My Weekend

My past weekend has been pretty wild but also boring as ever. It started on Friday, when my gym teacher McGriddle, or McGuirl, played the playlist for my friends and I after a week after requesting it. It was a playlist of all rock songs that we liked, and we had just wanted to listen to something other than the music we always listen to in gym. So when he played it, we were all happy and excited because we got to listen to something we had preferred. Now, my school is pretty diverse but it mostly has African-American students in it that all listen to the same music really, so when the rock music started, it was a BIG wake up call to everyone else in gym. Afterwards, when we were in the locker room, I had gotten into an argument with one of my oldest friends from way back, and it was a really stupid one at that. We had gotten into it when she made a comment saying that she'd rather "listen to nothing than listen to that." So I got a little mad because it was just one time that we were probably going to do that, and there's nothing wrong with rock music. I mean I know that we could've made it more diverse for everyone to enjoy, but when we listen to R&B, Rap and Hip-Hop, there's never any rock music, so I said that "not everyone listens to rap music all the time." And then she had gotten angry as well and we started to yell and argue with each other over music! It was really dumb and nothing really important to argue over, nor to strain our friendship over either. I mean, afterwards I knew that it was stupid, and I didn't regret it because I was still mad, but I knew that arguing over something stupid would put a strain on our friendship. So after school, after ignoring each other all day, I got fed up with it and I apologized to her and vice versa, and we made up. I was happy about that because I don't like arguing with my friends at all. Later that night, I went to my friend's house to chill with him and a bunch of my other friends. It was a pretty fun night and we all had a fun time.

The next morning I had to go to work and I felt so sick that morning. It was horrible. I had to go to work like that and I was glad that I only had to work for four hours because I didn't know if I'd be able to make it through the day. When I got home, I just lazed around and watched television with my little sister, and then watched Grease with my sisters before one of them had to go to work. I didn't really do anything interesting on Sunday, except for going to church, but my mom let me use the car, which was great. I had taken my sister to the library, and then we went to go visit my friend, Shayla, who lives in Voorhees, before she went to work and she told me some shocking news. She wants to join the army! I asked her why and she said it's because she's "too stupid for school and college." I said it's because she works too much and she agreed but she also says that if she doesn't work, she won't be able to take care of herself. Her situation is really sad because she lives with her parents, her mom and stepfather, but she has to take care of herself or else she'd starve. I feel bad for her all the time, and my mom has offered to take care of her, but she rejects it because she wouldn't have as much freedom as she has now. It's hard to accept love from someone when you haven't experienced it for a long time. And that's how she is, she wants to live with us but she pushes us away because she's not used to our lifestyle. I feel like I always have to take care of her because she's like a little sister to me, but also because she needs the attention or else she'd find it from someone else in a worse way.