Spring Break and Other Semi-Related Things

I often dream about having a lot of followers, but maybe it's a good thing I don't. I gained one and suddenly I have no idea what to write (okay, that's no surprise) out of shyness (that's the surprise).

So hi. It's raining, it's spring break, and Easter is in a week. How are you? :D

The thing about breaks from school is that they never feel like a break until it's Tuesday. I spend the entire weekend like a would a regular weekend since my family never goes anywhere for our week-long breaks, and I can't wrap my head around the fact that it's break. Come Monday I'm still not convinced because we have Monday's off often enough. It sinks in around Tuesday. So right now, it still feels like a regular weekend.

I'm not looking forward to this break as much as I did the last one. I have a homework assignment for English due the day back, a huge project due for English May 2nd, and a large project for English due May 23rd. Plus I'm re-addicted to Sims and we're having guests for Easter.

In situations like this, I often say "stress monkeys." I don't know why. I just do. Fear the stress monkeys.

-awkward silence-

Well, then. Sims? :D

Tessa gave birth to a wholly hideous son. Seriously. His nose legitimately looks like a pig nose. I'm hoping it'll stay the same as he grows so it'll look mildly in proportion, but until then he's disgusting. I got Tessa knocked up again in hopes of a more attractive child as well as just because I wanted to. Things were looking bright for adorable Charleigh Larkofski. Until she became a toddler.

Same. Freaking. Pig. Nose.

This is the last time I'm spending so much time tweaking facial features for a Sim. It clearly has had a very negative affect. I'm not sure which Sim I'm going to marry now that they are both so ugly. In the end, one will get married and have two kids and blah blah blah while the other lives out a lonely life caring for the kids when needed and raking in a steady income. Like a boss.

I expanded the house a lot more, and the family's cash is dwindling. It's at around 4,000 at the moment, I believe. Aspiration meters are dangerously low and tempers are quick to snap. Jonathan works Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday from 11 pm to 4 am, which was a wonderful parenting arrangement until I discovered the terrible affects on his life. I'm going to need to get him promoted, which is a pain because not only will I probably have to hire a maid while the children are still children, but the Slacker careers require your Sims to have tons of friends.

And I hate making them have friends. There's no time. D:

Not, of course, implying that I'm socially awkward or anything.

Heh.