Cassandra, AKA one of my BFFs came over yesterday after a boring day of chilling at home. We were eating at Fiesta Charra's when my parental devices said she could come over. So we picked her up in our cramped truck that is the only one that can take on the snow. We picked her up and she came a walking out in some moccasins. Like, bro, there is like 3 inches of snow on this ground right now. What even. So she stepped in my foot prints.
Then we went back to my house and we watched the new Harry Potter and talked through the entire thing, and freaked out over all the people like Lupin, Snape, Neville and McGonagall. <-- Is that spelled right?
That movie makes me feel all the feels though. Omg. While we were watching my dad popped over the TV and chucked those giant marshmallows at us. One bounced off my forehead and my arm. I swear on my life they left red marks for like 5 minutes. Haha omg. And also I burnt the popcorn really badly. It burned a hole into the bag and burned like all of the kernels on that side. And then when we actually ate it, it tasted all stale like. But yeah, it was all good. And we talked about Harry Potter, making fun of it, even though we both love it until the credits were done rolling.
Then we turned on the TV and watched the Scary Movie channel, which had some awkward movie about a Banshee that was killin' errybody. The Zodiac came on after that, and I was actually interested in that, but then once Cassandra fell asleep I wasn't that far afterwards because I didn't have my friend to make fun of this movie with. Which made me mad, cuz I actually wanted to watch that.
In the morning we did totally not make nutella toast on our broken toaster and put on Hannah Montana Movie or anything. And we didn't know like all the words or anything of that sort either. We did not say "omg, my childhood." At any moment in time. No way.
When Cassandra left, I didn't know what to do, so I went with my Mom to Gorman's to get some soup for dinner. And then I made rice to put in my soup. And it was amazing. And now I have my (other weakness besides Sour Patch) blueberry muffins sitting next to me ready to be eaten and a new iCarly coming on in 15 minutes. This is what I call a successful Saturday night. :)
Delaney, obviously.
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