feel the wind on your shoulder

yesterday my mom asked me to see if the mail had gotten there yet. it was about four o'clock or later, and i had woken up an hour or so earlier, so i was still kind of sleepy. i walked out in my basketball shorts and oversized t-shirt, and i felt a few drops of rain fall on my head. when i reached the mail box, the rain had started to get faster. seeing that the mail box was empty, i turned around and the rain was picking up speed. because i love the rain and was delighted that it was finally happening, i just stood on the sidewalk. man did it start pouring buckets down on me. i watched as the sidewalk went from completely dry to having some spots while some disappeared into the heat of the concrete. then, the spots overpowered the dry, and suddenly, only a few little splotches of dry sidewalk was left. and then, the whole ground was swallowed in rainwater. i looked up and just kind of sat there in the rain, watching the people run to their cars. i looked down and realized that my shirt was soaking wet and cold water droplets were trickling down my neck and under my shirt to my stomach. my hair wasn't damp it was completely wet. i felt like i should grab some shampoo and conditioner and take a shower outside. then i looked down and saw that my hands were purple and i realized my body was running out of energy, which was dangerous seeing as i had to tell my mom that there was no mail. so regretfully i trudged inside.
after the rain i hung around the house, talked to glenn, ate pizza, and then went to go see raise your voice with annie, caroline, and courtney. after a few minor problems i arrived at glennlakes8 just in time (and if by just in time i mean 20 minutes late, then yes, i was there just in time). the movie was ok. it was the jokes that were worth the trip over. i got home at about ten seventeen, my family denied letting me go to braums, and i went upstairs as a revolt and didn't come down again. and then, i talked online until three AM. at which point i collapsed in my insanely comfortable bed.
this morning at nine forty my dad came in and said i had to get up cause he and my mom were leaving and i needed to watch the kids. i wanted to sleep until three again, but unfortunately that was not the case. he left and didn't even wait for me to get up. bad idea. i totally fell asleep right after he left. i had a weird dream. i won't say all of it. but i will say that i was in my blue knitted sweater with the hood up and i was clutching the sleeves in my fists, and sitting at the breakfast table staring at the rain. in front of me i was eating ramen noodles out of a glass. no spoon or anything. i just remember watching the rain. but, i won't say the other parts of the dream. partly because i don't fully remember them, and partly because...

so now i'm here. i just watched a nightmare before christmas, which was just as cute as always. i can't leave the house cause the kids would be left alone, but my mom said i have like an hour to do what i want when she gets home. i don't know what i'd do. it's not like i can just take a train somewhere and observe life. people get in their cars, drive somewhere, buy something, and go home. i don't find fascinating life forms here. unless you can't the annoying teenagers that go to willowbend, but i'd rather not observe them. maybe today i'll go to the grocery store and buy some chocolate ben and jerry's with brownie bits and watch the emperors new groove. or something. i wish i knew where amelie has disappeared...
yes well. that's all for now. you can call my cell phone you know. that'd be super. i'm dying. there is no one to talk to dang it.