Typical Friday Night

Dance competition in one week. I should get my bridesmaid dress for Ellie's wedding, I guess. Assuming the wedding is still on at this point. Aeneid memorization due in 5 days. I wonder if she IS still getting married. I haven't talked to her since January. Three hours of dance practice tonight. I don't have a costume for competition. I haven't read my theology assignment yet. Dance practice from 10am to 3pm TOMORROW. I'm starting to resent my life. Two weeks worth of Spanish homework needs to get done today. We may have to get a hotel room because my solo is at 8:03 in the morning and the competition is like three hours away--

Sarah: "Hey, Steph, Momma and Daddy think they're going to be home after six, so they said we should just cook the pizza for dinner and not wait for them so you can get to dance on time."

Me: "Okay."

Sarah: "We just had pizza for lunch though. Do you mind having it again?"

Me: "No. I like pizza."

Sarah: "Okay, what time do you want to eat?"

Me: "We, like, just had lunch."

Sarah: "That was five hours ago."

Me: "Oh. Okay. I'll eat whenever."

Sarah: "How much time do you think it'll take you to eat?"

Me: "I don't know. Not long."

Sarah: "I'll make the pizza."

Me: "Awesome."

Sarah: "When do you want me to start it?"

Me: "Sarah, I don't care. I'm not even hungry right now. I can't think about that."

Sarah: "Like, 6ish--"

Me: "How about I'll just have a sandwich. You can fix the pizza whenever you want it."

Sarah: "No, just tell me what time you want to eat."

Me: "I don't know. I'm not even hungry. I don't even care at all."

Sarah: "Well you have to care at ALL--"

Me: "CAN I PLEASE JUST HAVE A SANDWICH SO YOU'LL STOP TALKING TO ME?"

Sarah: *is offended*

*sigh* Sometimes, you just have to roll with life.

~Stephanie