So today I went and got chocolate chips so I could make cookies for my spanish class tomarrow. I get home and whip up the cookies in about 15 minutes. Then I'm going to put them on a pan and stick them in the oven when I suddenly get this call from my mom saying 'amber! ur piano group lesson isn't tomarrow at seven! it's today at seven thirty!' I looked at the clock...it was 7:20 and it takes 30 minutes to get to crystal lake. So I was like ahhh and I asked my dad if he'd just stick the cookies in the oven for me. I was like 'dont make them TOO big though, because I need enough for everyone' Then I left and went to my group lesson. i was 20 minutes late, but it wasn't entirely my fault. On the way back home, I stopped at a stop light. Sometimes when I'm stopped at a stop light, I will look over at the person stopped next to me. So I did and this guy is sitting in his car looking back at me. I glanced at him and looked away. A few seconds later I looked back over at him and he's still looking at me, so I was like oook...and looked away and started singing a little to the radio...then I look over at him again and the guy is STILL staring at me! (this was a long stop light)...then he started drumming his hands on his steering wheel, still watching me. I felt sort of violated :-P there was no one on the other side of my car or anything either. SO after about the fifth time looking over and seeing him STILL looking at me...I smiled and waved...lol. The guy raised his hand slowly and waved back. Just then the light turned green, so I stuck my tongue out at him, and stepped on the gas...haha...I am such a dork.
He was probably staring at my massive zit or something. Either that or my ravishingly good looks.
at any rate, I got home and the cookies my dad made are INCREDIBLY SMALL! I was like...why are these so tiny? and he goes 'u said not to make them too big.' But they were so tiny taht they weren't gooey enough for me *tear* But I coudln't really complain since he finished my cookies out of the goodness of his heart...
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