Let me start by saying that no matter what my blog may say, I definitely posted "The Procrastination Sensation That's Sweeping The Nation" yesterday, which was Sunday, April 24th. I'm 100% sure. I think. it has to just be a glitch. I'm still saying I've completed BETA whatever Blogger throws at me.
Easter was absolutely fantastic. Sure, my house was full to bursting with 18 people and everyone devoured the key-lime cheesecake, which is my favorite homemade cake in the world. Actually, it's my favorite cake in the world period. And it was all gone in about five minutes. D;
Either way, the day was full of eating, chatter, and laughter which is a good day in my book for sure. The only sad part was trying to sleep while my family had fun downstairs. My cousins have this week off for break, but I had school today. Totally a bummer. Plus, two of my cousins were sleeping in my room, which meant that instead of letting my alarm clock run, I had to sit bolt upright and slam it off so they wouldn't wake up. Which meant that I had to get out of bed.
Despite being a zombie through my first few classes, the thought of all the delicious candy awaiting me at my house kept me going. My cousins brought me a very generous amount of Polish chocolate, one of the families that came gave me a bag of Lindor truffles, and my mom gave me a basket heaped with candies and jelly beans. I'm in heaven.
Not much else to report.
I lied, I have a few quick stories.
First, the terrifying moment in Easter Sunday mass. We had to call 911 for an old woman. No one in my family is totally sure what happened. My mom thinks she just passed out, though my cousins and I were thinking heart attack or stroke. Luckily, both a doctor and a nurse were among the congregation, and the woman was doing okay when the ambulance came. Still, it was frightening. That moment is going to haunt me for a long time...
Next, Yearbook. The woman who runs the Yearbook Club hasn't announced the meetings for a couple months now. But apparently she wanted us to come and just didn't announce it. The yearbook is due at the end of the week, and the three girls in the club (Me, my friends Molly and Amanda) basically have to finish it ourselves. I can't go tomorrow, and I probably can't go Wednesday or Friday either. So we're screwed. On the bright side, I'm pretty sure I won Best Sense of Style. /shot They're announcing winners at the end of the week/Monday.
Lastly: Guys, I think I found my calling: navigating a shopping cart through a packed grocery store. Oh yes.
Back to math homework now. :/
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