  Today I went to the HCC (Hope Community Center) to video tape for Sam. Her grandma had a surprise 60th birthday party. It was kinda fun setting up. It was almost like a Thanksgiving dinner with her family. I really did enjoy being there (yes, even the kids were fun). We skated around for a while also, something I haven't done in years. It was all going great. But then something happened...I'm not really sure what. But it wasn't good. Suddenly there just became a strange sort of tensing aura around me and sam. Did we fight? I'm not really sure. My mom came to pick me up and as I walked through the door I had to use all my energy to keep from crying.
Why did I want to cry? Did I really want to cry? No, I don't think so... but i did. The moment I stepped into the van and we pulled out of the parking lot I cried... I hate crying =Lee current music: none currently eating/drinking: nothing current mood: sad (to put it bluntly) 
