Yet I'm still here...
Well, everything almost ran smoothely over the past couple of days... I'm still kinda mad about not getting to go to school last Thursday and really mad about that snow. It ruined all of my plans. wink
At any rate, I did absolutely nothing the past many days. I woke up as early as always on Thursday, went out shoveling (damn that snow was heavy), and then decided I'd just lounge the morning away. So at about 9-ish AM, I started a movie.. just me, my mug o' hot cocoa, and Mulan II.. God, that movie breaks my heart.. but it's so beautiful.
</cheesey teenager-ness>
I don't recall doing much Thursday night, though I think I can safely say that I spent my time on the computer...
Friday morning I slept in until 8 (yeah, I know it doesn't sound like much but it was an extra 3 hours compaired to the day before) and read manga until about 11 AMish. I believe that for the rest of the day, I just bummed around home, though, yet again, I forget what I did exactly..
I spent alot of time reading and writing. And none of it was spent on school wprl.. which means, if I don't get cracking, tomorrow'll be hell. I also did alot of driving because my dad was fixing this one family's network and they live about 40min. away from here.. on back roads. So yeah, I'm getting better, though, I serioulsy don't think that I'll ever back out onto a main road again.. xp On Friday evening Phil came home just as we got back from buying Easter candy.. So I went straight from diving with my dad, to hanging out with Phil.
Saturday sucked... everything went wrong... When we had gone to get candy, we were unable to find jellybeans, so daddy asked his girlfriend to bring some down to us.. and she invited herself to color eggs with us as well... which was hell. God she bothers me. I always try to convince myself that she isn't that bad but then I see her again realize that I've been lying to myself. But what can I do.
After we scared her away, I went upstairs to wait until the kids fell asleep so I could get the Easter baskets filled.. and Caitlin didn't fall asleep until about 10:30... now, normally, I can function until about midnight-ish, but I had spent the day driving around with my dad and Phil to the point that I actually started getting car sick, cleaning the house for Easter and getting things around to put in the baskets, and, of course, dealing with my dad's girlfriend by going out for a long, long run just so I wouldn't have to be near her. So I was exhausted, and still had to fill the freakin baskets. It took me about an hour to ornately arrange the baskets and then I headed up to bed... but just as I got comfortable, I remebered that I had forgotten to add the movie to the traditional Easter basket table of goodies... Now, to other people this wouldn't mean anything.. I mean, they'd say just screw it. But my family has freaking traditions for everything and I had left the movie on the floor in the tv room which would blow everything out of order. So I just laid there in bed, debating whether to get up or just forget it and magically find it Easter morning for the kids. When I finally decided to get out of bed, it was midnight-thirty... and I fell down my freakin stairs...
Nobody woke up, and no one heard me, but God did I hurt. I did, however, accomplish my mission, and the movie was in its proper place on the table. That night I must have fallen asleep at one-thirty to two-ish and I was dead tired.
Heh heh.. how naive I was to think that the kids would let me sleep in... Kev marched himself into my room at 5-freakin-AM and turned on my light. My two youngest siblings were the most excited I have seen them sinse Christmas. *sobs* It was terrible. My youngest brother had given up chocolate for Lent and really wanted to dig right into his basket, but thought that I'd like to see it first... so he was very eager to get me out of bed. My older brother and I could only hold up to about an hour's worth of Caitlin and Kevin's torture before being dragged downstairs to celebrate Easter at 6 in the morning. Daniel was already up and had just layed around downstairs instead of fighting the little kids as Phil and I had.
Because of the total lack of a decent sleep, I slept throught Easter mass... which was okay, I guess. Last Easter I was sick as a dog and didn't even make it. This year, atleast I wasn't dying. Rachel and Phil did the the singing and Cinnamon played the piano, so whenever there was music, I just kinda drifted off to sleep. It was a chore just keeping my eyes open.
We had Easter dinner at my grandparents house and daddy complained about me not letting him take his girlfriend but it was nice to just be around family for once, with out her interjecting. When we got home, Phil packed his things and left. Then Daniel and I went for running. Oh god, he almost killed me... When I got back daddy went berserk on me.. he kicked me off the computer to find his freakin papers.
I found them, but that's not my job... why can't I just be a normal teenager who's allowed to do normal things? The only time he ever leaves me alone is when I'm on the computer... and even then, he still kicks me off to do his dirty work.
*sigh* But then again, what is a normal teenager? Maybe one that doesn't have to worry about finding insurance and tax papers and paying bills. Or maybe they don't cook and clean for their whole family. Do normal teenagers like their parents? Oh I don't know.. I just give up. xp
Stupid rainy day...
I'm glad today's a vacation day because I feel crappy.. I haven't been able to eat much because my stomache is upset and my head aches way to much to go out running. I spent my morning sleeping until about 9ish and then came down and started watching cheesey romance movies...
Combine romance movies and stupid rainy weather and it's enough to get anyone sick I guess. Reguardless of how I feel later tonight, I am most defiantely going running... my fat a** can't afford not to. Maybe it'll clear my head.
Hmm, so I guess my plans for the rest of the day include: Practicing, homework, getting stuff together for school tomorrow, reading for IRC, and running...
God.. its just one of those days... I hate the rain.
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