This break has been just wonderful. I’ve gotten the sleep I needed, and the relaxing time I’ve longed for. Every day this week (besides Thursday) I’ve slept in till around 9, and I wake up to a quiet house. I turn on some music and make coffee, shower, then relax.
I always complain about not being able to watch the things I want to because of my little sisters being around. Thanks to Netflix, I was able to watch many splendid movies this week:
Fear and Loathing in Los Vegas: A movie based on the book of the same title, written by Hunter S. Thompson. My mom was worried that this book/movie would “Tempt me to experiment further with drugs”. She was wrong. The movie does the exact opposite, showing the crazy and frightening effects of drugs. I found this movie to be outstanding. It was fast-paced, colorful, and over all extremely enjoyable to watch. It’s not for everyone though.
Food Inc.: A documentary about the food processing industry. I never want to eat Tyson Products again. Definitely worth checking out.
Paranormal Activity: I didn’t like this as much as I thought I would. It wasn’t scary, and I disliked the way it was filmed.
National Geographic:The Worlds Most Dangerous Drug: Long story short, I can promise you all I’ll never do Meth.
Along with these, I watched a ton of The Office. :) So pretty much, I love this break.
So. I have this awful cold. I woke up in the middle of the night last night becuase I couldn’t breathe well. And tomorrow, I have to walk to school to talk to my counselor about my schedule…which she already approved. Sounds fun right? Hopefully we don’t get too much snow tonight. My plan is to wake up and call her right off the bat, just so I can get it over with. I would go with my mom around 8, but I didn’t sleep well last night at all. A good night sleep would do me well.
Today was a lot better than yesterday. Which is great, I just hope it continues.
I’m looking forward to this little break. I plan on getting a lot of sleep, seeing as how the house will be quiet all day. Also, I’m planning on watching many documentaries via Netflix, filling my mind with information I probably don’t want to know, be feel I need to know. I recently watched the documentary “I. O. USA.”. It discussed our nations ever increasing debt of 14 TRILLION dollars. Needless to say, I sat there with my jaw dropped for a majority of the film.
If you guys didn’t know…I actually enjoy politics. Watching documentaries. Reading news articles. Ect, ect. How does one expect to live in a world without knowing what’s going on in it?
Thanks for reading. Today was nothing special, just typing thoughts.
I always wonder where certain aspects of my personality came from, as in whom am I related to with similar traits. Example: Where did I get my constant ”Why are you talking to me” attitude? Where did that come from? Or where did I get my interest in drugs and the culture surrounding them? Music taste? Humor? Where did that all come from? Who knows.
Tonight missionaries from my Mothers church came to our house for dinner. Afterwards, they wanted to share a little lesson. In this lesson, I was told that “Heavenly Father loves me as much, if not MORE than my own father on Earth”. I almost said something along the lines of, “No, I’m pretty sure my real father loves me a tad more…” Good thing I didn’t.
After the missionaries left, I felt insulted. The fact that someone could think that something INVISIBLE could love me more than my OWN FATHER angered me. My Dad is fucking wonderful. He’s there whenever I need him. He’s hilarious, intelligent, and so much more. HE’S BEEN THERE SINCE FUCKING BIRTH. My mom asked what was wrong, to which I replied “Well, I was just told Heavenly Father loves me more than my own Dad”. My mom, defended this point and said she agreed.
MY OWN MOTHER THINKS THAT HER IMAGINARY GOD LOVES ME MORE THAN MY DAD. MY. DAD.
I’m still incredibly upset at my mom. I’m SO pissed at my mom. WHAT IS HER ISSUE. Loves me more than my Dad. HER HUSBAND. What goes through your mind? PROBABLY NOTHING.
“I was gunna stay overnight at my friends house, he said, ‘You’re gunna have to sleep on the floor’….Damn gravity. Got me again! You don’t know how bad I wanna sleep on the wall!”—Mitch Hedberg. (The Man Who Sees The World Through Rose-Colored Glasses)