Long Weekend and Sickness

Blargh- So I suppose Saturday wasn't so bad. I looked pretty awesome, thank you boredom. I got to go up to a Japanese Cultural Festival which was pretty awesome. There were some amazing cosplay outfits there, my mom was fairly freaked out by them though. Haha, she was like edging around everything going,'These people are a bit off.' I giggled at her- then suggested we go get something to eat (I think she was getting a bit overwhelmed.)
AND OH MY DEAR SWEET LORDIE. Kakigori- The most amazing thing I have had since I found Gorozzo's Chicken Spiedini Samantha. It's like shaved ice mixed with custard and strawberries (Or another flavor- but I got strawberries.) and it's all smashed into one big delicious shaved ice THING.
It's good.
Sunday was bad. I-got-grounded-and-severly-pissed-for-an-entire-day, shut-in-my-room-for-fear-of-slaughtering-my-family, bad. I was woken up, told I could either go watch Tay (My step-sis) play softball- I don't like softball- or got to Mormon church- which goes against my morals and pisses me off. So out of thoughtfulness for my family and my anger level. I decided I could suffer through a game or two of softball.
I didn't know I would be there for SEVEN HOURS. SEVEN. While my brother, who had decided to go to church, got to stay home and laze around. Suffice to say, I was at my limit. I was lashing out, and It took a good hour of music, showering, being alone, and Gardetto's to get my temper under control.
By the end of the day, I was feeling a bit blarg.
AND TODAY I HAVE A FUZZY HEAD. Which is just fantastic, let me tell you. JUST FANTASTIC.
I want Gardetto's.

                                                                             Don't ask me how I'm doing

 If you don't wanna know

 I stayed out too late 

Woke up late 

Oh, you know how it goes 

Give off the vibe that everything's fine

 As long as, as long as 

You don't look in my eyes

 It's all going just so perfectly wrong 

Don't mind this kind of life 

Of hurry up and wait 

Too many things to do to lose

 It gets a little insane 

So much crazy in twenty-four hours 

Too many bills, too little frills

 And none of the flowers 

What I wouldn't give for a minute to myself 

Joy Williams- One of those Days

BLARGH,

Zeeta