Fabulous Las Vegas=PB&J Sandwiches

Whoopsies. Haven't written in FOREVER.
Hmm......what's happen since the last time I wrote is my dad moved to Las Vegas, I am now in highschool, and yeah....that's about it.
Every time our family goes somewhere on vacation, my dad wants to move there.
Like when I was in 5th grade and we went to Las Vegas, my dad wanted to move and we almost did but didn't.
Then we went this past summer and my dad finally moved.
Which just leaves me, my mom, and my three bros all by ourselves.
It's not that hard without him.
I would have to say the worst thing about him being gone would be that my mom has to take care of us now.
My dad was the "stay-at-home-mom" so he was the one who cooked dinner, took us to school and/or practices for sports, that kind of stuff.
But now I have to cook dinner.
You're asking if I can cook? Well, let's just say that I've lost about 3 pounds in the past two weeks. That's how bad my cooking is.
We've sort of been surviving on PB & J sandwiches for the last couple of days.
But on the weekend my mom cooks for us so I try to eat as much as I can then.
High school, high school, high school. It's supposed to be the most memorable years of your life, or so they say.
It kind of sucks because none of my friends are in my classes which would be okay but the worst part is that none of them have the same lunch period with me so I have to sit with these 4 other girls.
They're nice, but we have absolutely NOTHING to talk about.
All we do is sit there and eat.
I try to bring up somehing to talk about but it dies quickly.
I don't even know two of their names. Bad Paulina!
Well, I'm getting yelled at from my bro to get off the computer so I g2g.
I will write when? Not even I even know. Ooooo, mysterious .