Boredom

I've officially decided that I'm terrible at blogging and the blog gods should strike me down with their computer cords until I succumb to the responsibility that comes with updating people about my life.  

....That may have been the most dramatic statement I've ever written. 

So who in the world thinks it's normal for a 19 year old girl to be laying in her dorm room, watching SNL, eating a peanut butter &  jelly sandwich on a SATURDAY  NIGHT. How lame am I? Lame. That's how. I have to be here in the dorms because I have rehearsal for opera every night until my birthday. Lovely.

We had a huge wind/rain storm last night. Let me just lay out the events....

9:45 - I get back to the dorms, with my Taco Bell in tow (gross...my arteries are still yelling at me)

10:30 - I crawl into bed after consuming the fat that will eventually give me a heart attack, to watch some TV and fall asleep after taking some Benadryl. I had rehearsal today at 11am, so I needed to sleep. 

12:51 - I recieve a dramatic text message from my mother about Dad, Charlie, and her leaving St. Louis. I was half-comotose, so I'm not sure what she said exactly.

approx 1am - I fall asleep. I think. Maybe. I passed out.

4:30am - I wake up with a jolt to my WINDOW popping out of the damn wall!!!! The wind was freaking CRAZY! So I rolled out of bed, in a tank top and shorts, and went to pop it back in. So here I was, in no clothes, being rained in on by freezing cold ice. So. I popped it in, looked at myself in the mirror, and started crying. Then I looked outside at the tree and it looked like a flipped up umbrella. 

I then proceeded to peel out of my clothes and go back to bed.

That is all. 

I'm tired now.

Haha......not really, but I just don't feel like writing anymore right now.

Love you guys, whoever reads this...