Screwy Sunday

Ah, Sunday. A day commonly used to bond with the family and spend quality time together.

Not really.

Sundays in my house can go from the best thing ever to plain shithole sucky. Today was one of the latter kind, but I won't go into detail because it will take FOR EVER. Seriously. I had to modify this post and make a two-page story into a few lines.

So, long story short, I got angry because I lost something and everything went to hell. My mom got angry and wanted to throw me out of the house (for real), but here I am. Though there is no guarantee that I will remain here...Perhaps she'll send me off to granny's house, where there is no food (except whole-wheat cookies, sugar-free juice, a peach or two and milk) and no internet (nooo!!).

After that, I went to the fair with my best friend, her boyfriend and her niece (although I only had $16 to spend, boo hoo).

It was packed like an air-tight sealed coffee package (I call them coffee bricks). It always is...It is, after all, the consumerist fair where you can buy any kind of cheap crap and one of the only places (or the only?) in the city with "safe" rides (aside from school carnivals, although they only last a day or two, whereas this lasts a whole week).

I remember once my grandpa took me and bought me a really pretty necklace. Like most people, we were there namely for the rides, but it began to rain and we had to go into one of the shops for cover, and because it was so cold he had to buy me an ugly red sweater to keep me warm. My grandpa was the best.

But this time it didn't rain, although it looked like it would. We managed to go to two rides (one of them had a REALLY long line, so we rode twice in a row), although my best friend only watched us from afar and took pictures because she's not fond of rides.

I finally got over my fear of the "Kamikaze", a ride with two pod-like structures that go up and around, so at the top you are upside-down. It was incredibly fun, and I think I left my friend's boyfriend deaf with my screams. It was so fun that I rode it twice, and even now I can recall the thrill and fear that I felt as I was left hanging upside down, staring at the huge crowd beneath me.

It really broke my heart how her niece was mean to her the second time we rode the pirate ship. My best friend didn't want to ride it, and her niece was throwing a tantrum because she wanted her auntie to go with her. The boyfriend and I went with her and tried to calm her down, but she pushed us away when we tried to hold her hand. As the ride started up, I tried to spot my friend down in the masses of people. At first, I couldn't see her because she wasn't waving back or taking pictures. When I finally saw her, I realized why neither her niece nor her boyfriend were as happy as they were when we rode the ship earlier in the afternoon.

Even from high up in the air I could see the tears in her freckled cheeks, and it made me want to jump out of the ship and hug her. I tried to smile back at her but felt like a hypocrite, so I just stared ahead at the darkening sky and the lights of the ride against it, appearing and disappearing as the ride went up, down, up, down.

We went past various stands of games such as fishing, which my friend's niece played and won 4 prizes. Afterwards, we spent like $5 on those machines where you can fish out plushies, but only managed to retrieve a large-headed baby mickey mouse, which the little girl kept. I was amazed at how much stuff she bought; she had that plushie, plus another two and the toys she won at fishing.

My friend and I were tired of walking around with her niece, so we went into the main building to look at stuff and her boyfriend took her niece to the rides again.

We had fun pointing out all of the cheap crap that we would never in our lives use, although I must admit I saw some things I would actually buy.

I almost had an orgasm when I saw a stand that sold video games and things of the sort. My friend, I think, was wincing inside, but I went in and asked the guy about games for Nintendo Wii, because my sister wants to buy some.

Now, I'm not a game expert, but I think my sister has probably the worst taste in video games. Firstly, I think she just bought the Wii because it got so much publicity and everyone was saying how cool it is because of the wireless remote and whatnot. But if you ask me, I say Wii is a synonym of crap. The only good thing about it is that you can move around and stuff, but I personally prefer the Nintendo Gamecube. I don't know about gaming, either, and I know Play Station is probably better, but I always wanted a Gamecube (although I was happy with my 64, I don't know why my mother had to give it away). Thankfully, the Wii takes Gamecube games, so as soon as I can, I am buying some remotes and more games.

But I didn't find anything interesting games in that stand (just Tony Hawk Underground; I always wanted a skating game), so we moved on, and further on, we came to another video game store, and they had used Gamecube games for sale. I found Soul Calibur, a game which I loved since I first played, for $10 and, even though I don't have any Gamecube controls yet, I bough it.
Hopefully, I'll get at least one remote tomorrow, and, someday, I'll get more games. I'm DYING to buy Naruto Clash of Ninja and a few others. (If anyone who knows about games reads this, could I get some recommendations?)

After buying my game (by this time my friend's boyfriend and niece had rejoined us) we wandered around some more until everyone got tired and we decided to leave. The last thing we purchased were some rings; I'd spent all of my remaining money on the game, but when I dug in my pockets I found out I had a dollar, so I bought a nice ring.

So even though the day started out crappy, it got better. Tomorrow I hope I can go buy a control and I'll practice so I can totally kick my boyfriend's ass at SC when he comes back from the beach!