conversations with Annabelle

So Annabelle and I have the best conversations ever. Here are some examples:

Yesterday:

(23:29:47) Jen: I'm listening to a Mahler symphony on ruckus
(23:29:54) Jen: and I like how it says its expliit
(23:30:28) Annabelle: HAHAHAHAHAHA
(23:35:00) Annabelle: that makes no sense
(23:36:06) Annabelle: you should write to them
(23:37:08) Jen: dear ruckus, why is mahler explicit? what do you have against mahler? don't lie to people, love, jen
(23:39:04) Jen: maybe its the choral parts
(23:39:10) Jen: I don't know what they're saying
(23:39:39) Jen: they could be saying fuck you in another language! saying that in the most prettiest, calm melodic lines ever
(23:39:40) Jen: :P
(23:40:58) Annabelle: HAAHAHA
(23:41:06) Annabelle: so badass
(23:41:11) Annabelle: i want to do that
(23:42:26) Annabelle: write ruckus anyway
(23:42:54) Jen: find me the adress
(23:48:01) Annabelle: 104 Mahlersucks Street, Beethoven City, OH 38647
(23:48:01) Annabelle: WHAT THAT EXPLAINS IT
(23:48:01) Annabelle: MAHLER HATERS
(23:48:18) Jen: hahaha, but I like both?
(23:48:26) Annabelle: oops i menat Bach City

Today:

(00:27:47) Jen: when guys get haircuts, they look like dinosaurs right?
(00:27:52) Jen: well not all of them, but a lot of them
(00:28:47) Annabelle: HAHAHAHAHA
(00:29:01) Jen: please tell me I'm not the only person that thinks that
(00:29:13) Annabelle: ummm
(00:29:20) Annabelle: well nwo that you say kt
(00:31:00) Jen: especially because when girls get haircuts its "oh your hair is nice" but when guys get them its "you got a haircut"
(00:32:02) Annabelle: HAHAHAH
(00:32:07) Annabelle: omg this is great
(00:32:16) Jen: right?
(00:32:19) Jen: or am I just weird
(00:32:40) Annabelle: no it hink youre right

home

I'm home now... and it's just nothing special anymore. The plan was to suprise my parents by coming home a few days early (because some of my classes didn't have finals but non-cumulative exams during the last week of school). Woke up at 430AM for my 630 flight. Boring sleepy flights, until I thought, ahhhh! I'm going to see Charlie in half an hour. And of course that thought is just too crazy, like since when do I see him ever? He picked me up, (because of course my parents couldn't since it's their suprise) and then we had a pleasant afternoon at Zilker. I learned that I should be a percussionist and play xylophone. I wasn't sure when I should get home, because I didn't know mom's work schedule or which days she goes to the gym. I didn't want to be home incase it would freak her out and have her think that I'm not me but was someone else robbing the house. So we waited until about 4 to go home, and we were so awesome with our secret spy sense, that we got there about 5 minutes after she got home. And my neighbor kids (can't remember how old they are, 8ish?) were playing basketball or whatever outside, and they ran up and gave me hugs. Cute! (especially because I'm way taller than they and I'm never taller than anyone) So I ring the doorbell, and after a few times, I think, oh shoot, where is she?! And then she starts walking to the door, and was totally suprised. And then she did the whole Asian mom thing of offering her whole pantry to Charlie and me.

But being home isn't that great, parents aren't that great together. I'm already looking forward to go to Galveston. I could avoid them by nonstop studying for GREs when I'm here, I guess. At least tomorrow I'm making bagels :)