Are We An Item? Girl Quit Playing.

I swear, I love the Biebz.
But the more I watch this parody of Shane making fun of him, the more I fall in love with Shane and out of love with Bieber.
Hahaha.

Hey.
It's me.
So the past few days have been interesting.
We'll skip to today.
Woke up.
Got ready.
Went to Daddy's.
Fixed his TV.
Almost shattered my tailbone.
I fell down the steps.
It hurt pretty bad.
At first it was excruciating.
Then it went away and I didn't feel anything.
Then like 4 hours ago I moved and tried to dance and it was like "CLURCCKKKKKKKKK" and hurt like cuhrayzee.
Anyway.
Went to the other house.
Went to Grandma's.
Sat there for a while and talked to Uncle Joey and Aunt Charlene.
They came up for a visit of sorts.
Then Mama and I left.
Went to Radio Shack.
Went to Goodwill.
Saw THE cutest guy in existence.
UGH!
Anyway.
Then we went and got chineseeeee :]
In Lorinburg.
Then came home.
Josh didn't get home until 10 something.
Then as he was turning onto the road that leads to another road, to another road, to our driveway, he got another call.
He ran in and got a pack of crackers since he hadn't eaten anything ALL DAY which is his fault.
Anyway.
Went out on that call.
Got back around midnight.
And now we're all still awake.
I'm about to go to sleep though.
And I talked to Twin.
That was much-needed and appreciated :]
I love him ever-so much.
So yeah.
That was today.
Oh!
And I had this big blow up because Ruthie was harping on us riding to Rightfield with her.
And Mama and I are like "So if we're not good enough to ride to Fairlanes, we're not good enough to ride to Rightfield."
So then she got mad.
Of course.
And then wanted to get smart.
"Can I speak to your MAMA? Where IS she?"
And I'm like "On the phone with Josh. He needed directions to somewhere because the GP--."
She cut me off.
"Well, tell her she needs to HANG UP THE PHONE with Josh and talk to ME. She talks to him all the time and she needs to talk to ME right now."
I.
Thought.
I.
Was.
Gonna.
Have.
To.
Go.
LeQueesha.
On.
Herrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Thankfully I walked out of my room and Mama was off of the phone.
She had just hung up with Josh, apparently.
I handed her the phone and just sat down.
I was so angry I was shaking.
And I was like "Ummmm, okay. I understand that you're her sister. I also understand that she talks to Josh a lot. But A.) who are you to judge who Mama should and should not talk to, when she should talk to them, and how often she should talk to them? B.) WHAT is so important that you had to talk to her? I mean we were having a decent conversation before you decided to go all... I don't even know. C.) THANK YOU for judging Mama's actions and ONCE AGAIN trying to control her life. Your efforts are greatly appreciated. I mean, without you, what would we do? We'd have no reason to be mad! Thank you, again.
That's how I felt.
Plus a few other things that I won't mention.
Ugh.
So pissed.
So so so so so so so pissed.
Like a toilet.
I was pissed like a toilet.
Like you don't even understand!
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Then later she called back and wanted to be all nice and stuff because a.) she knows she's wrong and b.) she needed my help with MapQuest.
I'm like "I just LOVE the way you work, Aunt Ruthie. Really. I mean, how EVER did you find out the secret to being so maniacal and sneaky and nosey?????? I'd like to know."
Anyway.
Then I was trying to work on some GPA stuff.
Trying to figure out if I was going to graduate Magna Cum Laude or Summa Cum Laude.
I'm totally not sure.
I think it'll be Summa Cum Laude if I work hard enough.
But that means MAJOR studying.
I'm like "Uhhhhhhhhh, I kinda want to have a life. AND I have work at the firm. Fun."
But who knows?
Anything can happen.
I kinda hope I do graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I'd be totally and extremely excited for Magna Cum Laude.
Don't get me wrong.
But I just... it would mean the WORLD to me to graduate Summa Cum Laude.
I don't know why it means so much to me.
But it does.
So yeah.
Should be interesting.
Then I tried to calculate what I think my GPA will be when I graduate.
EPIC ! FAIL !
Seriously.
I'm just giving it up for tonight [DE].
I'll work on it later.
As long as I'm at least Magna Cum Laude I'll be fine.

OH!
I wrote some OSTG the other day.
And Twin loved it.
I have to admit, it was pretty good.
Not to sound conceited.
But I kinda liked it :]
So yeah.
Lets just hope I can keep up this work ethic for this next scene.
It's going to be EPIC !
But hopefully missing the "FAIL !"
Tehehe.

SHABBA!