It's been too long.

I realize I haven't blogged in forever and it sucks because I love documenting my life in all forms - both suckiness and awesomeness.

I have a lot of things to talk about though.

It's my dad's birthday today and I won't be able to spend much time with him because of Dustbowl practice and Confirmation. I really wanted to do Dustbowl this year too considering I probably won't have the chance to do this ever, but I think I'm making the right decision by going on retreat. To compensate for not going to the game I'm attending all the practices I can. The thing that bugs me the most is Michael. I really saw Michael as someone who had my back. But quitting on me as my co-leader and not even bothering to ask what's been going in my life. Not something best friends should be pulling.

Things at home are turning into shit. I haven't spoken to my sister in almost a month because of a stupid text fight. She said some pretty terrible stuff which is why I refuse to apologize to her. If anything, I'm fine reconciling that I'm over it, which I am in a sense. I'm not the type to hold grudges. If I don't care about something that happened a month ago, then I'm over it and we can be cool. Unfortunately, that doesn't apply to my sister. I really wish she didn't have such a huge ego. Maybe then I could have talked to her about all this shit that I've been thinking about.

I don't know if it's because I've been so busy lately or what not, but I'm always so damn moody when I come home. I rarely come home early anymore because of Dustbowl practice and all the other added responsibilities I have. They just keep coming and coming. But when I come home I'm just greeted with some ugly slap in the face, metaphorically speaking of course. When I'm at home I feel useless and unwanted, but when I'm out doing things, my parents make me feel like I need to be home rotting away. I hate all this family bonding crap they put on me about not spending enough time at home as if even when I am at home we actually do family things. Yeah, TFC definitely equals quality family time. I mean in a sense hell yeah, but not every effing day man.


Today, prom committee went to the Grove of Anaheim to go over everything and I got so excited. How I imagine prom is just absolutely amazing. I need a date still though. /: Anyway, the lady from the event group was so dope and we talked about internships and I really think I might be interested in doing it. She gets free tickets to concerts and there are a lot more benefits to her job. Not to mention I think I'd have a ton of fun doing it. She majored in business and marketing. But damn she told me to e-mail her at the end of this year about the internship. Hopefully it would'nt interfere with any road trips or other "last summer" plans. ):



I'm seriously tipping out due to my lack of acceptance letters aside from Fullerton and I don't think I want to go there. Maybe it's because I applied undeclared to all of my schools, but omfg the suspense it killing me.

Last thing. At the rate I'm going, I don't think I'll ever get my license. Thanks for trusting me on the road, Mama and Papa.

I want to go to Disneyland ASAP.