Oi! Where to start, where to start...

Ok, so! On Friday, I had Ali, Luc, Neaera, Kate and Alan over at my house. It was fun, we sat in the basement for a while and later (the majority of us) went up to look at pictures of fencing camp and such. Neaera stayed over for the night, and in the morning we just sat around being our usual lazy selves. That is, until she started feeling sick and went home. Ah yes! And my mom called while she was there. Our conversation was as follows:

Mom: Hi!!
Me, Sister and Dad: Hey!
Mom: Hi!!!
Us: Hello :)
Mom: Eep, HIIII!
Us: Erm...hello...
Mom: I MISS YOU SO MUCH! PARIS IS SO BORING WITHOUT YOU! EVERY TIME I SEE A TEENAGER I WANT TO HUG THEM!
Us: We miss you too mom...
(later)
Mom: So, how's piano doing? How much do you practice every day?!
Me: Mom, do we HAVE to have this conversation every time we talk, even when you're all the way in Paris?
Sis, dad: Yeah...please...
Mom: *silence* ...(full of horror) Is there something wrong with the piano?!
(still later)
Me: (Talking about friends, or something)
Mom: Who are you dating??
Me: Erm...wha?
Mom: Who are you going out with?
Me: I... No one! O.o
Mom: No, seriously.
Me: MOM, I'm NOT going out with anyone...
Mom: What about you, Noura?
Sis: No one...
Mom: Ok, well tell me when you do date someone! I don't want to be left out just because I'm all the way over here... And tell me when Naila dates someone, too!
Sis: Ok
Mom: ...Unless, is she already dating someone?
Me: *Aaaah* *hangs up*
(Don't worry, I later picked up the phone again to rejoin the conversation at a better time. :P)

After Neaera left I homeworked, and later Will and I went to the Broadway Cafe for supper. And I watched him sit there with top hat on head, stabbing icky olives and distributing them on his left over food while he waited for me to finish my food. It's so amusing to watch an 18-year-old play with his food...Kind of cute, too. :P

Today I had piano in the morning. I adore my piano teacher, but I don't think I'll ever be able to properly please her with my piano-ness. Why? Because she thinks I should practice two hours a day, at least. Then she also says I should practice every piece for at least an hour, plus technical stuff. That's over 7 hours a day. Not even the SYO have to practice that much... They only have to practice 3 hours a week (Correct me if I'm wrong, Phaydra?)

Anyway, it was still ok. I was feeling quite good about piano after my hour of piano, actually. Until my dad came down.
Dad: (To piano teacher) You do know that Naila's having a two-hour lesson today?
Me: WHAT?!?!
Dad: From now on, you're getting a two-hour lesson every week.
Teacher: Oh! She not sick? (She's Russian, and can't speak English well)
Dad: No, she's not sick.
Teacher: Oh, but she sick, no?
Dad: No.
Teacher: No, good! We practice technical for hour!
Me: *musters up the evilest glare ever and shoots it at dad*

But oh well, I forgive him. Though next week, I will be probably be quite unhappy about it, again.

Ironic, though, how just an hour before that he was telling me not to walk around with bare feet because I was sick, and when I said I was fine he said, "No, Naila, you're sick! You scared me so much with your coughing fits yesterday!"

The rest of the afternoon was used up with homework and printing piano music for the Dresden Dolls. Strange how I'm so enthousiastic to play piano when it comes to Dresden Dolls. Not that I don't like my other pieces. I just need something new, and it's thrilling to be able to play something from a band you love. Not to mention I can sing along to my piano playing. Which sounds horrible, I'm sure, but it's good fun.

After supper Luc came over. Andrew H wanted to hang out sometime this weekend, and first I said maybe all of us could do something together. (Andrew, Luc and I). But then I reconsidered, and it sounds mean to Andrew but I felt like just seeing Luc alone (Don't worry Ali - Just as friends). Because I hardly ever hang out with just him, it's always him and the rest of my fencer friends (those freaks. That I adore. :P) So, as mean as it may be, I decided to be honest with Andrew and said I'd just like to hang out with Luc today, and that maybe Andrew and I could do something during the week? I think didn't quite take it as well as I was hoping he would, and I did feel guilty, but, I didn't want to lie.

Anyway, seeing Luc was fun, we saw Anchorman (which is indeed a silly movie, but fairly amusing anyway).

And that brings me to my current situation. I'm sitting here sipping on a hot lemony drink for my cold, which my dad surely added lots of honey to, but that didn't do much about the sourness. It's still good though. Just very vitaminy, and it tastes that way, too.

I'm going to go to bed, though I doubt I'll end up sleeping right away. I'll probably read my lurvely book and then wait for some happifying person to sign on.

And then school tomorrow. What *fun*...

Love love,
Naila