Paga_ Juanes feat. Black Eyed Peas
Actually, I don't want that song to be my song of the blog, even though I like it and I DO want it on here. So lets try that again.

Song of the blog: Oxford Comma_ Vampire Weekend

That is a little better. haha Now we may begin.

My sister has run away. I know that this seems like I am calm about it, but this is my ruse. I am not calm. I am freaking out. >>>>>=@

My mother caught her skipping school, and so told her to walk home. Well, Hope decided that she wasn't coming home. it's all mapped out on facebook if you look carefully enough. There is a status of Hope's that my mom commented on saying something along the lines of Where are you that you can be on the computer and on facebook and not in class?? I saw it but I didn't think it meant anything huge. Then the next day my mom writes on Hope's wall, "The least you could do is tell me where you are and that you're ok." That was a tad more alarming so I comment, "????????????????" I get nothing. Finally on Tuesday I call my mom and ask her what is up with all of that. Turns out Hope really was skipping school, and she got caught. My mom told her to walk home. Hope decided she wasn't going home. I freaked out. It seems though, that I was the only one. My mom was clam on the phone, and she said that the school counselor shrugged her shoulders and said Hope is 18. What is with the whole 18 thing? Yes she is 18 and a legal adult, but she doesn't even know what that means!!! I'm starting to think that we need to have a mandatory class in high school that teaches them what it means to be an adult. It does NOT mean, "Now I can do what I want!" That is part of it, but it's so small a part that it's a wonder that anybody notices it. There's also that really contradictory part where you actually can't do whatever you want if you can't handle the consequences. Yeah. We need to start teaching kids this instead of just assuming that they know. I didn't even really know. (Ok, so maybe it's something that only life can really teach you, but seriously, we could TRY! Lesson 1: Toilet Paper comes from a store and cost money.)

So today my Dad calls. I'm at work so normally I wouldn't answer, but I think maybe he knows something about Hope. So I answer it and he starts out mad at me for not telling him. He found out from Angie. I am really surprised because anyone who sees Hope's facebook should know that something is going on. Turns out he doesn't check Hope's facebook. So told him what I knew. I gave him what info I had and said I would keep him updated. About 30 minutes later I get a very angry text from my mother. She is cussing and yelling at me for telling my Dad some spun version of the story and making him call her and yell at her and call her a bad mother. Excuse me? No. It is obvious that my Dad freaked out, which is understandable. He shouldn't fling insults, but it happens. Now my mom needs someone to vent on and blame. That person is now me. I understand, I wasn't even mad. I tried to explain to her that I did not spin a story, and that dad is just freaking out because he just found out that his daughter ran away a few days ago and he wasn't told. I would freak too. In fact, I did freak out when I found out. I just didn't start flinging insults everywhere. Well, my mom wasn't taking that. She is ready to completely cut me off. Now I am mad. None of this is my fault, I tried to be understanding but there is a line. I am full willing to be a punching bag for a distressed mother, but I will not take the blame for this whole situation. I didn't make Hope leave. The blame lies on Hope's shoulders alone. Agh!

So in happier news I am done downloading my music. =] Today I am going to dive into my movies. I have about 6 to download from that wonderful I-tunes list, and they will take a few hours each. I'm so excited to have all my stuff back!! I keep having to go through and delete duplicates when there is two of something, but I would rather have two than none. =] I love it!!! Wee!

I really want to say something happy. Another happy thing. This is such a downer blog post.

I know! I'll just count the happy things. =]

1: I have orange juice. =]
2: I have chips. yum. =]
3: I look really cute today. =]
4: We are reading Othello in English 251. =]
5: I have fantastic friends. =]
6: My life is freaking amazing. =]
7: I danced down the sidewalk last night, not even caring who saw or who judged. I was happy and loving life for the simple reason of breathing and it was fantastic. =]

I want to talk about that. =] I love being alive. Having a life to live. Having energy in my limbs and feeling and emotions and everything that goes with being alive!!!! It was especially so yesterday when I was walking to school and back, basically whenever I walk somewhere. That just gives me a chance to put on my headphones and look around and just be. I am just a girl walking, that is all. I don't have a crazy family, I'm not completely lost in my writing class, I'm just me. I'm just this random girl who is walking along the curb like it's a balancing game, smiling and loving life. I get lots of looks while I'm walking. oddly enough it's split pretty evenly between guys and girls. Most girls look at me like I'm crazy, sometimes I even get a dirty look. There are exceptions and they smile at me and I think it's because they know. they know how amazing it is to be alive. =] Most guys smile at me, none of them stop to chat, but they all smile. The smiley nod. =] I enjoy all of these. Even the looks of, "Are you crazy?" Because the answer is a loud, "Yes! And I LOVE it!!" Really, if I could just go on a walk and just stop every once in a while to live somewhere for until I'm ready to leave, and then just move on without looking back to the next little town. I would do it. There are too many details like money and clothes that in reality factor in. But in my dreams, I can be a wanderer, wandering wandering. =]