Who Am I Quiz Answers

Name: None of your business.
Age: 16
Height: 5’7? I'm not sure.
Relationship status: Crushing.
Birthday: April 6th.
Favorite color: Black and Pink.
Favorite bands: Big Time Rush.
Last song listened: A preview of "Windows Down" by Big Time Rush.
Favorite movie: Alvin And The Chipmunks. They are ADORABLE.
Last movie watched: oh gosh, I have no clue.
Favorite book: Probably "Speak".
Last book read: Some stupid book in English class.
# of siblings: 0
# of pets: 0
Best school subject: Surprisingly Math, even though I hate it.
Mac or PC? PC
Cell phone type: I have the crappiest phone ever.
Current shirt color: Yellow.
Gamer? Yep.
Day or night? Day.
Summer or winter? Winter. I hate warm weather.
Most-visited website? Tumblr
Celebrity crushes: JAMES MASLOW ♥♥♥♥ (he's my husband) and Logan Henderson.

Crazy.

What a last couple of weeks it's been. I'm laying in bed right now thinking about everything and I can't get back to sleep because once I start thinking, I can't stop.

My grandma had a party last night because her sister that lives halfway across the country came back for the first time in 20-something years. Guess who had a totally unexpected breakdown?
Me.

All of the sudden I just started crying and two of my aunts and my mom were sitting at the same table as me. I can't explain how much I hate crying in front of people. I don't want people to feel sympathy for me. I don't want attention. My aunt came over and hugged me for about a minute. My mom sat there and said "she gets emotional." Whatever I guess.

At that point I wanted to go home because I felt bad for just randomly crying like that, plus I couldn't stop feeling like I was going to cry.

About an hour later, my mom finally said that we should go home since it's been such a long day (I'll get to that later). She decided to stop though and go in an area where three of my aunts and my grandma were and I was tearing up again. She talked to them for probably twenty minutes, and I just stood there trying to stare at something away from everyone so they wouldnt see me cry and ask me what's wrong, because then I'd really let it out. My grandma kept trying to talk to me and my aunt kept saying how proud she is of me, and I just stood there looking away from them giving them one word responses. I feel like a complete b**** for that, but I didn't want to breakdown again in front of everyone.

We finally started walking to the car, and I was uncontrollably crying. My mom looked at me and I told her "I have no idea why I'm crying, I just can't stop." We went home and I cried for about an hour more. I think the reason why I cried is because when you've been holding so much in for over a year, it's eventually going to force itself out whether you like it or not.

Yesterday was an extremely long day. WWE Smackdown (wrestling) is coming here so I went down at about 7:45 a.m. and stood in line for two hours waiting to get tickets.

After we did that, we did the usual shopping and lunch thing that happens every Saturday, then we visited my grandma in the nursing home, then we went to my other grandma's party. I'm exhausted. Today I'm doing nothing except lounging around the house and relaxing.

I almost forgot to mention, a week from tomorrow I'm leaving on a trip halfway across the country (not telling you where so you can't stalk me). I'll be gone for two weeks, but if I find Wi-Fi or computer access, I might blog.