Well it's been almost a month since I last posted. To fill you in on life...
Trevor has indeed returned. He's been here for a week or so, and we've been really busy putting together his album. We've recorded a couple of songs and we did a photo shoot for the album cover, but we have yet to make the music videos for his VEVO. On top of everything else, I gave him a job to do codenamed Operation Mango. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what it was about. The whole reason it had a codename in the first place is so nobody would know what it was. But it didn't go the way I wanted it to, as the intel we gathered was not exactly positive.
On another note, I went to Worlds Of Fun with Matt and Ashley yesterday. It was 102 degrees and the heat index was 110 and for some unfathomable reason, we stayed there for 9 HOURS. What I really don't understand is why they wanted to do that (I didn't want to stay that long but they were my ride home). Matt works there 4 days a week, so he can get in to any Cedar Fair park in the entire country for free, and Ashley had a season pass. So by the nature of their entry, they could go whenever they wanted however much they pleased. It's not like they only had day tickets and they wanted to get as much use out of them as possible. So needless to say it sucked. But it sucked more for me because I have a weight problem (but I'm working on it) and I'm Hypothyroid. As we all know, fat has insulative properties. Being Hypothyroid, means that you aren't able to regulate body temperature. So by virtue, I was 3 times as hot as they were. Around 2 o'clock, I started to suffer from heat exhaustion. By the time that I left at 5:30, I was only moments away from heat stroke. So when Matt was complaining about how I bitched the whole time, I had one thing to say. The fact that I didn't die of heat stroke proves that I'm stronger and tougher than you because I had 3 factors working against me. You had one. On top of that, I suffered from heat exhaustion for 3 and a half hours today but I still kept up with you and all your running around. So quit whining.
Yeah, sometimes I'm a hardcore bitch.
Anyway, I went swimming last night with my mom because she didn't want to go alone, but my sister was at a sleepover and my dad was out of town. We actually started fighting in front of a bunch of people over pool chairs that weren't supposed to be in the water anyway. So that was embarrassing, but it wasn't the embarrassment highlight of my evening. At dinner my mom was trying to say she wasn't allowed to wear black at work and she said "I'n now wallowed to wlap black." My sister claimed to know what she was trying to say, but she fucked up that sentence so bad I almost asked if she was drunk or speaking another language. Then only 10 minutes after that, my sister tried to grab my phone out of my hand and I squealed so loud, that then entire restaurant got quiet and turned to look at us. Yeah, that's embarrassing.
