Talk about highs and lows
Well, school wasn't too bad today actually. Lunch was the best ever. I was kinda upset because Taylor was totally ignoring me and only talking to Brittany, but whatever, so I talked with Shaina and Morgan. Oh man, it was great. First of all, Shaina never sits at lunch so she was standing in front of Morgan and me with her Subway, attempting to put mustard (yuck) on it without putting anything down, and she kept dropping lettuce on my backpack, so I yelled at her for that...sarcastically of course. Then, she was holding the soda bottle cap in her hand and she dropped it, no one thought anything of it so she picked it up, but then she dropped it again and we all laughed at her because it looked like she was trying to jugle it...it was SOOOOO funny...guess you had to be there...but then I picked it up for her and she went to take it from me and it was a good thing that I didn't let go because all of a sudden she let go, which just made us laugh even more. And then she said that she was cold so she hugged her soda...I was like "HELLO!!! A COLD soda won't make you warmer." It was hilarious. English and spanish were lame, but not horrible. Work wasn't bad at all! Fr. Mike was back and we talked a little, he always makes me feel better. I was supposed to vacuum....yuck...but Cinco (the dog) came back and we aren't allowed to vacuum when she is there so yea...I got outta that. So then I came home and this guy imed me...but when I imed him back, it was his friend so we talked for a little...he was really nice. Not to mention that both of them are rather cute...hehe...anyways...so I was happy after all of this happened so I went to go do my hw that I had left...but then my brother called. So I talked to him, I couldn't tell him that I didn't want to talk to him because I knew it had to be important if HE called US...well...it is. He is going to Iraq on January 8th...I mean, sure it's great that he is going to be home for Christmas...and we better be too, but he is going to be gone for a year or more...which means he may miss graduation...he is for sure missing my birthday next year, that's no big deal, but still. I mean, it killed me freshman year when he was gone at bootcamp...I only survived because he wrote frequently and I got to talk to Tyler and Purdy and Taylor and such about it all, but who can I now without feeling horrible. Then I knew he was coming home, but this time he isn't just going to be in Minnesota, but on another continent! Not to mention in the worst place in Iraq. I held it together while I was on the phone with him because I knew that it would just make things worse if I broke, so I didn't. But once I gave the phone back to Dad and got to my room...the rain fell from my eyes like it is outside right now. I can't stand this...now I gotta go tell Purdy what's going on because she wants to know about it, due to the fact that she had him and liked him a lot, one of the few teachers...ha. So yea, that's just about everything. Hope you all had a better night than I did.
~Erika
~Erika