Boy was I grumpy last night!

So, Matt was right. Yesterday was pretty uneventful, at least in comparison to some of the other Wednesday nights we've had. I came to choir almost in tears after a fight with my mom, and I felt close to tears the whole time. On a side note, I hate arguing with my Mom because she's so unreasonable I can't even state a point without being classified as "disrespectful" or "sassy" and threatened with extremely harsh punishments. My residual anger from that fight lingered over into choir, and I'm afraid I didn't make very good company.

Let's see . . . we went to safeway (wow, we have so many interesting times there) and Matt bought a bunch of hygienic products. I love guy's shaving gel, deodorant, ect. It all smells so good!!! I get wonderful visions of being close enough to amazing, clean attractive guys. The sense of smell is very important. For me personally, I get an instant association when I smell something. Sometimes it's a memory of feeling happy/sad/sick and sometimes it's a person or a place or a time. I wonder if guys care as much about that as girls do? I guess I should have asked Matt. Ah well, another time.

Also, Matt told me my hair kind of looked like Susan's (from chronicles of Narnia) and I was pretty pleased. Her hair was awesome! Of course, the real reason why I was happy was because Matt noticed or cared enough to mention it. It made me feel instantly happy, even though I was having a bad night.

After Safeway, we went back to the church and talked about fairly random stuff. We started talking about what gifts of the holy spirit we have been given. It's something I've haven't thought about that deeply before, and I've been thinking about it since we talked.

I brought up how I really liked the duet Matt was doing for districts. The female part is very pretty, and it builds so nicely with the guy's part . . . me gusta. I still kind of wanted to do it, even though Matt thought it would be weird, which it probably would be. I don't know . . . I just have a hard time giving up a good part . . . even if I don't like the baggage. I still think it would have been alright, even if it was odd at first, but I understand where Matt is coming from and it's all for the best. Still, when he told me that I got a little upset, more because of what had happened before then what he said. I just wasn't in good emotional shape last night and what my mom had said was still weighing on my mind. I felt pretty bad afterwards, because I was really unhappy last night and I think I made Matt feel like it was his fault when it really wasn't. So, if he reads this, I'm sorry . . .

Well, I best go pack for CYC. G'night.

An Uneventful Wednesday...

Well well... it's been a while. Weeks have come and gone, and things have happened and not happened. Today was a funeral. Err... that is, I will be playing at a funeral in nine hours, even though I really have, because I'm writing this at 6:42 pm MST on 3/9/06.

We talked last night, as usual. Sarah was mad at Señora for accusing her of cheating and mad at her mom for being overcontrolling since their move to Montana. Sarah is 17 now and her mom still has an 11:00 curfew, which we both agreed is unreasonable. Her mother doesn't seem to trust her much, considering that she is a responsible young woman.

Sarah was also a little bummed that I had opted not to do the La Ci Darem La Mano solo with her. I sort of understand... I mainly didn't want to do it with her because our relationship would make it weird (to me) to be singing to her, trying to lure her into bed. It has very little to do with the music or Sarah's voice.

We went to Safeway and bought some cookies, as well as copious amounts of hygiene products for me, such as an Oral B Hummingbird, Old Spice Classic (more on this later), Gillette Moisturizing Shaving Cream (the new Fusion series), some floss (just in case the Hummingbird doesn't work as expected), and some soap. More about the soap later too. Go to the Hummingbird website if only to watch the little hummingbird follow your cursor around. Fun stuff.

Okay... first about the Old Spice... Sarah told me she loved the classic Old Spice scent, and I used to wear it too, so I got some... but then when we smelled it, it had so much alcohol in it, it made me gag. All was well, though, for when I put some on, the alcohol quickly evaporated, leaving the ordinary Old Spice scent :). Now for the soap. I have dry skin, so I was going to get the soap that looked like it would best moisturize. That turned out to be Dove Nutrium because it had vitamin E and moisturizing crap... except... then I found it it's pink. That's okay and all... but what's a guy supposed to do to moisturize his skin without feeling so... pink? Eh, it's not important. Just disappointing.

Now for the cookies.... we got Pepperidge Farm snickerdoodle soft baked cookies because I had a craving. They weren't bad, but they weren't as soft as snickerdoodles should be. Don't buy them unless you honestly can't make some yourself, because they're a disappointment. Even if you're a crappy cook, what you will make will still be better than the Pepperidge Farm cookies.

I also put some photos on my myspace place... I need friends, though, and the invite function isn't working properly. So here is my invite link.

Okay, that's enough.