They Have Nothing Better to Do

Those of you who know me well know I am a judger. Shocking, I know. And it is not always judging as much as I just really enjoy watching people. Okay, sometimes it is just judging. Rock Hill never lacks in people to watch. One incident I did not mention in yesterdays post involved standing in line at Taco Bell. This particular Taco Bell is in the middle of the Manchester area of town, which is where all the newer shops, movie theater, etc. are, and is also where all then crazy little teens hang out. And by hang out, I mean run a muck in the parking lot.

So while in line at Taco Bell, we saw a group of teens walk in the door. These cute little hopeless emo-ish kids in their black eyeliner, rubber bracelets, and band tees. Now, I will not judge that (see previous post about my hair color...I have no room.) However, I will immediately begin to judge you when you turn around and have holes cut not only all down the legs of your jeans, but also in the ass of your jeans. This of course is not even a good look on a cute girl, but this was not even a cute girl. Seriously, I was embarrassed for her. Sad.

On a brighter note, I was able to spend time with some really good friends last night hanging out and watching some stand up comedy. Today I spent some quality time with my mom running errands. Then went to my grandparents for an impromptu cookout. It was great to see my dad and the rest of that side of my family. I also was able to see my stepbrother's son for the first time since he was born. He is seven weeks old, and of course cute as can be. As my family has always said, "We don't do ugly." (Hey, don't judge. It's true. Ha.)

Now I am off to Charlotte to spend time with my twin and my sister. Should be lots of fun, and I am sure much more judging to come.