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I just wrote a lot in response to Ashley's entry, so I'm in the writing mood. Which is good because I have lots of writing to do for school tomorrow.
My grandpa's getting remarried. He told us a while ago, but I don't think it was official before. Now it is; he called when I wasn't home and told my dad. My dad said we're not coming to the wedding. I don't know how I feel about him getting married again, but I want to go to the wedding. I have a car. The wedding's on a weekend. I could drive the 13+ hours to get there, stay for a day or two, and drive back. I wish I could go; I know I won't.
I feel a little better knowing that two guys were arrested in our neighborhood. Since late summer (as far as we know), people have been peeking into houses around here. My neighbors have seen them walking around our house, but never called the cops. Others have seen them elsewhere, but have acted dumb about it... turning on their lights and going outside with a hammer, or as my mom did, walked onto the porch and yelled at them to go away while they were still in their car. Anyway, a neighbor saw cops outside Sunday morning at 2am, arresting people: one guy was at our neighbors and the other was two or three houses down. My dad, I guess, called the cops to see if that was what happened, and it was. I feel a little safer. Plus, the cops said that a bunch of unmarked cop cars sit around in our neighborhood to watch, meaning I have to watch my speeding now.
Speaking of, I almost hit my dad going to school today. He was coming home, and he was on his motorcycle, which makes it even worse. I cut the corner short like usual and just like everyone else. But as I was turning left, I was looking right... toward the dead end, checking for a cop (that's where they've hid before when people make complaints about shit in the neighborhood). So I was accused of not watching where I was going, driving too fast, not slowing down before turning, and cutting a corner. At least I wasn't texting like I usual do right when I get into my car. "You could have killed me. If you're going to keep driving like this, I'm taking the car way." Haha. The reason I was kind of in a hurry: I had to make it to McDonald's to get coffee before getting Taylor. How predictable.
I've gotten a better grip with school. I'm still behind in some classes, and if I'm not behind, I procrastinate like crazy. The stress management class is helping a lot... It's only one day a week, and we basically go over general stuff: time management, adapting to college, and study skills. I know most of the stuff she's telling us. But now I'm actually listening to it and it's helping a lot.
It's almost 8pm. I said I've give myself an hour to screw around, and that time's up.