Mondays suck.
Weekend was fun. We had a bonfire at Anne's on Friday and I actually made it to Homecoming on Saturday. (I almost didn't; Alex left the tickets at his house and we had to backtrack to get them.) I spent the night as well as Sunday with Alex, and now I'm at school, wishing I had more off-time
The lady of the main house at the farm I live on died Saturday morning. Mom took the day off today to go to the service.
I'm tired, I have allergies, and my ankle's sore. I wanna go hooooooooome.
Oh well; I'm sure a day of Spanish, I.S., mentorship, lunch, gov't, j-ism, math, and English will be boodles and bunches of fun, especially since I can't partake in any PDA with Alex whatsoever.
Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I hate Mondays.
The lady of the main house at the farm I live on died Saturday morning. Mom took the day off today to go to the service.
I'm tired, I have allergies, and my ankle's sore. I wanna go hooooooooome.
Oh well; I'm sure a day of Spanish, I.S., mentorship, lunch, gov't, j-ism, math, and English will be boodles and bunches of fun, especially since I can't partake in any PDA with Alex whatsoever.
Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I hate Mondays.