Procrastinating...
Wow, today was special...
I woke up very bitter...had no reason to be, but I was. Everything sucked just because I was grumpy today. Biology was absolutely horrid...chemistry: I nod at the teacher when he babbles on and on pretending to understand though I do not comprehend a word coming out of his mouth. LUNCH...lunch was good, I guess. Lynda threw crums at me...I got cookies for me and Andrea...Jamie came down at the end of lunch...that's about it. Beginning Winds was the return of the bitterness...Merideth was not present and she was supposed to accompany me for my solo in fifth...Mrs. Gillard did it for me...I got her a card, but I don't know what to buy her for a "Thanks for saving my butt" gift...hmm. Fifth was good...it's always good, I don't enjoy the class that much, but I enjoy the company of about half the class. That's about it school-wise. Poor Zakota had to listen to ANOTHER one of my complainy rampages after school...I need help with the complaining...I'm beginning to bug myself. Atleast I'm not completely miserable anymore though...
I cannot seem to find CITRIC ACID anywhere...it is non-existant in stores! I need it to build my BATH BOMB!!! I'm actually researching ESTERS right now so I can start the production of my bath bomb tomorrow in class...great fun. Oh...and Thursday I am going to Harmony for lunch with Jamie and some people...greater fun! Can't wait. Apparantly Ashley Weedmark (sp???) wants Jamie to skip (and me...I'm a drag along I guess) to go to the beach next week...definitely wanting to do that...one problem: I don't have a bathing suit top...oy. I think I may wear my old one with a little shirt on top. That's IF I go...
SO, today (and two other days of the week) is dialysis day for my grandma...my phone rang and it was from a payphone...my mom picks up and it's my papa calling from the hospital...I start silently freaking out thinking that something happened to my grandma ONCE AGAIN. Finally, after like a 5 minute phone conversation, my mom tells me that they got a flat tire at the hospital and MY PAPA CHANGED THE TIRE IN THE BLISTERING HEAT (not good...he is old and also in bad shape) and ended up locking the car keys IN THE CAR...so my mom had to go to their house and get the spare key. Atleast it wasn't what I thought the phone call was about.
It seems that I cannot write these blasted journals without making a gigantic essay...SORRY (if anyone actually read this...)! I don't feel as cranky anymore, if that matters! Anyway, I am off to brush the cat and clean the house! Oodles of fun............................
I woke up very bitter...had no reason to be, but I was. Everything sucked just because I was grumpy today. Biology was absolutely horrid...chemistry: I nod at the teacher when he babbles on and on pretending to understand though I do not comprehend a word coming out of his mouth. LUNCH...lunch was good, I guess. Lynda threw crums at me...I got cookies for me and Andrea...Jamie came down at the end of lunch...that's about it. Beginning Winds was the return of the bitterness...Merideth was not present and she was supposed to accompany me for my solo in fifth...Mrs. Gillard did it for me...I got her a card, but I don't know what to buy her for a "Thanks for saving my butt" gift...hmm. Fifth was good...it's always good, I don't enjoy the class that much, but I enjoy the company of about half the class. That's about it school-wise. Poor Zakota had to listen to ANOTHER one of my complainy rampages after school...I need help with the complaining...I'm beginning to bug myself. Atleast I'm not completely miserable anymore though...
I cannot seem to find CITRIC ACID anywhere...it is non-existant in stores! I need it to build my BATH BOMB!!! I'm actually researching ESTERS right now so I can start the production of my bath bomb tomorrow in class...great fun. Oh...and Thursday I am going to Harmony for lunch with Jamie and some people...greater fun! Can't wait. Apparantly Ashley Weedmark (sp???) wants Jamie to skip (and me...I'm a drag along I guess) to go to the beach next week...definitely wanting to do that...one problem: I don't have a bathing suit top...oy. I think I may wear my old one with a little shirt on top. That's IF I go...
SO, today (and two other days of the week) is dialysis day for my grandma...my phone rang and it was from a payphone...my mom picks up and it's my papa calling from the hospital...I start silently freaking out thinking that something happened to my grandma ONCE AGAIN. Finally, after like a 5 minute phone conversation, my mom tells me that they got a flat tire at the hospital and MY PAPA CHANGED THE TIRE IN THE BLISTERING HEAT (not good...he is old and also in bad shape) and ended up locking the car keys IN THE CAR...so my mom had to go to their house and get the spare key. Atleast it wasn't what I thought the phone call was about.
It seems that I cannot write these blasted journals without making a gigantic essay...SORRY (if anyone actually read this...)! I don't feel as cranky anymore, if that matters! Anyway, I am off to brush the cat and clean the house! Oodles of fun............................