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So.
Hi.
Entryyy.
Let's start here.
So school started on Tuesday. It's sunday, and I haven't been getting enough sleep. I've had to work every day since school started except the day school started and Friday. I don't get another day off until Wednesday. I need my sleep. My naps after school. I'm dying. I hate going to work, but I need the money. I don't hate work. I just hate going. I actually rather like my job. My manager's away right now.. On his honeymoon... With his husband. Um. So anyway, when he gets back I have to ask him to give me less hours. Because I'm dying. I don't need an extra forty or fifty dollars a week. I need sleep. And fun. At least I get Fridays off.
So I was working today. And my mom texted me. Yeah, she does that now. I dunno. Anyway, she texted me and told me that she and my sister and my father were all going to go over to my aunt's for dinner and whatever afterwards, and she asked me if I wanted to go over after I got out of work. I decided I should and stuff. So I went, we had some food that was all right, and my sister, my cousin (who hangs out with my sister all the time because they're the same age) went to Starbucks after dinner. I told my cousin to order for me, since she used to work there and she knows everything that's good, and I told her I wanted some kind of hot tea. She ordered me some chai tea with vanilla and blah blah other stuff. It was really good. So we got back, and there was a little fire, and smore stuff and all. So I sat there and I have no idea how we got on the topic, but I got into an argument.. Or discussion.. With my uncle and my father about killing convicts. Oh, I remember. Because I had a sweatshirt on, and I pulled it all close around my eyes, and someone made a dumb unibomber reference, so my dad asked if they killed him yet. So blah blah. My uncle told me that the bible says an eye for an eye and stuff. I told him that it was Hammurabi's code, not the bible, and my dad told me that the bible says it anyway. So I told them that the bible teaches redemption, as well. They told me that some people don't deserve redemption sometimes. I probably would have told them to piss off if I wasn't trying to make a respectful argument. I think I actually raised my voice a couple times. They told me I was naive and an idealist, and that I'd grow up to see that the world is far from perfect or whatever. I dunno.
So, school? It's kind of exciting so far, I guess. Being a senior is like... Fun? I don't know. It's kind of cool or something. Only everyone's all really mean to the freshmen for absolutely no reason. Because we're seniors and we're really powerful, I guess. All the freshmen in my Latin class are pretty scared of me.. Which I find funny. But I try to talk to them. But hell, I'd be scared of me when I was a freshman. I haven't fallen asleep at all during any of my classes yet so far. Of course, the first two days of school, I had elements before I left, and the second two days, I had big thingies of Green Tea all morning. Who knows how long I'll keep the whole staying awake thing up. But yeah, I guess school is like.. Y'know, it's school. There are more people I'd like to talk to.
But I don't have any classes with lots of people. Right now, at least.
I bought Tetris DS.
God I hate myself sometimes.
I feel I have a better grasp on life than lots of people a lot of the time.
Hmph.
I bought new headphones. They're pink, and they make me smile.
Because they work.
And they're pink.
On Wednesday, I have a free F block on day 2s, and I had nothing to do. So I went and was walking around for a while, and this one guidance counselor who I used to talk to who was back at Memorial school (fifth and sixth grade) because I was a pretty big loser was all "HEY" and so I went in her little office, and we talked for a little about me and and things and stuff, and she told me to come back to talk more. So on Friday I went back and we talked some more, which was really nice. She's a pretty cool guidance counselor, because she's into like.. Things that are really cool. She listens to Lightning Bolt, if that gives you any idea. And so, what we talked about on Friday was mostly about me as a person. She really knows me pretty well, since she and I talked a lot back when I was younger, and I guess she's seen me develop. I told her that I thought, if I met the me from four or five years ago, I, now, would not like the younger me. I said it was because I was just trying to sorta fit in, being really self conscious, and just be liked by people, and that I've realized now that it's lots better to just be awesome. Only, I didn't use those exact words. Especially the awesome part. So, she told me that, even when I was younger, I guess she saw me as ahead of the rest of the kids, because I had, in her words, a huge heart, blah blah blah, so I might like the old me. I just shrugged. Then we talked about my varying confidence level. I dunno. Overall, she told me that I was a pretty unique person, blah blah blah.. Um. I largely don't remember things, and I largely don't really care a lot about this part.
So, It's only eleven thirty. And I'm really tired.
I really wanted to play Okami tonight. Like, when I woke up, I was thinking like, wow, that'd be a great night. By the way, I woke up at Bryan's today. He came home from college, after only being there for a little over a week, and Heather threw a big surprise party for him. It was fun. I got him a shirt, a cup, some Nintendo mints, and grills. Like, for your teeth. I know. Amazing. So, it was cool to see Bryan again, being all college and things.
I'm almost positive I don't have much else to write.
I'm gonna go upstairs. And I have no idea when I'll fall asleep.
I have to work tomorrow.
Hi.
Entryyy.
Let's start here.
So school started on Tuesday. It's sunday, and I haven't been getting enough sleep. I've had to work every day since school started except the day school started and Friday. I don't get another day off until Wednesday. I need my sleep. My naps after school. I'm dying. I hate going to work, but I need the money. I don't hate work. I just hate going. I actually rather like my job. My manager's away right now.. On his honeymoon... With his husband. Um. So anyway, when he gets back I have to ask him to give me less hours. Because I'm dying. I don't need an extra forty or fifty dollars a week. I need sleep. And fun. At least I get Fridays off.
So I was working today. And my mom texted me. Yeah, she does that now. I dunno. Anyway, she texted me and told me that she and my sister and my father were all going to go over to my aunt's for dinner and whatever afterwards, and she asked me if I wanted to go over after I got out of work. I decided I should and stuff. So I went, we had some food that was all right, and my sister, my cousin (who hangs out with my sister all the time because they're the same age) went to Starbucks after dinner. I told my cousin to order for me, since she used to work there and she knows everything that's good, and I told her I wanted some kind of hot tea. She ordered me some chai tea with vanilla and blah blah other stuff. It was really good. So we got back, and there was a little fire, and smore stuff and all. So I sat there and I have no idea how we got on the topic, but I got into an argument.. Or discussion.. With my uncle and my father about killing convicts. Oh, I remember. Because I had a sweatshirt on, and I pulled it all close around my eyes, and someone made a dumb unibomber reference, so my dad asked if they killed him yet. So blah blah. My uncle told me that the bible says an eye for an eye and stuff. I told him that it was Hammurabi's code, not the bible, and my dad told me that the bible says it anyway. So I told them that the bible teaches redemption, as well. They told me that some people don't deserve redemption sometimes. I probably would have told them to piss off if I wasn't trying to make a respectful argument. I think I actually raised my voice a couple times. They told me I was naive and an idealist, and that I'd grow up to see that the world is far from perfect or whatever. I dunno.
So, school? It's kind of exciting so far, I guess. Being a senior is like... Fun? I don't know. It's kind of cool or something. Only everyone's all really mean to the freshmen for absolutely no reason. Because we're seniors and we're really powerful, I guess. All the freshmen in my Latin class are pretty scared of me.. Which I find funny. But I try to talk to them. But hell, I'd be scared of me when I was a freshman. I haven't fallen asleep at all during any of my classes yet so far. Of course, the first two days of school, I had elements before I left, and the second two days, I had big thingies of Green Tea all morning. Who knows how long I'll keep the whole staying awake thing up. But yeah, I guess school is like.. Y'know, it's school. There are more people I'd like to talk to.
But I don't have any classes with lots of people. Right now, at least.
I bought Tetris DS.
God I hate myself sometimes.
I feel I have a better grasp on life than lots of people a lot of the time.
Hmph.
I bought new headphones. They're pink, and they make me smile.
Because they work.
And they're pink.
On Wednesday, I have a free F block on day 2s, and I had nothing to do. So I went and was walking around for a while, and this one guidance counselor who I used to talk to who was back at Memorial school (fifth and sixth grade) because I was a pretty big loser was all "HEY" and so I went in her little office, and we talked for a little about me and and things and stuff, and she told me to come back to talk more. So on Friday I went back and we talked some more, which was really nice. She's a pretty cool guidance counselor, because she's into like.. Things that are really cool. She listens to Lightning Bolt, if that gives you any idea. And so, what we talked about on Friday was mostly about me as a person. She really knows me pretty well, since she and I talked a lot back when I was younger, and I guess she's seen me develop. I told her that I thought, if I met the me from four or five years ago, I, now, would not like the younger me. I said it was because I was just trying to sorta fit in, being really self conscious, and just be liked by people, and that I've realized now that it's lots better to just be awesome. Only, I didn't use those exact words. Especially the awesome part. So, she told me that, even when I was younger, I guess she saw me as ahead of the rest of the kids, because I had, in her words, a huge heart, blah blah blah, so I might like the old me. I just shrugged. Then we talked about my varying confidence level. I dunno. Overall, she told me that I was a pretty unique person, blah blah blah.. Um. I largely don't remember things, and I largely don't really care a lot about this part.
So, It's only eleven thirty. And I'm really tired.
I really wanted to play Okami tonight. Like, when I woke up, I was thinking like, wow, that'd be a great night. By the way, I woke up at Bryan's today. He came home from college, after only being there for a little over a week, and Heather threw a big surprise party for him. It was fun. I got him a shirt, a cup, some Nintendo mints, and grills. Like, for your teeth. I know. Amazing. So, it was cool to see Bryan again, being all college and things.
I'm almost positive I don't have much else to write.
I'm gonna go upstairs. And I have no idea when I'll fall asleep.
I have to work tomorrow.