Listening to: Newsies - The World I Will Know
It's decided on Thanksgiving you may have Turkey, but on Easter you must have Ham.
I love ham. Ham. Ham. Ham. I can eat it all day everyday. Mm Jello, beans, ham, rice crispies.
We had Neil, Janice, David, Brent, Mindy Braxton, Trish, Mike, Me, Grandma.
Jed and Patsy and their fam didn't make it to Easter dinner, but they came afterwards. I walked in the kitchen to see Jed and Grandma there with Grandma crying. Great, Jed made Grandma cry.
Hoppy Easter everybody.
Braxton came over and looked for eggs inbetween playing with his cheap lawn mower I got him. I ate some of the candy... I had leftover Ham Fried Rice from yesterday before eating candy. Mum made pancakes. I put on my yellow skirt and went to finish the rest of church, which was pointless. Came home and took a nap after reading more about Gordon B. Hinckley and only some of the highlights in his lifetime. Came down when everyone else came home from church. Took a shower. Stole music from Dads compy. Ate dinner.
They did Easter egg hunts for David and Braxton like 3 times, using and reusing my candy and Mindys eggs. Visited with family. Then I made Natalie come visit me. Ate raspberry sherbet for past times. She ate my black jelly beans. Then she was gonna leave me like 15 minutes later. I bribed them to my room to make them stay longer. They bribed me into going with them for the night. mwhaha. We watched Newsies. I poked Natalie all night. Kinda awkward. Musical beds. I had to pee like 3 times that night. At one point I got hyper couldn't sleep.
Not much excitment really. No dominate feelings to overtake the day. It is a nice spring day for Easter though. Just perfect. The only thing I really 'felt' was I wasn't getting anything done for homework that's due this week. haha. Apparently I didn't care that much cuz I went with Natalie tonight.
Now I can't stop daydreaming b/c thas all I do when I'm stressed. But I can day dream myself into sleep though, so that's good.
I shouldn't be that stressed. I'm gonna pass these classes, I always do. The stupid projects are more stressful than the Finals. The next two weeks are Finals. This week is just the big-end-of-the-semester-projects. Grr.