An Overall Good Weekend

So a lot of stuff has happened since the last time I blogged. It seems like 2 weeks of stuff that fit into 4 days. A lot of drama, a lot of anger, a lot of sadness. Though there was an equal amount of stuff that would fit under the "fun, happiness, and forgiveness" category. The bad stuff really sucked so I'm going to try and not get into it. It was basically stupid feelings that I had, which in turn, leaked into my best friend, which in turn caused drama between the two of us as well as a group of science :) I feel terrible for every part I caused in the shenanigan, which seems like a lot. I wish i could go back and redo all the things that i did and said to reinvent the last few days. Though that may have caused a ripple in the time-space continuum, which may have changed the exponent that multiplied with fun to get the rest of the weekend.
Friday was melancholy, though, with a bit of sadness hidden beneath happiness and relief. I feel inhumane for speaking of a funeral that way, but if you could understand how I feel about my great-grandma dying, it would make me feel less so. She was a kind old woman. She was 94 years old. A ripe old age. She was the kindest woman i have ever met and it does make me sad to know that she is gone. But it makes me happy and relieves me to know that she is in a better place, for she was a strong follower of God. It also makes me feel better to think how much better that place is, because she was downright miserable in a nursing home down in Reno, Nevada. There weren't many people to sit with her and see her everyday, and she did not like the home one bit. But she never complained, she never wanted to sound ungrateful or be a burden on anyone. I assume that comes with her rigid faith in God. She was a school teacher and a star basketball player, in her younger days, and when I think about it, I don't think she ever sinned, or came reasonable close to it. Anyway, Friday was also good because I got to see relatives who I don't get to see on a regular basis. It was fun having lunch and dinner with them.
After the funeral, my parents dropped me in the 2nd quarter of the Rogers Rams/Spanaway Lake Sentinels football game. I was there for Rogers and for Emily, seeing as I missed school for the funeral and didn't get to see her all day. WE PWNED!!!!!!! 55-6. It was really awesome. I was totally into it while my friends were talking about other stuff, I don't even know. lol So i totally remembered how much i missed football. So that was Friday.
Saturday I hung out with Drew and Mary and we tried to watch Malcolm X the movie. But we weren't really in the mood for that type of movie. So we walked to Albertson's and bought Funfetti cake mix and bubble gum flavored Jones soda. I had never had it before, and it was delicious. Then we walked back to Drew's and didn't bake the cake, lol, it was great. Instead we went to the Goodwill to buy outfits for Retro night at Tiffany's skating rink. Too bad i didn't have enough funding for an outfit and skating, so Mary did all of the shopping. We did try on some ridiculous outfits, but i won't get into that. I failed to mention that there were a few actions before we left to go skating that would make for a little bit of drama later that night, which i feel terrible for, but what are you gonna do? So we left to go skating, but first we went to Mary's and she got some pants and some money to spot Emily to come with us, because that was her reasoning to decline: no money. Then we went and picked her up, that little bit of drama ensued, but was quickly forgotton when we got onto the rink. Emily had never been roller skating and so I took it upon myself to help her learn. Though I am not a good teacher. The best explanation as to how to skate was," you do it like this, its hard to explain, you just do it." Emily did improve a lot over the two hours we were there, especially when she didn't fall once and i fell flat on my rear. Right in front of her too. lol. As i said before, I'm not much of a teacher. When we left, Emily was doing incredible, for her first time, and we were all greasy and full of fun. The we went back to Drew's. We had a lot of fun in the car, and throughout the rest of the night. We baked the cake and demolished it when we got back. I have to say, it was the most fun i have had in a long time.
Today was alright. It was a Sunday. The most Sundayish Sunday I have had in a long time. We had brunch, i procrastinated on homework by playing the Legend of Zelda: The Windwaker, and i just finished it less than hour ago. I'm going to work on not procrastinating as much as i have in the past, because i forgot how annoying it is when i actually do the thing the you avoiding. It gives me a headache and i get stressed out and irritable. And that was a sometimes detailed, sometimes less so, account of my weekend. I know that in the last post, i said that i was going to share the drama and problems with you and ask for advice, but i thought about it and the drama i had this weekend is over and done with. We've taken care of it and it doesn't matter anymore. I will ask for help with things i need help with. Not tell you things that are already done. That accomplishes nothing, except maybe resurrecting the drama again, and that's not something i want to happen. So goodnight and happy last bit of the weekend. Enjoy it while it lasts. I will inform you on my less than curious life later.

An Introduction of Sorts

Okay, so I'm pretty sure that everything I'm about to say is cliched as the normal "first blog ever" speech. I've never blogged before, except for posting poems on Myspace, which I don't think really counts. It's kind of funny to think that not even a year ago I might have said something along the lines of,"I'll never start a blog," or,"blogging is for losers." Don't take offense to that if you blog, because obviously, I've changed my opinion.
One of the reasons I've decided to blog is my mom. Lol, I think that I have been in denial of being a momma's boy, because I usually do what she tells me, and go to her for advice a lot. I think I've gotten much better (if it's a bad thing) about being a momma's boy; its ironic how we deny the most when we are deepest into it, but when we are letting up, we come to terms with it. And that goes for all things, not just being a momma's boy. I digress. She told me to start a blog because I want to be an author and it would be good practice. And I must say, I am really enjoying it so far. The kicker is that my mom mentioned the blog idea more than 3 months ago. What else might have stricken my sudden interest in blogging? Well for one, a lot has been going on with me lately. I am pretty convinced, though, that my brain has taken the situations and made them a lot worse then they really are. So i figure an outlet other than my friends (who happen to be part of whatever is happening, which is no good) would do me good. Also, I thought that i could use this to post some of my poetry or short stories on. Feedback is the key for just about everything i have to post, so it would be much appreciated to get advice on my writing and my life. On issues from my life: I am most likely going to substitute names, just because if they read it, they can probably figure out who they are from the situation and they might find some comfort in knowing that no one else has to know. It's not that the situations are terrible things like drugs or sex, but disclosing names just cuts out the silly drama that might come along with it. "I was reading Preston's blog and he said that blah blah blah about blah blah blah." I don't particularly like drama, which is not only why i am keeping names, but why i am posting; to get some support from people, or at least knowing that someone else knows about my problems.
It is odd, though, but as much as i don't like drama, i do like to listen to other people's problems and give advice as well, so if you have some tidbit of whatever to give me, feel free to let me about whatever problems you'd like to share and I'll get back to you. I know I am probably being really naive in thinking that people would really be willing to read about my problems and help, let alone tell me about their problems. But I guess there is always a certain inexperience air that comes along with being kind. But i figure it wouldn't hurt any to just start this blog, because if i don't get feedback i can always just quit. I do hope thought i a can be helped and be of some kind of service to you. Well, it's late and I've pretty much lost my train of thought.