I woke up, like most regular teenagers, after sleeping in and decided to be lazy, choosing a bowl of cereal for my breakfast. Boring? I'd say so. Having the ability to endure in simple little "short-cuts" is a mental goal of mine this summer, seeing as I always plan everything out, making to-do lists and spending too many good minutes on preparing my "health freak" meals. The cereal was nice, it was actually the best two minutes of preparation wasted out of my morning.
With my breaky in hand, I headed back to bed to sit down and enjoy some good time with a book. It was the Twits. Hear me now, I love overly-ridiculous humor and this was the best choice on a grey morning that it was. Roald Dahl has yet to be beat for my attention. After finishing the book in twenty minutes time, I pull out the new Archie, which will also likely be read before the day ends. Oh how I love Betty, her well-roundness and great personality... reminds me of myself sometimes. I can always rely on the good ol' Archie comics to put me in a good mood.
After some cleaning for my absent mommy, going on a joyous hike alone, and eating a gloriously stacked salad for lunch, I head out of the house and onward to my friend Kaat's (we pronounce that "cats", like the soft person that she is). At Kaat's we do some theater discussion and eat some of her scrumptious raw cake. MMmm, it tastes too good to be healthy! I depart from my loving friends house late in the afternoon and go home to some BBQ dinner, again being in that lazy mood that today has brought.
Now we are off to my sister's soccer try-outs and my "daddy-daughter driving lessons".
Parking is not my niche. This was discovered after I scraped the curb for the first time and felt the tingle, or tangle rather, in my gut when I saw my dad's face after this minor issue. I must admit I am not a natural driver. I am naturally a back-seat sight-seer, who gets distracted easily by helicopters, bikers, deer, architecture, you name it! I just don't have the hard focus needed to stay fully alert. But I've never crashed or come close to hitting anyone or anything, I just don't enjoy driving like I don't enjoy math. I love it when it is going smoothly, but once you find something you can't master easily, you get upset. BUT, even though I don't enjoy driving I still love to be behind the wheel, with the window wide open, riding the curves like a child on a roller coaster...
After this little outing we got home and I practiced some beginner piano. I find it necessary to be able to play the most triumphant instrument in the world, built to give off every emotion in the simplest of effort and still sound beautiful. I am jealous of the child wonders who play piano at age five like a professional pianist for a ballet, but at least I am not waiting to take it up too late in life. My skill has not changed since I was eight, but I guess there is always something to work on then.
Today was a jumble of events and happily enjoyed by me.
Ash
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