why did i even wake up?

My mother woke me up this morning because I'm supposed to ski. I'm supposed to be at the shack ("CMAC shack": where the different levels meet at different times in the morning for pre-training pep talks) at 8:10. It's 8:04 as I write this. I woke up and went HEYYULL NAW I'm not waking up this morning. Slept badly, yuck. So I went downstairs and told my parents I didn't feel up to it. Which earned me a lecture from a certain Mr. Jose Gaitan, "You're not serious about skiing, I'm not going to pay for it!", to which I adamantly argued, "I've been skiing sick for the past five days, give me a break." I won.
But then I couldn't get back to sleep. FML.
I'm thinking about eating some breakfast...
I'll be updating this as the day goes on, as I'll be home all freaking day. I think. Maybe I can find an Enumclaw buddy to hang out with, as long as I'm not down there. Except, if I'm not well enough to ski then I probably wouldn't be allowed to hang out with someone.
What the fuck. So I'm unofficially grounded because I "rode in cars with people" on Halloween. Hallo-fucking-ween. I don't even remember telling anyone that I rode in cars with anyone. I didn't even know I wasn't allowed to ride in cars with anyone. Namely boys/Preston. But they didn't know about Preston then. Hell, I hardly knew about Preston then. Whatever.
I want some fucking oatmeal. Unnecessary profanity.

It's 1:12. Boy, I have the most killer mood swings.
I just took a shower and I'm kind of grouchy and I'm hoping to God that I can go to Ali's tonight with Kay. I need to see both of them. I need to talk to people. I need to see Zach or someone.
Feck. Panic meet the preeessssssssss.
Wow, I've been listening to A Fever You Can't Sweat Out by Panic! at the Disco for the past couple days. Reminds me of Greece, the summer before 8th grade. Kay came on the boat with my parents and I that summer and we took the boat from Corfu, Greece to Marmaris, Turkey. The whole way we listened to my little first generation iPod Shuffle, which only contained about 98 songs, mostly Green Day or Children of Bodom. Haha. But Fever was on there too. When we were on Ithaca, Kay and I sung at the top of our lungs, every single song. I miss that.
I am going to get dressed and fanaggle my father into letting me down to Enumclaw now.