...busy?

Okay, I think I’ve technically been busy all weekend because I had a lot to do, but since I didn’t do like 90% of the s *&$ I had to accomplish, does that count as being busy? I had all these plans for Saturday where I would go to the movies for a while with my cousin but then I would come home and finish my homework... well my plan changed a bit. I ended up going seeing the movie (as planned) but then we went shopping, and went to Costco, and went to my grandparents house... so instead of getting home at like 2-ish like I thought I would, I got home at eight. Needless to say, the whole day had just passed me by. But I would be lying if I said I didn’t have a blast. I went and saw the Jonas Brothers movie and it was AMAZING! My favorite part was when Joe took off his shirt *drool*. I’m not embarrassed to say that a new addition to my top 20 favorite movies ever is the Jonas Brothers 3-D concert experience. Oh but before we went to the movies we went to Panda Express, which always delightful. But after the movies we went to Ulta and my aunt bought me two new bottles of a much better foundation because my old one made me look slightly orange. Then we went to Best Buy and looked at some games for my cousins DS. She ended up buying Brain teaser 2 (or something along those lines). So we played it while we were in the car. That game made me feel so ridiculously dumb. Then we went and got some Costco pizza which I full heartedly believe is the world’s greatest pizza ever, and went to my grandma’s house and ate pizza and talked about how effed up the world is. We were talking about priests who are getting sued, churches that are closing and all this corruption that is going on inside the church that I have been going to all my life. I played around on the computer in my oldest cousin’s room and played bloons and some weird game about some sniper girl and the last level wouldn’t work. I finally went home and my mom was super mad because the agreement was that I would only be gone for a while... not the whole day. So when I got home, I stated working on memorizing my speech that I’m going to be presenting to class on Monday, which- OH SHIT- is tomorrow... I’m so not prepared. Well, actually I am prepared but that because I’ve been reading the speech out loud to my reflection in the mirror, not an actual class. Oh God, I’m gonna get so nervous that I’m going to be sick. If I never post again, it’s going to be because I was so nervous that I puked in front of my class and killed myself out of the sheer embarrassment... I’ll just try not to think of my impending disgrace.

So today we went to celebrate my mom’s birthday (which isn’t actually until next Wednesday) by going to breakfast at this Pancake place. It was not a fun experience. First off, my dad woke me up at eight, EIGHT!!! And made me get ready and then when we got to the restaurant, it was ridiculously packed so we had to wait outside for an hour and it was really cold. After what seemed like forever we finally got into the restaurant and I ordered some nice blueberry pancakes and a side of bacon. My parents were both raving about the bacon. So after another long wait I finally got my food and it wasn’t even that good. I would definitely have preferred getting Denny’s or IHOP. The bacon was ok, but it wasn’t nearly as good as my parents had hyped it. So after stuffing myself with food, we took my sister to her friends house and went home. My parents went off and did something so I was alone pacing my familyroom reciting the same stupid speech over and over again while the Panic at the Disco concert DVD/CD played in the background. After reciting the speech about twenty times I needed to give my vocal chords a rest so I decided to just sit down and chill to two songs on the Fall Out Boy CD... I woke up three hours later. I hate how easily I fall asleep. I then had some help from my mom in presenting my speech and I edited the essay that coincides with the assignment.

Hmmm maybe I should write about what happened after what happened after I posted my last entry. I had gone to my room and suddenly I had an anxiety/depression attack and I was just inconsolable. It was horrible. I feel terrible for just venting onto my friend Sarah who is facing her own issues. I just felt like everything was so overwhelming, but after finally collapsing, I woke up the next day and felt much better.

I’ve decided that I hate weekends, I would rather be at school then have to be bored in my house and not be able to see my friends of TBIL. (haha you thought I would go a whole blog without talking about him? Pfft no.)

I’m out of things to talk about because I’m boring...

-Bye