It's Freezing in Hell

Things I'm not good at: updating. But I'm updating, so hell must be freezing over.

I think I'll sum up my Christmas break with an email I sent to Jessica. In two words: parents yelling. In more words:


Hey!

I heard you wanted an email! Here's one! I'm writing essays, and I have a ton of work left to do, but hey, whatever.

So, this is certainly interesting. Buffalo was alright, I guess. My uncle on my moms side flooded his back yard and made an ice rink. I don't have my own pair of skates anymore, so I borrowed an extra pair. The problem is that they were figure skates, not hockey skates like I'm used to, so I kept hitting the toe stop and going flying. Oops. REgardless, we had a skating party at a real hockey rink (it's an annual thing), and I had hockey skates there. It makes me kinda mad, though, because the guys always play hockey and they're always reluctant to let me and my other girl cousin play, just because we're girls, and everyone assumes we two suck. It's true, I do suck, but a couple guy cousins are just as if not more sucky, but nobody is reluctant to sub them in. Dammit! It was funny, though, because I totally got body checked into the boards and scored anyway. woot! Girl power!

Other interesting things. My family went skiing one day, and even though I love skiing, I stayed at my grandparents (sullivan side)'s house because I needed to work on essays. My grandparents came and went, but when my grandma got home, we watched jeopardy together (I think that's the first time I've actually seen the whole thing) and did stuff bonded and such. (Essays were ignored for a few hours). It was cool; definately the highlight of the trip.

I talked to my Grandma M., and she wants us all to come for the Allentown Art Festival. She's president of the AVS (allentown village society). The Art Festival is the second full weekend in June. I think that's like the 11th and 12th or something like that. We can go to Niagra falls (short drive) and do all that fun stuff. I dunno, might be fun. Seriously, it would be tons of fun if all las chicas came; my grandma would be more than happy to house all of us. Keep that weekend in June free and we can finalize details!

Hope your New Years Eve is going better than mine. I'm writing college essays and I'm rather bored because most of my friends are too jet-lagged to do anything but sleep. Stupid London. Hey, do you want to babysit a bunch of sophmores over here and I'll go somewhere else and get some work done? They've already managed to burn a hole in something, lock somebody in the basement and the last three comments I've heard were "Why do you have Ryan's socks on?," "OW!," "I cannot find my bullet!" On the up side, I have already assured them that I'm not driving anybody to the E.R., despite the severity of the injury.

I'm not even getting paid for this.

OK, I just heard "Nooo! It's cold out!" and "You can borrow a coat." This sounds bad; I'd better go see what's going on.

I'm just glad they don't know where the beer is. I imagine that would make things worse.

Peace,

-the babysitter