This weekend was semi relaxed, and a bit hectic, and generally progressed too rapidly.
Friday's game was predictable, with Rockwall leaving Plano West in defeat. Some people there came down with a crappy stomach virus a little later that night, so I truly hope I haven't taken in any germs. Half-time was decent, and the bus ride was surreal. I had a few of those moments where I felt like I wasn't really a part of the situation around, but a casual observer. This could be due to the fact that I was listening to Radiohead, and feeling mellow. But, aside from the screaming, estrogen filled back of the school bus, everything went smoothly.
Saturday, I woke up much later than planned. There was a group of people meeting at Starbucks at 8:45; however, when you get up a mere 20 minutes before that, the likelihood of your attendance is slim to none. So, I dragged my weary body to the high school at 9:15ish, and was nearly late. We made it to Mesquite in one piece, performed decently enough, and got a 2, 2, 1. Not good, but not bad either.
Trekked over to the homestead to discover that family went to eat. I made a whataburger run, and then journeyed with the female parental unit to collin creek.
Dillard's had a respectable enough selection of dresses, and after picking over most of the selection, I found one. Black, spaghetti strap, knee length with puffy, sticky out material at the bottom. Red belt sash at waist and black velvetish design on whole thing. To my great pleasure, dillard's also has a nice shoe selection, so I got some red, rhinestone heels that scream "hot" (no, really!).
today, aka sabbath, went to church, then youth council. to my dismay, we got out at 1:20, when I had been told to meet at 12:00 for working on the economics test. Thankfully, there was a slight delay, and we all met up at about 2:00 at Rach's.
Progressed fairly well on the test, but some of these problems are bleak looking right now. Departed from the economic chewy goodness and had choir and youth.
And here I am, attempting to do this test, and occupying myself with everything except the dreadful packet from hell. It's back to the matresses, for now.
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