The Best Weekend of My Life

This weekend was the absolute best weekend of my life. I got to meet Jake!!!! *runs around like a school girl on Pepsi* Gosh it was amazing! We met at the Thorpedo (hardy har har har, its the name of a restaurant) and had dinner. Well, he did. I was way too nervous to eat anything. Then we went to my house and visited for awhile, and we kissed for the first time. *remembers* All I'm going to say is man, is he an excellent kisser. Then we visited until like midnight in the hotel, and my grandma made me come home. On Saturday we met early (7:30 ish, because we didn't wake up when our alarms went off) and had coffee and breakfast. We went back to my house and got ready to go to Eau Clare, where we went to Action City (I ran over a kid while trying to repel off the rock wall) and then to a movie (The Hidden Kingdom). After that we went on a double date with my brother Patrick and his boyfriend Kevin. We had an awesome time. I got the ok from them to keep him, though I doubt that I would have listened if they told me to dump him. We went to prom, only for a few minutes, and then went back to the hotel until about 2am. Sunday he left at around noon, but we spent as much time together as we could. I made him breakfast, and we watched Labyrinth in my room. I know it doesn't seem like much, but it was just amazing! I mean, this was the FIRST time we've met ever. And it went really really well!

I made a big mistake though. When I left prom on Saturday night, I forgot to tell Jessica. Now she's really pissed at me and I don't know if I'll ever get her back. I made a big mistake, especially since I promised her mother that I would make sure she got home. I wasn't there. I abandoned her for Jake, even though I had just got done chewing her out about her abandoning me for Adam. I really can't lose her. She's my best friend, and means the world to me. Even her mother is mad at me. I really screwed up.

The Countdown is Over

Today is the day that I get to see Jake (aka Branth) for the first time! He's sitting at the airport right now waiting for his mother to get there so that they can start the two hour journey to see me. Oh Goddess, I can't wait! i'm so nervous. I dont have anything done because I had to take care of Jessica's mother today. *sigh* I really need to get my room done and the rest of the house vacuumed.

The Problem With Prom

In exactly 11 days prom will be upon me. Exciting, right? Wrong. My class is planning prom. And, usually that wouldn't be that big of a deal. But my class does not cooperate. At all. Ever. And it sucks because if we were to get organized we could have the best prom this school has seen in years. But instead we're all fighting and bickering and bitching about things that are best left alone. My boyfriend Branth is coming. I met him here, online. Well, not on this website but you know what I mean. And now everyone is thinking that he's like a 45 year old creep and they're making fun of me and tearing stuff out of my my locker. Its just one big mess. My only consolation is that in 11 days i get to see Branth...

Blarg.....

Gah, i can never get anything to work like its supposed to. I'm sitting at school and I had e-mailed some stuff to myself and of course, the e-mail isn't working. *grumble grumble* so now I have to sit here like a freaking dumb ass and go 'uh, der de der!!' until our resident techy can fix the problem. Today's the end of the quarter (which is good because that means i only have half a semester of school left) and i have like a ton of stuff i have to get in. Math homework being only one of my problems.

But I'm kinda excited. The plans for prom have been confirmed, and Jake is definitely coming up to see me. Spirit is also planning on a trip up here, and I'm very happy about that. I really cant wait, but I'm having some doubts....

What if Jake doesn't like me like he thinks he will? What if things don't go right? What if he's only after me for sex? I've had THAT happen one too many times. He has been trying to tell me that everything will be fine but.... I'm still worried. I mean, we've been only dating for like TWO months and already we're in total and complete love. I've never ever felt this way about anyone else before. And I'm scared because I don't want to get hurt.

Plus the little brother from hell is not cooperating. He wont go to school, at all. He keeps promising that he'll go and then he never does. He's bigger than me, and grandma. We can't handle him. What are we supposed to do? Patrick already said he doesn't want to have anything to do with us. He wont even talk to me. How am I supposed to help the family if the family won't help me? Plus, because of a little *ahem* hospital visit the weekend before easter, I have to go to court. Here's what happened.

The night before my little brother and a few of his friends had a 'land party'. You know, with the computers and stuff? Well they ate everything and drank all the soda. And kept everyone up all night long. So, when I woke up I obviously wasn't in a very good mood. Grandma wanted me to go shopping with her so I could help her with the groceries so i did. We got home and my ankle was bugging me to no end. So I carried in as much as I could and then called for Mike to come and help. All i got in responce was "Fuck you" "Fuck You Bitch" "Whore go away" and other nasties including the finger. That pissed me off even more so i started yelling. I threatened to unplug the computer if he didnt get his ass out there and help me. So he came charging out (now mind you, this kid is 350 pounds of muscle and fat, has about a good 6 inches on my height, and has lots of issues) and choked me. To the point where i was going to pass out. then he let go, i fell to the floor, he grabbed a phone, and ran back into his room. I couldn't breathe. i couldn't think. i could only react. and my reaction was RAWR!
I grabbed a knife out of the drawr and ran after him. he had locked the door so i started pounding on his door with the knife. I was so upset and pissed i didnt know what the hell i was doing until it was too late. He had called the police. I was in the middle of a panic attack. The cop was a dick. *sigh*

so thats my big ugly secret....i imagine i'll lose a few people over it, i know i've lost my older brother.