DAMN YOU STEAK AND SHAKE!!! And all your damn milkshake deliciousness! Ugh! I feel so sick right now. I felt even worse this morning. I woke up at 2:39 AM! AM! And I stayed up until like, ten or so when I started my series of short naps. I'd say in all I got about four to five hours of sleep last night. Maybe six. Yeah, cause I went to bed at 11 before I woke up.

A long story is about to start Ness! But before I get into all that, I got the Aspire interview! Can you believe it? Neither can I! I totally thought my mom sent in all that stuff too late, but she didn't obviously. All I'm worried about is teaching a ten-minute activity to the head honchos of the place. I hope I can come up with something spectacular before Saturday.

So, yesterday after theater practice, my family and I went to the IX Center to see the Auto Show. OK, I know, I always hate going to the IX Center and it tends to be awesome...At least, that's what I remember. My memories and reality are always arguing anyway.

So, the Auto Show was nice. I really enjoyed the robot, Maxwell, that one of the car companies had. He was so funny! But my mom got mad because she came to see the cars, not a "damn robot" as she put it.

At first, I thought things would be worse than normal with my parents because whenever we go out, they always argue and bitch about something relatively stupid. But at the Auto Show, everything was surprisingly cool! They were actually speaking calmly and looking at each other, my mom didn't really raise her voice, and my dad and I were talking! I haven't spoken to him in weeks, ever since that whole falling out happened. I don't want to mention it again if I did already, nor do I want to mention it now, so yeah, he messed up big time. So I didn't talk to him.

Everything was cool at the Auto Show. Great. We get in the car and start heading for Steak and Shake, one of my favorite places to go. The food is cheap, but the milkshakes are to die for! The only difference this time is we went to the Steak and Shake closest to us, in the Steelyard. That was a horrible idea! God-awful! If I could turn back time, I would tell my mom to just stop by Wendy's or something. Get us some lard.

We get to Steak and Shake, sit down, and start talking. All is well. Then our server comes over. And fucks up our orders. Of course, I don't really care, because through some mystical magic I end up getting two milkshakes. But my mom is completely pissed. Like, off the wall, spitting flames, eyes red, pissed. It was also the quiet pissed, not yelling, but mumbling to your neighbors (which included me) about how you were going to hurt somebody. It was scary.

My mom then starts to get into us after my dad says something really rude. She says she doesn't get appreciated and how she's going to live in misery and be fat and all this other stuff. She got up and left us. Then I started to get mad. Every time we go out as a family, it ends horribly! It never ends well!

We were supposed to have a family meeting at six...I'm not sure that's going to happen.

Well, I gotta do my homework. Hopefully everything works itself out.