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I wasn't going to update, because ... I didn't want to. [I am now suffering from lack of comments]. But I should.
So: news.
My uncle died at 2 this morning, soo...
- I can't give anyone a ride on Saturday, because my mom is going to his funeral and not that activity
- I don't think I can go to your school thursday, Tas, because I might have babysit because my mom is flying out to Washington for said uncle's funeral, and our life is hectic and it always get more so when my mom leaves [just look at our week when she went to France... can you say chaos?]
- My mom also can't take part in driving Friday, for riding
Let me know what problems that arises. And I can do absolutely nothing about it.
[I don't know why I bothered saying that. I just feel bad that I'm so inconveniant to everyone].
In other news:
- I hate school
- People in hallways need to be me considerate
- Gym is pointless
- Emily is dropping Spanish
- I have no friends, but I do have problems, most of which are unexplainable, and "unique"
- I have no free time at school to decorate my locker, and it now consists of one newspaper clipping [of Sam and Frodo], one note from Jen [she wrote it last year], one picture of me and Jen at her graduation, and one Return of the King advertisement, also clipped from the newspaper. The bottom of my locker, however, is full of pictures that are waiting to be hung up. [As well as some scissors and tape that we, ah, borrowed [withot permisson] from the art classroom].
- My day got off to a bad start when I slept in, then Annie and I didn't tell Sister Rickett which exit to take, and got stuck in traffic, and I was worried I was going to be late for English class, and remembered I had no lunch. Then it got better when I was on time for English, and found some money in my jacket pocket. It got worse when I went to psych and got an assignment, got better with a fire drill during math, was fun during lunch, then just went downhill. Even though I like my history teacher. Then it got worse when I came home to find that my uncle had died, and my brother was still sick.
I'm in a strangely peaceful mood, but I want yesterday's happinness back. I'd tell you guys to try to make me happy, but I won't, becuse it probably wouldn't work, and I doubt anyone is reading this, and if they are, they wouldn't bother anyway.
I am also currently debating Saturday. I really can't figure out what to do. Maybe I just won't do either, and I'll sit at home and listen to music and and read by myself. That solves all problems. Of course, I am now ride-less to everything. Hmm. You can tell I'm going on Saturday. It's too much effort to go to any other thing. But I'd rather not go to the activity. I'm such a dork.
And why am I even posting this?
Oh, yes.
To let you all know the new ways in which I am being a burden. [See above].
Hope your day was better.
So: news.
My uncle died at 2 this morning, soo...
- I can't give anyone a ride on Saturday, because my mom is going to his funeral and not that activity
- I don't think I can go to your school thursday, Tas, because I might have babysit because my mom is flying out to Washington for said uncle's funeral, and our life is hectic and it always get more so when my mom leaves [just look at our week when she went to France... can you say chaos?]
- My mom also can't take part in driving Friday, for riding
Let me know what problems that arises. And I can do absolutely nothing about it.
[I don't know why I bothered saying that. I just feel bad that I'm so inconveniant to everyone].
In other news:
- I hate school
- People in hallways need to be me considerate
- Gym is pointless
- Emily is dropping Spanish
- I have no friends, but I do have problems, most of which are unexplainable, and "unique"
- I have no free time at school to decorate my locker, and it now consists of one newspaper clipping [of Sam and Frodo], one note from Jen [she wrote it last year], one picture of me and Jen at her graduation, and one Return of the King advertisement, also clipped from the newspaper. The bottom of my locker, however, is full of pictures that are waiting to be hung up. [As well as some scissors and tape that we, ah, borrowed [withot permisson] from the art classroom].
- My day got off to a bad start when I slept in, then Annie and I didn't tell Sister Rickett which exit to take, and got stuck in traffic, and I was worried I was going to be late for English class, and remembered I had no lunch. Then it got better when I was on time for English, and found some money in my jacket pocket. It got worse when I went to psych and got an assignment, got better with a fire drill during math, was fun during lunch, then just went downhill. Even though I like my history teacher. Then it got worse when I came home to find that my uncle had died, and my brother was still sick.
I'm in a strangely peaceful mood, but I want yesterday's happinness back. I'd tell you guys to try to make me happy, but I won't, becuse it probably wouldn't work, and I doubt anyone is reading this, and if they are, they wouldn't bother anyway.
I am also currently debating Saturday. I really can't figure out what to do. Maybe I just won't do either, and I'll sit at home and listen to music and and read by myself. That solves all problems. Of course, I am now ride-less to everything. Hmm. You can tell I'm going on Saturday. It's too much effort to go to any other thing. But I'd rather not go to the activity. I'm such a dork.
And why am I even posting this?
Oh, yes.
To let you all know the new ways in which I am being a burden. [See above].
Hope your day was better.