Despite all of that, however, I am having an okay summer. My stepdad’s kids are here. They’re not so bad. I share a room with Amanda (she’s 14). Amanda’s cool. She reads a lot and she has been really cool about letting me talk (I should say yap and cry) endlessly about Mark for the past two days. I’m glad she is so tolerant of me. Adam and Alex are fun too. Alex has spinal bifida. It’s very complicated to explain. Basically, Al can’t really walk. He crawls around (except for when we go places—then he uses his wheelchair). Al has this really weird habit of showing up unexpectedly in strange places, like right behind doors that you just opened. He just looks at you wide-eyed and says “Oh. Hi.” with a giant grin on his face. It’s kinda creepy sometimes. But I love Al—he’s a cutie. Adam is awesome. I’m only about five months older than him. He and I have a lot in common. We hang out a lot. We have recently joined in the quest to find a job. We haven’t been too successful yet, but we’re gonna keep trying.
Last night we (Adam, Amanda, Candace and her two friends Barbara and Kaydee, and me) pranked our ward missionaries. It was hilarious. The missionaries are always at the Downey’s (a family in our ward—Candace and I are friends with their kids, Jared and Barbara) on Sundays, P Day, and/or when they’re done tracting and have nothing better to do. So we invited them over to “play Risk” with us last night at the Downey’s. When they got there, we told them we were going to get Casey (Kaydee’s sister). But we didn’t really go and get Casey. We went to the missionaries’ house and did a good (cleanable) trashing. We mostly wrote on their windows and sidewalk with green (Hulk) syrup and window paint. It was hilarious. I wonder how they reacted when they went home last night.
Anyway, I’m gonna leave this entry as it stands. It’s kinda’ long. Oh well. I gotta go anyway. I have things to do, people to see, and businesses to call back about my applications! Time is short and so am I!
*Imported from my first blog on mindsay.com*