~* Everybody's got a waterbuffalo*~

I'm surrounded with the noises of artificial gunfire and of boys discussing the said gunfire and other weapon/war related topics. Such as "I don't think they're really letting you hit your own guys" or "that was painful." But here am I, sitting at this wonderful computer that isn't slow and works wonderfully, and as a result, is not in the Holloway household.

Over back at my house, I don't even know if it could be called a house b/c the inside does not particularly resemble the house I once knew and lived in. The living room furniture and carpet was outside in the front when we left and everything from the boys and Katherine's room was transferred to my small and now very full bedroom that was so beautifully clean just a few hours ago. One of the carpet mover and putter inner ppl is hilarious. He's hispanic and doesn't speak perfect english. He picked up this quarter and was like oooh I found some money. so he gave it to me and was like go get yourself some lunch. It was quite a generous offer. He also liked these plastic glasses that looked retarded. he was like, oooh, now I can see better. Mom tried to give them to him, but he apparently didn't need them that badly.

So.... I now have a digital camera which is absolutely wonderful, but I can't hook it up to the comp. I tried for hours and followed all the directions. Oh well. Matt K is coming over tonight I think to try and fix it. Then I 'll put pics on my blog. How wonderful. ALso I had a lovely time at my party. Many ppl came and we all hung out and yeah, hung out. I had fun though. After all the grace ppl left we played speed scrable or whatever and i even won once. then mom showed the Harrises and Barrows our stupid music video that we made this year with the Ritches(our friends from VA). It is always slightly emabarrassing, but it wasn't too bad. I was nice to see Cally Harris. Hadn't seen her for awhile.

It seems like everyone is reminesing about their life. It's the time of year to do it. Especially seniors. It's so weird to think about all the people I'll never see again. It's sad. It's even more sad that youth group is over, but that won't be too sad until after War Cry. Oh well, I'm tired of typing now. Off I go...