There's no place like home

I'm back home for my spring break!

And I didn't even have to click my heels :)

Here's how this last weekend went-
Thurs- got something like food poisoning. napped. missed 3D class because I woke up and had a trip to the ladies room that was not pleasant. lied in bed and wished for death the rest of the day (I was glad the roommie left for home early so I could wallow alone)

Fri- Mom and grandmother drove up to get me and suitcase. slept in the car. forced awake when we stopped at McD's and nibbled in an amazing dream-like state on mcnuggets until we reached a strawberry field. I do not remember the strawberry field, only that I heard a door open and I muttered "It's hot" to my mom as she got out. She then rolled down the windows for me (isn't that nice?). Felt better and worse the rest of the day. Got up and went to the "journey to the cross" thing at church. It was cool. and apparently there was a totally realistic fake wrapped body in a "tomb' that I completely did not notice.

Sat- sat on my lazy bum all day and got better :) watched Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. loved it!

Sun- Easter church! it was nice. good music. good message. ate cinni rolls! yum! had a million cups of tea because I never make it at school (no 1/2 and 1/2 there. sad). and watched various films on the tv.

I think tomorrow my brother has plans of torture for me. He got the High School Musical 3 DVD. joy. and I haven't seen the first, or the last bit of the second. So it's a marathon!
I'm pretty sure my Mom has hidden all the weapons by now so I wont be able to shoot myself.
I also have to write out a schedule because I have lots to do and lots to get done!

I. do. not. schedule.

Ask my flatmates. I'm completely disorganized! It's actually quite sad. I hope the poor fool who will want to marry me someday is a tidy person. I also hope he wont hate me because of my lack of said tidiness.

So the demands of a schedule put me in a tizzy. doesn't make it feel like a break at all. More like a week-long really nice boot camp.
And my tummy is still hurting bits.

Oh well.......
Wherever you wander, there's no place like home

night'
-Brenna