visiting relatives house

Date: 5/17/2016

- there was a rollercoaster ride and i almost fell down - i donated to a lot of charity programs bc i wanted to feel good/bc it was a good way to use my moms credit card/there were rewards too - i remember wearing my high school's baseball team jacket and it was so comfy and looked better than all the jackets they actually have irl (grey, blue lines spread through it, school logo on chest and written on hood) - i was supposed to shower but there was only one bathroom upstairs. my mom used that bathroom and said that i have to use the bathroom downstairs. i was kind of stalling bc there was someone cute (like martin jones cute!!!) downstairs. i gathered my clothes and stuff and i also brought my speaker bc i wanted to give the impression that i listen to music in the shower (and i rarely ever do irl). the bathroom ended up being a single shower in a (sort of) public room?? it sort of looked like a living room w a shower in it. i started undressing but then there was one of my cousins that just barged in (no door) and then i was like what the freak?? i'm undressing! and i started getting angry when more of my cousins went in and they were so clueless. i started shouting at them bc i needed to shower and my cousins were still hanging around. my dad told me it was こんにちは day and i was like? that doesn't make sense. anyways he went on my computer and checked to see if i made the cheerleading team (i have no idea what crossed my mind..), me and my cousins showed off our dance moves (mine was so extra..) and then i told my dad i didn't want to hear if i made it or not bc i kinda do those things alone and having an audience sort of makes me anxious. he told me i made it and i was like huh... cool. - i was still fuming about the whole shower thing and my parents asked me whats wrong and i told them i didnt want to be here and i wanted to go to places far like europe or asia or even the east coast and even though i knew we were going to sf in a couple of days (that ones true) i felt like it wasnt enough and i just wanted to leave for a long time - a pizza guy came and at this point i didnt care abt ppl coming in the room. he brought some big pizzas and i was like cool i'm ready. but then my brother was like "but it's vietnamese pizza and it tastes bad" i tasted a pepperoni and i wasnt that bad..