So earlier tonight was the Superbowl, yay the steelers won, but who really cares not me. I'm just happy that my band director will be in an extremely good mood tomorrow and will possibly not make us rehearse even though it is only a week until our concert, which is going to be a disaster.
I knew I had some homework to do that would be due on Monday, yet I almost completely forgot about this stupid Superbowl party that I was being forced to go to. My church was hosting it, I happen to hate my church and feel quite repugnant towards a bunch of hypocritic people who really need to get their heads out of there asses and experience real life instead of a life built around worshiping some man that walked on the Earth around two thousand years ago and can't possibly be related to today's world at all.
I had been pleading with my parents all night to let me stay home. But they kept throwing the same bullshit at me, by saying that I had plenty of other opportunities to do it, with was completely false. Yesterday I was at a jazz concert for about twelve hours and was dog tired by the time I got home so I gave into my exhaustion and slept. And earlier today I was drug to church, =(, then I went to volunteer for National Honor Society at Mission of Hope. I almost had my parents cracked and was allowed to stay home, but my mom pulled out a tatic completely not fair, guilt. She reminded me that yesterday was her birthday and she wouldn't get to see me at all, so I gave in and went to the party.
So my whole point is that the reason I still haven't even started my poster project for ap us is because my parents make me do all of these things and then yell at me when I "Procrastinate."
"And so it goes in fashion"
15 years ago
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