i actually got to go out today.

today i wore white shorts. and two other people in my family decided to wear white bottoms too. yessssss. i put on mascara today. and it actually looked good. i don't know how it looks now. my hair looked very nice too until it got a bit frizzy out in the heat.

we went and saw a water show. it was a competition that went on all day but we just came for the last one. it was very good. there were a lot of cute guys around. i think Maura should start so that way when i get my license i can drive her to these things and hang around. then we can go to more competitions and stuff. yeah yeah.

there was a cute guy who was wearing a white shirt that had a black drawing type thing on the back and said "Wickford". he had blonde hair that almost looked like it could have been died a lighter blonde. he had a little brother also with blonde hair. they sat next to a girl and her mother. the girl was wearing a shirt that had like a design made with branches all around it and a bird. she had braces. her mother was wearing one of those big straw hats. the little brother sat between the girl and the guy. every once in a while they would lean over to say something to each other and i was able to see the smile on the girl's face. once the guy gave her a thumbs down when they were doing some dance thing. i hope they get together.

after that we went to friendly's. then to Westfield to the go-carts/batting cages/mini-golf/driving range/food type stuff. there were two cute guys running the go-carts, they were around my age. i said thank you after one of them tightened up my seatbelt. before they went around to make sure we were all set they did this hand shake. not like formally shaking hands. they did the whole one hand clasp then hit each other on the back sort of thing. like they were good friends type of thing. i am not sure if they do that before every time or if my presence influenced it. they never really said anything to me. but my dad was also right there, and my mother, and my two younger sisters. i was going to say thank you when we left but they were talking to each other about something. we were going to go back later but we never did. i wonder what their names are. i wish i could have figured out who they were type of thing.

so if you worked at the Westfield go-carts on August 1st (wait it's already August? crrappp.) from around 3pm to 6pm then contact me, alright? okkkayy.