May 09, 2004 17:00
I never know what to write when I do get a new journal [excluding the time when I had full ownership of Raztic, which I do not have anymore]. This weekend has been half of a complete hell, as many of you know already know. Here's what happened [the only part I'll write about]:
Saturday: Okay, I woke up at 7:00AM. Right when I woke up, I cooked. Not because I wanted to, it was because I had to if I knew that I wanted to hang out during the day. So, I cooked for about four-five hours straight. Honestly, I usually love the kitchen, but not if I am forced to cook. During this time, I was recieving invitations to hang out and between 7:00-11:30AM I literally denied more than five invitations. I know that I had to keep the plan that I had been waiting to have since last Sunday. Even though I already told my dad that I definately could not work today, I was greatly required to work, but I fought with my dad until he finally just went along with me. I even cleaned most of the house so it could be decent for when Tess came over and because it would also help me get my dad's decision of having me not go to work. I did my laundry, cleaned, showered, and denied more invitations between 12:00-3:00PM. I also called Tess about five times to make sure that she was coming over to watch a movie with me, even though I already assumed that she would be stopping by since she left me a message saying "3 O'clock," which was our planned time to meet. I sat around watching Big Fish and answering phone calls which I had to keep denying. The movie ended and I still told people that I didn't want to hang out even though I somewhat doubted that Tess would ever come. I spent the rest of my night talking on the phone. I can't believe that people still wanted to talk to me even when I said 'no' to them. And by the way, I want to say thanks to Eddie and Alex for being there for me. I wasn't even in the mood to go anywhere, and even when I was dressed up and ready to go to the Middle School drama production that I promised to go to, I went no where. I feel bad for not going, but you have to understand that I wasn't emotionally prepared to see anyone. I spent the rest of the night thinking about all the things I did wrong and I fell asleep on the bench that was on the patio at the back of my house. I would have been there all night if my dad hadn't seen me when he was taking the dog out for a walk.