Home Sweet Home?????

WARNING: this blog came at a time when craziness was happening so it's pretty damn long.

Okay so what is better than coming home for the weekend with a 12 page paper to write? Coming home on Easter weekend with a 12 page paper to write and of course your parents want to be with you every waking second of the day. Its okay though, they will understand how much work I need to do and leave me alone. Oh wait no they won't. It's been a very crazy weekend so far. So much shit's gone down, some I saw coming and other things just came from nowhere to smack me in the face. Whatever I've always rolled with the punches and I guess it's time to do it again.
Getting home on Friday was enough adventure for the whole weekend. I wake up at like 7:30, so I can catch the 8:22 shuttle to the subway station with Kate, but had to call a security car because someone overslept :cough Kate cough:, but whatever that wasn't to big a deal I wasn't on a schedule anyway. I jumped on the China Town Bus (which by the way is soooo cheap and kick ass) and I got to New York in a record time of 1 hour and 40 minutes. That's when I realized I had NO money in my wallet, but I had an ATM card, so I'd take ney out to jump on the subway and then the train home. No that would be tooooo easy. Of course i only had $6.23 in my account, so I couldn't get any money. I called my dad and he said he could only go to Madison Square Garden to get me and couldn't get into China Town because he was pickin my mom up at the airport in two hours. What do I do? I WALKED FROM CHINA TOWN TO MADISON SQUARE GARDEN!!!! For those unfamiliar with NewYork, the two are nowhere close to each other. I walked for about 50 minutes carrying a container and bag of winter shit I was going to leave at home. Now not only was I walking 50 minutes and a crazy number of city blocks, but I was carrying over 100lbs worth of clothes and containers. $2 would have gotten me there, but I didn't even have that. Finally I made it to MSG and I figured the worst would be over...... dumb move George.
At home I unpacked my bag and tried to work on my 12 page history paper, but it didn't work out to well. I gave up on the paper for a while and wound up having an interesting talk with Meg, which I saw coming and had absoluely no bad feelings about in the end. More talking with more people made the night go by fast with no dents made in the paper.
Saturday i was all ready to hit up the library(on my own accord mind you, this is VERY rare) and break into the history paper, but no way that could happen because again that would be toooo easy. My mom decided this would be our day together. She took my sister and me out to breakfast and then we went with the family to the cemetery to my grandpa's grave. It's something we do every Easter and Christmas and i began to think about how much I've changed not only this year, but especially in the last 5 months or so. I dont know what sparked this thought, but something did and I realized that I left feeling real good about where I am in life and that's odd for me, since I'm almost always stressing about something and being pulled in three different directions at once. We went out to the mall for a while, which obviously led to nothing productive and finally we came back home. So now that I'm home I should be doing work, right? WRONG. I've been being jealous of Sara for going to the beach all day and just sat around watching Remeber The Titans, that is until I thought of starting this blog.
Okay well it's time I got crackin on my paper because it will never get done at this rate.
ONLY 2 MORE LACROSSE GAMES LEFT THIS SEASON----- IF YOUR READING THIS YOU NEED TO COME TO AT LEAST ONE.
Later Dayz