Today, or I guess, yesterday was Easter :)
So today was Easter. I rolled out of bed this morning, and yet again,
my father wasn't home. I was angry, but I got up and got ready for
church anyway with hopes that he would be home before it was time to
leave. He was, and we ventured to church. It was two hours long, which
is a lot longer than I have ever experienced. After church, I came home
and Chris was already at my house. I changed and we ventrured to my
Grandma's house.
At my Grandma's house, nothing really fun happened except at the dinner table. We were talking about scary movies, and my aunt tries to say "Dark Shadows," and she choked on an ice cub, and she definitely said, "dark shit" really loud. Now, probably atmost people's houses that wouldn't have been awkward, but considering the fact that my grandma has more than one bible in every room and in infinite number of inspirational books, it was really awkward. After that, we ventured to Chris' house for another dinner.
Well, on the way to Chris', we got in n "disagreement" about school, teachers, and education. Yes, I know we're losers, you don't have to point it out. We became really fired up, and the arguement persisted the entire way. He got really angry, and I just became frustrated. Finally, we just agreed to disagree. We played with the dog, and then we ate dinner. It was quite good. Mrs. B gave me an easter basket! I was so excited because my father didn't give me an easter basket or money or anything. She is such a sweetheart. She bought my the Hercules DVD, a dry erase board for college, candles, a bunny beanie baby, pens, and candy. I think that was more than I ever got from my parents. She is better to me than she should be. Then her friend Jerry came over, and she bought me another candle! I have never even met her, but she knew I liked candles! I was in shock and still kind of confused. It was really nice of her, though. I feel so loved over there it is rediculous. Chris and I watched Finding Neverland, and then we went downstairs. He found the story, A Cascade to a Kiss, and I just about died. Then he found another long story, and he thought it was about me from a LONG time ago. So I brought it home and I read it, and yeah, it definitely was not about me. It was about PJ and Chris with stupid little cover-up names, and they loved each other 'til the end of time. So I text Chris about it, and he calls me. He apologizes for the whole thing and reassures me that he loves me and all that junk. I don't know why I am so immature when it comes to that kind of stuff, but I can't help it. I was so beat that I just went to bed.
Now, I have tons of government, and no motivation whatsoever. Yes, I am a procrastinator!!!
At my Grandma's house, nothing really fun happened except at the dinner table. We were talking about scary movies, and my aunt tries to say "Dark Shadows," and she choked on an ice cub, and she definitely said, "dark shit" really loud. Now, probably atmost people's houses that wouldn't have been awkward, but considering the fact that my grandma has more than one bible in every room and in infinite number of inspirational books, it was really awkward. After that, we ventured to Chris' house for another dinner.
Well, on the way to Chris', we got in n "disagreement" about school, teachers, and education. Yes, I know we're losers, you don't have to point it out. We became really fired up, and the arguement persisted the entire way. He got really angry, and I just became frustrated. Finally, we just agreed to disagree. We played with the dog, and then we ate dinner. It was quite good. Mrs. B gave me an easter basket! I was so excited because my father didn't give me an easter basket or money or anything. She is such a sweetheart. She bought my the Hercules DVD, a dry erase board for college, candles, a bunny beanie baby, pens, and candy. I think that was more than I ever got from my parents. She is better to me than she should be. Then her friend Jerry came over, and she bought me another candle! I have never even met her, but she knew I liked candles! I was in shock and still kind of confused. It was really nice of her, though. I feel so loved over there it is rediculous. Chris and I watched Finding Neverland, and then we went downstairs. He found the story, A Cascade to a Kiss, and I just about died. Then he found another long story, and he thought it was about me from a LONG time ago. So I brought it home and I read it, and yeah, it definitely was not about me. It was about PJ and Chris with stupid little cover-up names, and they loved each other 'til the end of time. So I text Chris about it, and he calls me. He apologizes for the whole thing and reassures me that he loves me and all that junk. I don't know why I am so immature when it comes to that kind of stuff, but I can't help it. I was so beat that I just went to bed.
Now, I have tons of government, and no motivation whatsoever. Yes, I am a procrastinator!!!