I want to run away

So, I was going to wait until I could upload my pictures to blog, but I don't really know where my cord went, and since I'm procrastinating anyway, I thought I'd say something about my weekend. Saturday was fun. Kind of. I went to work at 9:30 am, and by my estimates, fried about 1,000 hot dogs. That's right, we deep fat fried them. Macey's was selling them for 10 cents each, so we had a lot. Except I had to keep calling Yvonne to tell her we needed more hot dogs. Or more buns. Yeah, great fun. But, I was in the back the whole time, and I didn't have to deal with stupid customers, so that was happy. (Note: I do like dealing with smart customers. You know, the ones that realize you can only go so fast, you're only human, and you can't help everyone at once. Also: the ones that know you can make mistakes, and don't yell at me when I do. /rant) Well, I finally got off about 5:45, and when I got home I raced upstairs and took a quick shower, then it was off to the Jon Schmidt concert. I meet up with two friends: Liz and Elizabeth. They're awesome. Really. Jon Schmidt is a genious. Really. If I had money, I'd buy his music. And, he's coming out with a new CD. How awesome! And, his son opened for him. Sweet! There was also this celloist who played with him, Steven Nelson. Amazing. I really need more music money. After the concert we all went back to Elizabeths apartment and had hot chocolate (excpet me, I had a banana. At work, about all I had was peanut m&ms, dr. pepper, and ice cream). We also played 5 Crowns with random people who were also in her apartment. Some of them might have been Elizabeths roommates. Who knows? (oh, and her roommate gave the opening prayer at the concert, how cool is that? And some guy in her ward actually played during the concert. He was actually invited by Jon up to the stage. And some other guy in her ward was M.C. Yeah, she's that awesome) Um, then Sunday sucked. A lot. I don't really know how to explain it, other than saying I blew up at my family twice (I really am sorry about that, it has nothing to do with them), and it was not pretty. Although I might have a solution, it won't be pretty either. In fact, I think this semester officially sucks more than last semester (and that's saying something). Oh, and I'm having difficulties with my Wales application. That's not helping anything either. Maybe I'll just run away this summer anyway. Even if I don't get into Wales, I need to get away. There's too much here. Maybe I'll take up my mom's offer to ship me off to England.