Harriet went away for the weekend, said a cousin or something was graduating college, so she had to go. It wasn't the same without her around. Sometimes I'm jealous that Harriet has this big close-knit family, with her mom and grandmother and cousins and such. Both sets of my grandparents are already dead.
So, I was stuck today with watching cheerleading tryouts. There are 10 girls trying out for 2 open spots on the squad, so you can imagine there's a lot of competition. Alison and I just shook our heads and shrugged.
Two of them I recognized as 5th graders, the brunette gal and another girl in yellow, said she was Victoria something. She's got the blackest hair I've ever seen, and I can't pronounce her last name.
Remember I said the new cheerleading uniforms are hideous? Here they are:
On the subject of Parkington, I haven't found the guts to tell any of my friends about it, and it's a situation I really don't want to deal with. My parents do, however, know about it. They arranged it so my interview is Saturday, so I'm leaving town Friday evening and Vee and I are going to stay in a hotel Friday night. I did, however, tell my cousin Nicki about it, and she totally says I should botch the interview. Problem is, I can't see myself purposely messing up anything, especially after I've worked so hard to get this interview in the first place.
Speaking of Nicki, she is managing to throw ANOTHER wrench into my summer plans. She is coming down, starting when school lets out at the end of the year. And it's not just Nicki. She's bringing her brother Adam, who'll be starting 5th grade next year. I've told her that I'm gonna be with the traveling doll program most of the summer and she won't get to see very much of me, but she insists on coming down. Deep down I don't think she believes I actually signed up for the program. I hate when she does these things. She's my cousin and all, but a lot of the time she gets on my nerves. I hate to say it, but I wish she'd stay in Colorado. Oh well, you can't pick your family.