So, if you read the last post, you would know that I am working on Camp NaNoWriMo. And yes, it is still kicking my ass. The reason is sheer laziness, but that is not the only dramatic moment. Oh, no, I have had the craziest and wildest rides of my life this past week.
Thursday (previous): I told my dad a secret. A secret for him. My brother was coming over here to surprise my dad and I spilled the beans. The reactions? Daddy=angry, hurt, and sad because he doesn’t usually get surprises and I just ruined it for him. Me=terrible, I hate that I can be an immature idiot like that at times.
Friday(previous): Still feel terrible.
Saturday(previous): Nope, no change. Still terrible.
Sunday: Better. My fiance’ and I go to an appointment for our cake, booked the event, and went to a party. Had fun playing with my best friend’s “nephew” and went mini golfing.
Monday: Waiting for my period to happen. Took a test for shits and giggles… PREGNANT. Naturally everyone is freaking out.
Tuesday: Retook the test. Still PREGNANT.
Wednesday-Thursday: Honestly can’t remember. Still going through the shock.
Friday: Got married early.
Saturday: Picked up my brother.
Sunday: Well, here I am. Oh boy, crazy week.
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