Productive...or not?
At least I think I had a productive day. Some would probably wish to think otherwise. I woke up at 11:00 to find out that I really needed to clean my room. So, I did just that. I showered, for some reason I don't understand why. I was getting ready to get dirty anyway. But yes, on with the most pointless story on Livejournal. So yeah, I cleaned my room and got rid of a bunch of junk that realy needed to be tossed like 2 years ago. For some reason, I still had worksheets and notes from Anatomy and Physiology from 11th grade. That is sooo uncalled for. There was no need in holding on to that stuff for dear life like I did. I also found my anatomy project, which was a piece of shit. Needless to say, that is in the alley ready for the garbage men next week. I did a little bit of Wal*Marting, and attended a 4-H talent show. I do believe my day was productive, however, I wish I could go to Busch Gardens with my sister this weekend. Owell, she will have fun and I will have fun babysitting. Yeah...