Today was awsome. During the early afternoon, I went to the library with my sisters and afterwards I got a slurpee. Then I went home for about an hour and my dad decided he was going back to 7 eleven and he was buying. And he didn't know I already had a slurpee, so I didn't tell him just incase that would prevent me from getting another. I was in the kitchen looking for another cup, seeing that the only one we knew where was was already three fourths full of slurpee. Dad came in and he knew that I knew where my slurpee cup was. So he yelled at me to go get it and wouldn't let me take any cups to transfer it into. So I went out in the garage and found a zipblock bag and an old styrofoam bowl and poured it in. And of course I had to spill it everywhere, but that's beside's the point. Anyway, we went and and I got my slurpee. The same lady that helped me about an hour before was there too. I can only imagine what was running through her mind. "She's back again?? She didn't even have time to finish her last slurpee yet!!!"
When we got back I organized a bunch of stuff from my old room and the home teachers came. Then I got to drive Nessa to her piano lesson and then I organized some more and then I got to go pick her up. When I got back I did random stuff until late evening and my whole family went to the baseball game which was boring. All the power went out which was fun but we had to wait for them to get them back on before they could finish the game which meant longer before we got to go get food.
By the time we got the the Malt Shoppe I was starving but the food was delicious even though my burger was half cold. Then we came home and now here I am. There is about a slurpee and a half out in the fridge in my room. It will last me for a few days. :) yay!