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I feel terribly weird.
In a sense I'm happy, but at the same time, I feel so lost. I mean, my relationship is FINE, just to point out I'm sure this has nothing to do with it.
I'm slowly starting to get use to going to bed around 9 or 10. Usually I seem to wake up feeling better and such and sometimes I eat a really small breakfast, usually cereal, a sandwich and maybe some milk or orange juice.
And then school? Who could ask for a better schedule, the only part I hate about it is the fact I only get to see Ronald, in the morning, after 1st, after 2nd, after 3rd, before 6th, before 7th and afterwards. But it tends to go by pretty fast.
I usually sit with Harley, Raini, Margeau, Sarah, Erin, Scott, Joel, and Morgan at lunch. And I think I've learned that 3rd lunch, you REALLY shouldn't wait until the line goes down. Because the lunch ladies tend to run out of food, I found that out the hard way the first day.
But besides that.. science is still the same, but I have Keyboarding two. Not one, two.
I mean, yea I'm a pretty good typer, sure.
My only problem seems to be I can never keep my fingers on the home keys and I manage to use all the keys with my index, middle and ring fingers, I hardly ever use my pinky, and my right thumb is the only one that uses the space bar. And my left pinky usually uses the shift key.
But I mean, hell as long as I can type, I don't see why it would matter.. right?
Mrs. Barnett seemed pretty cool anyways.. she calls me by my nickname and I think she's the only teacher I have that really knows anything about it. I was planning on just using my nickname next year anyways.
I hate band class more and more everyday.
I found out the pads in my saxophone are messed up, which is why it's nearly impossible for me to play on it anyways. And now Morgan, the fucking bastard, changed to Oboe. So I'm the only tenor sax.
And then Computer Solutions...
Mrs. Dalton seems a bit.. er.
I'm not going to say something mean, I'm just trying to think of a good word.
Uh, spacey... maybe?
I didn't like the fact she was one of those teachers who went around and wanted to ask everyone something about themselves... but I was in the back right beside her, so I don't think that many people were paying attention anyways.
I've been eating less lately too. Not on purpose and I'm saying that honestly.
The other night dad wanted to go to Parker's and I said I'd rather stay home because I had a feeling I'd be disappointed by the food if I went there. Of course, I was right, they weren't exactly full when they came back and had to fix themselves some sandwiches.
I ate a small bowl of grapes and some had a little bit of lemonade.
...weird much?
Then.. today for lunch, I had a two tuna sandwiches and a few chips and some milk.
And then we went to this resturant, which need I say felt like it was two hours away...
Their steak wasn't the best in the world... it was way too chewy for my tastes...
I only ate my fries and a really small salad and a butterfinger from the store they had in front.
And now I'm here, having taken a warm shower.. and now I'm ferkin' cold.
We went and bought a lawn mower today too.. the old ones engine blew up.
Literally... that or it landed in someones yard and we didn't see it. There was no engine left whatsoever.
So we bought this nice lawn mower...
and dad was like, "Now I KNOW something is going to happen soon and I'm going to wish I hadn't of done that."
And I said, "If you don't think like that, something won't happen."
This makes me want to go back to work even more...
I remember when I use to ask my dad for stuff all the time. When I had my money in the back, I got to the point where I would buy things for myself and even him sometimes.
He wanted a crock-pot awhile back and I told him to show me the one he wanted.. he did and I bought it for him. He said his was getting old anyways.
He said he'd help me buy a car too.
I'm assuming a used Scion is going to cost around 15000...
I was going to pay for 10000 of it.. or 2/3 of whatever the price.
...anyways.
HAHA. Look! Michelle just babbled her mind out endlessly. How cool is that? :)
I had nothing better to do with my time though.
<3mishee.
In a sense I'm happy, but at the same time, I feel so lost. I mean, my relationship is FINE, just to point out I'm sure this has nothing to do with it.
I'm slowly starting to get use to going to bed around 9 or 10. Usually I seem to wake up feeling better and such and sometimes I eat a really small breakfast, usually cereal, a sandwich and maybe some milk or orange juice.
And then school? Who could ask for a better schedule, the only part I hate about it is the fact I only get to see Ronald, in the morning, after 1st, after 2nd, after 3rd, before 6th, before 7th and afterwards. But it tends to go by pretty fast.
I usually sit with Harley, Raini, Margeau, Sarah, Erin, Scott, Joel, and Morgan at lunch. And I think I've learned that 3rd lunch, you REALLY shouldn't wait until the line goes down. Because the lunch ladies tend to run out of food, I found that out the hard way the first day.
But besides that.. science is still the same, but I have Keyboarding two. Not one, two.
I mean, yea I'm a pretty good typer, sure.
My only problem seems to be I can never keep my fingers on the home keys and I manage to use all the keys with my index, middle and ring fingers, I hardly ever use my pinky, and my right thumb is the only one that uses the space bar. And my left pinky usually uses the shift key.
But I mean, hell as long as I can type, I don't see why it would matter.. right?
Mrs. Barnett seemed pretty cool anyways.. she calls me by my nickname and I think she's the only teacher I have that really knows anything about it. I was planning on just using my nickname next year anyways.
I hate band class more and more everyday.
I found out the pads in my saxophone are messed up, which is why it's nearly impossible for me to play on it anyways. And now Morgan, the fucking bastard, changed to Oboe. So I'm the only tenor sax.
And then Computer Solutions...
Mrs. Dalton seems a bit.. er.
I'm not going to say something mean, I'm just trying to think of a good word.
Uh, spacey... maybe?
I didn't like the fact she was one of those teachers who went around and wanted to ask everyone something about themselves... but I was in the back right beside her, so I don't think that many people were paying attention anyways.
I've been eating less lately too. Not on purpose and I'm saying that honestly.
The other night dad wanted to go to Parker's and I said I'd rather stay home because I had a feeling I'd be disappointed by the food if I went there. Of course, I was right, they weren't exactly full when they came back and had to fix themselves some sandwiches.
I ate a small bowl of grapes and some had a little bit of lemonade.
...weird much?
Then.. today for lunch, I had a two tuna sandwiches and a few chips and some milk.
And then we went to this resturant, which need I say felt like it was two hours away...
Their steak wasn't the best in the world... it was way too chewy for my tastes...
I only ate my fries and a really small salad and a butterfinger from the store they had in front.
And now I'm here, having taken a warm shower.. and now I'm ferkin' cold.
We went and bought a lawn mower today too.. the old ones engine blew up.
Literally... that or it landed in someones yard and we didn't see it. There was no engine left whatsoever.
So we bought this nice lawn mower...
and dad was like, "Now I KNOW something is going to happen soon and I'm going to wish I hadn't of done that."
And I said, "If you don't think like that, something won't happen."
This makes me want to go back to work even more...
I remember when I use to ask my dad for stuff all the time. When I had my money in the back, I got to the point where I would buy things for myself and even him sometimes.
He wanted a crock-pot awhile back and I told him to show me the one he wanted.. he did and I bought it for him. He said his was getting old anyways.
He said he'd help me buy a car too.
I'm assuming a used Scion is going to cost around 15000...
I was going to pay for 10000 of it.. or 2/3 of whatever the price.
...anyways.
HAHA. Look! Michelle just babbled her mind out endlessly. How cool is that? :)
I had nothing better to do with my time though.
<3mishee.