My nerves will be the death of me, I know.

I have exceptionally great friends. Last night was fun until a certain point, where the evening kind of fell apart. A certain incident from a certain movie made a certain person uncomfortable and felt the need to leave. It was upsetting to us all, and it made me feel like a horrible friend for not realising that I should have, could have, stopped it. After we got passed our terrible friend capabilities, we had a great time with pizza from Addison, laughing attacks for longer than ten minutes, first impressions game, and good ol’ life talks. Yes, friends are grand. It’s sad that I’m just now belonging to a new group of people, and I’m going to be leaving soon. Very sad indeed. I wish school wasn’t in the way because I could spend a lot more time with these wonderful people, instead of getting taught useless information in a dodgy manner. College will be spectacular. Real classes with real information. Aaah, relief. Speaking of college, the parentals and I are going to visit St. Edward’s next weekend! I love Austin, so so much. And the weekend after is when the Invisible Children roadies and former Ugandan child soldiers will be staying at my house for three days! Exciting happenings here at my house. The Invisible Children Screening is March 4 at 6 pm, Naaman’s big gym! Don’t forget. Flyer coming soon!

I had an amazing, odd dream that I was at the Invisible Children in San Diego, and I made friends with all the new interns immediately and we all were working together and planning extravagant, magical lobby days for the summer. Man, if only it came true. I can’t wait to hear back from them. The anxiety is stomach-twisting.
Speaking of IC, I have a meeting at Senator Cornyn’s office about IC and signing onto the LRA Disarmament Bill. I’m ecstatic! This will be my second meeting with a political figure to try to get this bill supported and passed. Shout out to Tiana for getting the meeting!

My father just told me that my car wreck earlier this year was 100% my fault. Even though the person didn’t have their headlights on at 10:30 pm and ran off after striking the right side of my car, it’s my fault, because I was making a left turn. Interesting conclusion, insurance people.
Family problems stink. It’s worse when it’s completely out of your control. I just pray, pray, pray that things will work out.

Everything to Nothing.

I’m sure most of you think after that last depressing blog, this one would be of a happier note.

WRONG. (Haha just joking, sort of).

So much shit keeps happening. I got in a car wreck on the 15th at night. Stupid asshole with no headlights on rammed into me and was cowardly enough to drive away. Hats off to you, Mr. Ballsy! Yeh since I made a left turn it was my fault, I admit it, but not having your lights on at 10:30 at night and driving away after hitting another vehicle makes you at fault too. Anyway, going to the body shop tomorrow to see the real damage, although my father already knows what they’ll say (almost got pillar damage, about two thousand dollars worth of damage and we’ll have it ready in a week). Things keep piling up, and it’s suffocating me. All I know is that everything happens for a reason. This is part of something bigger than me so I have to just accept it.

All Shook Up was brilliant, and everyone in it was just as awesome as I thought they’d be. It was so good, I saw it twice. It was nice being able to support my friends in something so cool after they’ve supported me with IC stuff.

Speaking of IC, I’ve been trying to organize another screening at school for The Legacy Tour, where victims of the civil war in Uganda will actually be on tour. I thought I could for sure get the auditorium. WRONG. Apparently it’s being used AT NIGHT for more theatre related things. So I will have to settle for the gym again. It’s better than nothing I suppose, but I really wanted to give the former child soldiers the best treatment possible. More shows are being planned, it’s just been hard to do with family problems going on.

I’ve become a current news freak. The glory of having a phone with internet capability isn’t the fact that I can use facebook or twitter, it’s being able to read the news and watching updates 24/7. I remember last Wednesday the 13th around 2 pm I read about the Haiti earthquake and the article said a few thousand dead. It then kept escalating and thankfully BBC knows how to report news unlike CNN, MSN or God forbid, Fox.

Why are plane tickets to Heathrow $1300 for the summer? I just want to see my family. I think it’s time to invest in a private jet.

Most important info of all: Aziz Ansari is a bonafied badass. End of story.