I've concluded that the whole internet is currently dead. OLC- dead. Famesters- dead. I'm the only person on right now. Normally there are at least a couple of people on Famesters, even if they're people I don't know. That way at least I feel like the internet isn't dead.

Realistically I shouldn't be here right now, either. My mom decided it would be a good idea to have a big 75th birthday party for my grandma, and although nobody's suppossed to be here for almost an hour, some of my crazy relatives are already here. The thing is, I can't stand my extended family. My grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins I'm okay with, but any more removed than that, it gets weird. My grandma had six sisters and a brother, so my extended family on that side is massive, and extremely crazy. One of her sisters is downstairs now, although I haven't made an appearance yet because my mom thinks I'm still doing my hair or something, but apparently the one that's currently downstairs covers up mirrors because she's afraid of them. Why? My family is insane. I really don't want to go downstairs until my best friend gets here. I'm making her come so there's someone here I can actually talk to besides my sister. Okay, I'm being semi- overdramatic. I can recognize that. My aunt and uncle are going to be here, although I don't know why because they're not related to the grandma whose birthday it is, and I can tolerate them. I actually like my aunt a lot. And then my mom's best friend's coming, and I like her, too. And my neighbors, they're alright. And my grandma, obviously. But do I really have to talk to the crazy distant relatives? We have a really big mirror in our living room... I wonder if my grandma's random sister is going to be afraid of that entire room? I wonder if my sister's going to be able to stop herself from carrying a compact around just to drive this lady insane? I wonder if I'm going to be able to actually talk to these people without going insane?

I want today to be over. Tomorrow should be good. Tomorrow I start my writing class that I think I went on about previously. Oh, no. I hear people downstairs. Might have to wrap this up. Crap, they're coming upstairs. Have to stop. Wish me luck. :)

Okay, forgot the title. So now I can add a bit to my rant. I met my grandmother's crazy sister. She doesn't seem that bad. She sort of looks like my grandma, oddly enough, and she was looking in a mirror, so I'm wondering if my parents made that story up. One of my grandma's other sisters is coming with my grandma, probably in half an hour or so. I've met her. She's... excessively annoying. Even my grandma says she's excessively annoying. Yippee. Oy. I should go downstairs soon. I just did, but then I realized I forgot lipgloss so I used that as my excuse to come back up here. I suppose I'll wait until my sister's ready.

I severely hope my mother doesn't introduce me with "she's on swim team" all freaking day. I hate swimming. I want more than anything else to quit this year. Pick a different quality to brag about. Or don't bother introducing me. I'm perfectly capable of introducing myself. Oh good, my grandma's here. Gotta go downstairs. I'll rant more later. We'll see how this goes.