I am starting to really hate surprises. I use to think I liked them...but not in March, apparently.
So, I have spent my whole weekend, not studying like I should, but running around trying to plan a wedding for my seemingly very ungrateful, moody, hormonal sister. It will be next Sunday at 6pm. Why so soon? Because I'm going to be an aunt in about 7.5 months. Whee. I am so stressed out right now from dealing with her all day...getting kicked out of the house right after dinner...and still trying to make plans for the music and all...and not being able to. Jesus Christ....this is ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. It's funny how much I loved my life just a month ago...and how much I hate everything right now. I guess at least Sanchez is right about one thing: it's good for weight loss.
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