Part 3, who knew this would come? Most movies nowadays are trilogies, because they think that’s the most effective form of storytelling. However, having three standalone movies defeats the purpose. Exposition, rising action, climax, falling action, conclusion. It has to be a complete story, not just a bunch of stories that involve the same people. Unless you’re lucky enough to form some kind of franchise around it and just spit out sequels from your favorite cash cow. Am I the only one who wants to say Bowser’s Mansion instead of Bower’s? Maybe Mario just isn’t as common as I thought it was. Luckily getting a good Atlanta Hood Cleaning is easier than you thought.
So we left the pool around 2:30 PM I think, and went back to Steph’s house. I was originally planning on going back to mine, but then I remembered that my dad was in Sacramento and I honestly had no idea what to do for the rest of the day. Without my friends, my life is just netflix and video games, and usually at the same time. I’m good at multitasking. Steph lives in Sun Valley, so it was on the opposite side of Reno from Bower’s Mansion. It only took a little while to drive over there though, like 20 or 30 minutes. Once we got back Steph’s mom wanted to play Monopoly in the living room with Kaity and her step-dad Arthur.
Steph just left her room to go change and I laid on her bed and played her keyboard and looked at the pictures on her wall. She printed out some pictures of me and her other best friend Mckayla, but all the ones of me seem like seductive or flirty so I always get embarrassed when I see them. She also has this abstract picture that I drew in my Spanish class when we were studying all these abstract artists. It’s pretty tough to describe in details because I divided the page into sections and then drew a single shape and somehow gave it an identity of its own. Try picturing that in your head