So I know I said in the beginning that Elizabeth would rarely update her blog.
And I know I've been right so far.
But, I actually have to defend her laziness.
The reason she hasn't updated this weekend like she promised me she would is because she is in Pennsylvania, and without a computer. She has her iPod, so I was texting her. But she can't blog from it.
So her excuse is that.
[But, because I brag a lot, when I'm done with this, I'll be at 18. She'll still be sitting pretty at 11.]
Now, to my life. Well, last night, I stayed up talk to Macey until around three a.m. Then, I couldn't sleep because I had to pee, but I didn't want to wake up my little sister, so I stayed up nearly pissing myself until nearly four. And then I woke up at like six thirty or something to talk to my mom. Then I passed out again. Forgetting to pee. So, I woke up at like seven fifteen, just to pee.
And man. That was the best pee I'd had in a while.
I then passed back out until nearly ten. Then I had to get up and clean my room, and pick up the house a little, and then go to Wal-Mart with my family at like noon. We picked up Subway, and got home at like one thirty. And, my mom had to go pick up Sam and Luke at like, four or something. Because they were gonna have dinner with us and then stay the night so they can go to our church in the morning. So, I had to sautee foods for my moms spaghetti. And then she left, and I had to go finish cleaning my room. At around three thirty, four o'clock. I fell asleep. And woke up at close to five thirty.
I took an hour long nap.
It was awesome.
And then, the boys came!
Now, I'm going to explain who "The Boys" are. The Boys are my moms friends youngest sons. My mom has a friend named Shari. She has six kids. Four grown, two moved away, the other four still living at home. The youngest two, Luke and Sam, are my age. Luke is thirteen days older than me. Sam is like eighteen months younger than me. So he's the baby.
And I love these boys. Luke and I have the same sense of humor, mood swings, love for a deep bass. Sam is adorable and sweet, and I think he's gay.
I love them both.
After dinner, we had make-shift strawberry shortcakes. Angelfood cake things from Wal-mart, sugared strawberries and whipped cream. Once the adults and my little sister had left the table, me and The Boys got into a mini whipped cream fight.
Then we watched the pilot of Covert Affairs. [I love Piper Perabo. I love Christopher Gorham. I love chicks with guns and suits. Yeah. Two thumbs up for this show.] Now, I'd already seen the show, but The Boys hadn't. So, I watched it with thme to clear up a few things. And because, c'mon.
Then, we had to do the dishes. Which was fine with us. We plugged in Lukes iPod and rocked out. We agreed that the lead singer of Night Wish is really, really hot, and continued rocking out. That rocking out caused an argument between me and Luke. He thought that my favorite Three Days Grace song was called "First To Know" when really, it's "Last To Know".
He lost a dollar. I gained a dollar.
So, then we decided we were going to watch this awesome movie called The Strangers. I watched it last May when my great grandfather died, and I was in Texas for the funeral with my brother. He convinced me to watch it, and I loved it. But, it's a total mind-frak. Like, horror makes you stay up all night kinda movie.
Well, The Boys hate scary movies, so about a half hour in, they got freaked out and we switched it to Zombieland. Which was awesome as always.
And then The Boys went down to my room to pass out, and I'm sleeping on the couch in our game room.
Except that was two hours ago and I can't sleep. So, I'm blogging about my day, and listening to Buffy musicals. Oh yeah. I roll hella tight.
Oh! So, in like, ten hours I get to lead Kids' Quest. Our childrens ministry. Our Childrens Minister, James, is going out of town with his wife and the youth pastor and his wife for the weekend.
So, I'm in charge tomorrow. We're watching the Prince of Egypt. Heck yes.
I'm excited.
Okay, so I'm going to go Youtube a movie or something.
Night all.
ARTIST: TRAVIS.
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