Journal

Day One- November 28th, 2002

             Yes! Thanksgiving is here again! I was gonna go to Tennessee, but with my powers of persuasion, I have convinced my family to have turkey this year. Except, we're going to have a Thanksgiving lunch, not dinner. At dinner we're having a Chinese pot thingy dinner. Strange, huh? Any way, the turkey came out good, except we had some meat on the inside that was uncooked. By the time my dad and uncle came, there was sorta this turkey carcass thingy left for them. My dad was like " I thought you called us here to eat turkey. I'm really only here to buy groceries, am I?" 

I remember second and third grade is where you learn everything. I can enforce that theory now. Oh my god, my brother keeps on annoying me. " Spell ICUP, Melody" or "This girl bit off this boys privates!" And yesterday, he tells me a joke.

There was a boy and a girl. They tried to beat each other up. Hiyah. Ayah. They went to the bust stop. They were still Hiyah Ayah. And then they get on the bus. They try to beat each other up. At school they try to beat each other up. Ya Ya Ya ! They do that at the playground too. And they do that when they get home. Cause they're siblings. And the next day...

And he just repeated that over and over again, while laughing! He thought he was really funny! Save me!

That's the end of my woes for now.

Ciao,

Melody