Umm...I got a whole crapload of stuff, but I don't really feel like typing it all, as it will probably be of no interest of anyone anyways. Not that I particularly care about what your intrests are, but I just don't feel like typing it. Later in the morning I got in a fight with my dad, and my mom got upset with him as well. He had a drink early this morning, and I guess it just brought back a lot of bad memories of my grandpa, and she just got really emotional and started crying. I haven't seen her cry in a really very long time. Not like that. I yelled at my dad for making my mom feel bad, especially because today was her birthday, and he went off on me and started yelling, so I just totally took a nutty. I mean, today was one of those rare days where I got that sort of hapiness that is fleeting, but is really nice while it lasts, and he just shattered it. I think I even cried all my makeup off. It was pitiful. Well, we made up within an hour and agreed to start the day over again.
My aunt's house was okay; I helped Lauren install her new television, and waited until people came. My cousin Courtney brought her boyfriend, and I was happy because he was a lot nicer than the other old stupid boyfriend who had no personality. He played a game with us, but I forgot what it was...some sort of game that had to do with VH1's Pop-Up Video show. It was just so embarrassing, because at times you had to sing songs, and...blech. I was okay for a while, and just rested, but then I started feeling really sick. I was really dizzy and my stomach hurt a lot, so I went to lay down. I slept for about two hours, and then woke up feeling a little bit better. I missed singing happy birthday to my mom, though, as well as seeing some of my realitives. I hung out with Guillermo for the rest of the night, and I just watched him play N64, 'cos I didn't really feel like doing much else. He got his senior pictures, and he gave me one, but I made him take it back because he didn't write anything on it.
When we left, I was just feeling sort of tired, but I was glad to be home. Here I am now. It's actually getting really late, and I don't feel like writing anymore. This is the abriged version of my day. *swak*