Confederate jacket and mortal combat

ok, so i haven't updated in a while considering it's summer, and i usually post like, three times a day during the summer. i haven't been home very much. Let's go back in time...

Saturday:
i wake up kind of early at my aunts house where i've been sleeping lately, and mary, margaret, and i leave to go see King Arthur at the dollar movies with my dad and my aunt mary and jordan and zack. i liked it, but annie's brother didn't. darn him.

Things i ate that day: popcorn, coke, two orders of fries, coke, mexican pizza, two tacos, pepsi, more fries, and a chocolate shake. that's all i ate that day... JUNK FOOD.

I have a dance a church. i wear my sisters swirley lime green dress and some hot pink converses, and i get there early to help set up. i've eaten a lot today, but i go by taco bell anyway, though i'm not hungry.

the dance was only fun because i hung out with bethany and kasee the whole time, and later on we just sat around with drew and his friend perry (who's from california, is learning how to play the drums, dresses nicely, and has beautiful teeth, hair, and skin) and talked. that one guy, jeff, the creepy stalker one, i avoided as much as possible. he came dressed up in jeans which were tucked under some black boots, and a, "one hundrit purcent wool confedrate jacket." what a character he is...

after the dance we drove (meaning all the people mentioned above) to wendy's to get some frosties. after that, we came back to the church, and sat in the parking lot and talked about the stickers on the back of my car, getting in accidents, and beanies. we got kicked out by one of the leaders, so i went home.

at home, i ran into mary and margaret and erin flynn, one of mary's old friends from school. we talked for a bit, then she went home, and then mary, margaret, and i got our church clothes and drove to barbra's place again. stayed up and watched a special on guns 'n roses, then went up to sleep. the previous night, friday night, we had watched the best week ever (funniest t.v. show... ever)

Sunday:
I wake up with a cramped up stomache, AND i feel like i'm gonna throw up. but, mary says i should go to church, "for perry." so i go there, writhing around in pain, and then i wait in the foyer because i need to lie down. i think i got sick because of lack of sleep, and not eating healthy food for like, a year.

Margaret drives me home, where i crawl upstairs and collapse into bed. i have to keep on shifting positions because the pain in my stomach keeps coming back, especially if i lie down on it. i haven't eaten all day, and nothing sounds appetizing. i wake up at about two thirty or three, and decide that i'm sick of seeing my room, so i try walking around the house a bit.

i stay downstairs, until margaret, allie, and ryan come over. then, they leave for barbra's place, and i leave a little bit later. first though, i make one piece of white toast with nothing on it. it doesn't make me feel any better, and i'm all like, dang it. plus we had no 7-up. i take a packet of ramen noodles with me to barbra's place.

while there, i lie down with mary as we watch i love the 80's: 1986, and then a special on george michaels. intriguing. after this, i lie down on the couch, and we watch MORTAL COMBAT. i tried sleeping, but do you know how hard it is to sleep during mortal combat? really hard. so i kind of drifted in and out, until the last forty five minutes cause it was SO INTENSE.

i went upstairs and went to bed, and had my alarm set for five fifteen. i woke up at one in the morning and decided that i had to IM chloe and tell her i couldn't pick her up for seminary because i was still so so sick. i hope she got the message.

i had the worst sleep ever. the bed was way comfy, don't get me wrong, but i got hot, then cold, then hot, then cold. and i had all these really weird dreams that made me barely sleep at all.

MONDAY:
i got up at seven thirty, and after taking two tylenols, i drove mary to mcdonalds so she could get her number one with a large coke. then, we went to the storage unit place so she could get something, then we drove back home. and that's where i am right now. home. i don't think i have much else to say. that was a really long post, and i'm so so worn out. i want to eat, but then again, nothing really sounds amazing. whenever i get around food, it looks good, but when i eat it, i get that nausiated feeling again. ah well. a sign from god that i should eat healthier.