Saturday, January 30, 2010

Frustrated

Today I woke pretty early. Around 8. My sister was already eager to play Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of The New World. I don't blame her, the plot has me hooked too. I'll likely have to play through it again by myself to really get even more enjoyment out of the game as we're pushing through it pretty quickly, as is normal for your first time through a game.

I really can not remember much about what I did today really. About mid-day we stopped playing Symphonia and my mom and I played Nancy Drew: White Wolf of Icicle Creek. It was pretty fun at first and we all laughed together but it quickly became frustrating though by this point my mom wanted to get a bath and I certainly didn't want to go on without her so Leighanna and I resumed playing Symphonia.

Dinner was sort of a disaster. We were going to cook some catfish nuggets but found out they weren't breaded and needed to be thawed before cooking, so we became frustrated with that and put it into the refrigerator to thaw. We pulled out a Bertolli Shrimp Scampi dinner from the freezer and decided to cook that although my mom worried if it would be good since it was so icy. When we got it cooking it smelled pretty good although when we ate it my mom disliked the texture of the shrimp and I was not impressed with the flavor. I added some lemon juice to mine which made it tons better but it was far from exquisite. My mom and I have agreed we will never buy that ever. This one we had been given by a friend.

Leighanna and I returned to playing Symphonia again and played it until nearly 2 in the morning. I felt bad though cause when I checked my phone, Tyler had called me 20 times and left a text and voicemails expressing how worried he was. I don't blame him. I usually talk to him sooner but my sis and I just got too into the game. I managed to get a hold of him and everything is fine now.

Well I'm finally heading to bed. Goodnight.

Note: This post was completely and totally written the next morning but I wanted to write it in the sense that I was writing it the day that it happened.

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