*sighs* well I have the feeling that this post is going to be another long, rambling one. My dad is bugging the H-E double hockey sticks outta me, so I'm kinda *getting really really FREAKING* mad right now and need to get it out. So if it's a bit intense, that's why.  

  I think all this starts on friday. I was having a pretty good day. I mean, it was my last day of school (hallelujiah!) AND I got the added bonus of being able to see Prince Caspian!!!

  Because my mom doesn't have a car, I walked to the movie theater. I made pretty good time, considering my house is a mile and a half away from it, haha. Although I did get a pretty bad charley horse in my calf....

  ANYWHO.

So I get to the movie theater, and i see Tyler right there. Trouble right off the bat. He says, "Hey, it's Allie! What're you doing here?"

  I smile at him as I buy my ticket and say "I'm going to see Prince Caspian. How about you?"

  "Me too! We should sit together or something."

  "Yeah, we should!"

Bada Bing, Bada Boom- Tyler and Dylan are sitting in front of Katie, Leo and I, and we're all talking. Of course, I'm trying not to flirt with Ty and failing misreably, because there's just something enticing about a guy you cannot have. Thing is- he's flirting right back. We're laughing, and having popcorn battles ("I may have lost the battle, but i shall win the war!"), and having a grand ol time.

  The movie starts, and we settle into our seats, but Ty keeps on looking back at me and smiling. And for some reason, I occasionally get wafts of Tyler-scent from his direction. (He smells better than most guys- a mixture of Axe, shampoo, and clothing detergent, with a bit of little boy smell mixed in. Those of you with little brothers or cousins, or have friends with little brothers or cousins know what I'm talking about.)   

  It went like that the whole movie.  Which made me really confused, because I thought that Tyler was an older version of Skandar (Edmund from Narnia)... He doesn't like girls that way and never really did.

     After the movie finishes, we all step outside (it's a really tiny movie theater -I'm talking only two half-sized screens with a itty-bitty consessions stand/ticket counter in between them, here- so we couldn't all stand inside and talk) and voila! There's the Stolls and their youth group of eight, most of whom we go to Enrichment with. I give Emily Stoll a hug and we all talk, her older brothers Matt (I think that's his name) and Ben and their friend Justin all kinda joining in.

Ben's awesome. he's the strong silent type, haha. But really, he's like a big brother, and pretty darn cool to hang out with. Matt- well, he's older than Ben and Emily, I think he's like eighteen, so I haven't seen him that often and don't know him that well. Justin has BRIGHT red hair and a personality to match, LOL.

Just so ya knew who they were. :)

Anyway, I say goodbye to them and start walking back home, when Ty catches me. We talked for a little while, but I noticed his eyes darting to Emily, Ben, Matt and Justin during the whole thing. And he looked kinda pleased with himself after I left....

Which confused me. i do not get boys at all apparently, haha.

I walked home, and called Jadon for lack of anything else to do. He was unavailable to come to the phone because-get this!-he was MILKING. Yeah! Milking! Haha that made me laugh..

But I mean, i just felt kinda weird the rest of the day. Like I didn't belong anywhere. It was depressing. I talked to Smileigh and she asked me about the dreams I had been having, and how many books and movies I had really gotten into recently. I asked her why and she said something that really surprised me- it makes sense, though.

She said that when you dream, or lose yourself in books or movies or music, It's basically an escape from reality. Wether you need to or not, you're shutting out 'real life'. And if you've been doing that more and more often, when you come back to reality, so to speak, you feel displaced. It's kinda weird how much control we have over our own brains, and how much control our brians have over our bodies. You know?

I still feel kinda odd, but I think i understand better. At least, I understand more than I did.

That night I went shopping with my Mom at the local Wal*Mart, and she kinda made me feel even worse. I love my mom but she's kinda blunt when she wants to be.

Basically right now she's obsessed with dogs. We can't get one because of the pricey pet deposit the person who's renting the house to us has placed in the contract. She goes onto the Humane Society's website every day, and on Saturdays when we can have the car my dad takes to work, she goes down there to look at the dogs in person. Every week she has a "Dog of the Week".

So we were at Wal*Mart, talking about her new 'Dog of the Week'. She asked me, out of the blue, about Tyler and how all that was going, and I told her that I thought I might like him more than I realized. My mom burst out laughing and said, "Allie, you say that about every boy you like. I have a dog of the week, and you have a guy of the week!"         

   It's the truth. But it still kinda hurt. I hate it when moms are perceptive, dont you?

   The next morning, Saturday, I woke up feeling a bit better. Of course, I also woke up to my cell phone ringing. It was Jadon, just returning my call from yesterday. He laughed at me because I had slept in so late, but he did get me up. We talked for almost an hour, then he had to go. So my day started out pretty well.

  My dad was making a big breakfast upstairs, so the whole house smelled like pancakes and bacon. Mm, bacon. haha.

  We all ate breakfast, then I got dressed and my Mom and I went all the way down to Castle Rock for a big shopping day. *sighs* I LOVE having the car... i can't wait till i can leagally drive!

  When we came home around three, I called Leo and we talked for a while. She had spent her Saturday polishing furniture and washing windows and hanging clothes on the line. It was a GORGEOUS day outside. I think it actually got up into the high sixties!

  It was too nice a day to pass up. i went over to her house to hang out, and we both went over to the park with a basketball. Haha there were some boys shooting baskets through the other hoop. All three of them kept on looking over at us, and one boy even took his shirt off. We were trying not to laugh but really kinda failed.. *looks slightly chargrined*

I went home fopr supper, then convinced the Parental Units to let me have a sleepover at Leo's house. We had a big talk last night. It was awesome. My best friend knows me so well....

  We were going to watch Bella, but the DVD didn't work, so we ended up watching Hitch instead. Katie's friend Larissa was there too. She and I really don't like each other, and Larissa HATES jadon with a passion, so we weren't getting along that well.

  Guess what? Haha it was hilarious. Larissa and I were arguing softly about something when my cell phone buzzes. And guess who it is?

Yep. it was Jadon.

  I made my escape upstairs, and he and I talked for abotu a half an hour about everything and nothing. he has a really deep voice, I was noticing that. Well- except for the times his voice breaks. He's getting over it (I mean, he's seventeen now!) but it still happens.... ;)

When i came back downstairs, Hitch was over, and everyone was in the kitchen getting ice cream. Larissa looks at me and kinda sneers, so I decide to ask her why she hates Jadon. She got pretty freaking emotional about it. She scares me....

  Anyway. After she finished ranting about the "mean hearted ******* with no real concept of love or life" she asked me why i liked Jadon so much.

  I dodged the bullet with a very vague answer, and she says (Really LOUDLY) "so have you kissed him yet?"

  I mean, what was that all about? No, I haven't kissed Jadon. and I probably NEVER WILL. Where does she come off?

  Sorry. Just a bit mad here.      

  Leo and Katie had the wisdom to get us out of each other's eyesight before any punches were thrown.  

I really don't like that girl...

Today, Sunday, was basically unremarkable. I went to church, babysat two little monsters and their cutie-pie little sister afterwards, and cleaned my room after that.

  oh, no- wait! Ther is something! 

  MY FATHER. He listens to this guy, Hank Hanegraph, on the radio coming home from work. and HANK doesn't believe that Jesus went to Hell to preach to the spirits when he died, so my DAD doesn't believe it either. (I swear he worships the ground HANK walks on.)

  I DO belive that Jesus desended into hell, and I have a couple verses that I think prove it. But as soon as my dad finds this out, he sets out to prove that I am wrong and he and HANK are right. So he and I get into this huge fight over it. He's trying to force his beliefs on me, and I really don't appreciate it. 

I eventually shut down and got out of more fighting. But I'm really resentful right now. I don't care abotu what HANK thinks. My dad was insinuating that I don't know what I'm talking about and because he's the head of the household, I have to belive in what he believes. I don't want to. It's making me livid. I don't even trust this Hank Hanegraph. He has a lot of weird beliefs and not that much proof to back himself up- but the word of HANK is flawless to mi Papi. *Rolls eyes* I hate this. My dad and I ahven't gotten a long for a while now. But he thinks he won the argument. He didn't, but I won't let him know that. I'm gonna go on believing what I believe in secret until I can move out and practice it openly.    

Stupid HANK.  

That's my weekend for ya. hope yours was better. thanks for letting me get that out.

~Allie~