Chocolate and Other Things of Lesser Importance

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. :/

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.

Shameless Boasting

Hey, Blog.

I'm supposed to be writing a rough draft for a creative writing assignment for English, but I've been procrastinating for two hours straight and I don't intend to stop now. Apparently.

I realized today I'm going to be having a pretty exciting next few days, so I figured I'd brag about here. There's nobody watching to see me be bitchy, anyway.

Tomorrow is (brace yourselves) the day we vote on superlatives for the yearbook. Having tallied all the nominations as one of the three people in Yearbook Club, I know I have a shot of being put into the voting for Best Sense of Style. Okay, okay, I said it. Now I can stop being conceited and move on.

Friday I'm going home with my friend and hanging out around her place. Then later I'm going to my school's Ice Cream Social. It's a chorus performance plus solos, duets, skits, and ice cream. One of my closest friends (as well as many other friends) has a solo, which is why I'm so pumped to go. Plus an ice cream sundae. 0D

Next week is Spirit Week. I love Spirit Week. A lot. Especially because they put Pajama Day in this year, which means I'll be stealing my brother's old footy pajamas and wearing them. They have spaceships on them along with glow in the dark stars.

And then the following week is Spring Break! I don't have any exciting plans, but I'm still pumped. I'm a little bummed that I have to go to church a million times as it is Holy Week, but that also brings me to my next point.

Easter! I didn't give up anything for Lent this year, but my mom has been very lenient about sweets, so I'm excited to dive into cakes and gain a good ten pounds. Okay, maybe not that last part. But I am going to eat a lot.

And then there's less than two months left of 8th grade, and the epitome of my school career will be over. I'll be able to enjoy a summer vacation full of studying French to skip a year and adventures in Europe (hopefully).

Now that I've sufficiently exerted my "Holier Than Thou" attitude to empty space, I'm going to get to work on that writing assignment.

Until tomorrow~