I hate winter.
Being the good person I am, I grudgingly agreed to shovel snow today. So after school I shoveled for a good hour! It was ridiculous to extremes. I'm going to be in so much pain tomorrow. It's really ridiculous to assume that I would even shovel snow in the first place. I mean come on, can you really imagine me doing domestic chores? Especially ones that require physical labour? It's a bit much. We do have an excellent shovel however, though it sort of lost its charm after the first time I ever used it about 7 years ago. (Yes my child abusing parents forced me to shovel when I was ten years old.) Brianne came over and I challenged her to try to move the thick wet snow, but she decided it wasn't for her, blaming it entirely on my magical shovel. She was then quickly on her way. I've decided I thoroughly like having friends in the neighbourhood, though it's still quite a bizarre concept for me to be able to walk to a friend's house. It's great though because you can get to juicy gossip much quicker if the phone just isn't good enough.
Anyway, I had quite the day at school today. It kills me that people don't come to school due to the weather. I've noticed Mme. Hemming is never ever there when the weather sucks. She is not setting a good example. This is besides the point of course. So after my very amusing weekend, I decided I could no longer avoid the inevitable and I would have to face my fears. After talking to a certain person named Sarah however (I'll leave her last name out, and leave something to the imagination) things went wrong. She decided to talk to this individual that I was avoiding and told him not to smother me and to give me time, therefore implying that I'm interested?! So after talking to him after school I wasn't able to get the message across that I indeed am not interested in getting involved, because Sarah somehow drilled it into his head that all I needed was time. Uh oh. On the bright side, he is having a shindig on Friday, but I guess I should straighten things out before he gets anymore wrong ideas.
Anyway, I had quite the day at school today. It kills me that people don't come to school due to the weather. I've noticed Mme. Hemming is never ever there when the weather sucks. She is not setting a good example. This is besides the point of course. So after my very amusing weekend, I decided I could no longer avoid the inevitable and I would have to face my fears. After talking to a certain person named Sarah however (I'll leave her last name out, and leave something to the imagination) things went wrong. She decided to talk to this individual that I was avoiding and told him not to smother me and to give me time, therefore implying that I'm interested?! So after talking to him after school I wasn't able to get the message across that I indeed am not interested in getting involved, because Sarah somehow drilled it into his head that all I needed was time. Uh oh. On the bright side, he is having a shindig on Friday, but I guess I should straighten things out before he gets anymore wrong ideas.