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Welp, our living room is now a lively brick red color. Mom's been up late the past few nights painting, and the result is a bright red room. Daddy hates it. Mom semi-hates it. Will and I really don't care, although I'm leaning towards dislike. Mom's going to give it a week to try to get used to it. I think that this is her first time experimenting with color and it just freaked her out. Dad will never like it.
Story Number Two: getting lost! On the way home from Crawfordsville on Friday, I had to take an emergency detour thingy into the country about 15 miles away from Brazil. I thought I could just go for a while, take a left, take another left, and get to the highway. Long story short, I didn't get to the highway. I got lost. For about 45 minutes, I wandered through the countryside of who knows where. My phone died mid call with my mom, I cried a little, found Rosedale, got directions to the highway, and eventually made it home. It was a bad experience, but now I have a good story from it.
Speaking of Crawfordsville, as usual, it was a fun time. Nathan and I went to see 'Mr. and Mrs. Smith' and I fell asleep about three times. The third time I woke up, he made fun of me for sleeping. I tried to play it off like I was just resting my eyes. I blew my cover when I had to ask, "Why are they trying to kill each other?" As usual, leaving was hard. I miss that boy whilst I am away!
Today I put in my request to change my major to English Teaching with a minor in Mathematics Education. Am I crazy? Yes. Am I excited about my decision? Yes. Am I glad to have a major that I won't be changing after one semester? Yes. I just really hope this works out. I don't want to be in college for sixteen years.
At my grandparent's today, Grandma Spesard was holding my cousin Josh's baby. She started to get up, and since I was sitting next to her, she goes, "Here, take her for a minute." I guess my face went kinda crazy, because everyone laughed at me. I looked so scared. I think I actually moved to pick her up, then realized what I was about to do and freaked out. I don't like holding babies. I get so intimidated by them. I just hate it when they cry, so I don't like to hold them. I can play with them and make faces at them all day, but I won't hold them. In the end, Josh took Laynie and I was off the hook. It was a scary moment, though, and I looked a fool.
One last piece of info before I call it a night. I found this in this month's Cosmopolitan. "A recent study found that 1 out of 100 people are asexual-they've never been sexually attracted to anyone." Think about that while I'm away. Love you guys!
Story Number Two: getting lost! On the way home from Crawfordsville on Friday, I had to take an emergency detour thingy into the country about 15 miles away from Brazil. I thought I could just go for a while, take a left, take another left, and get to the highway. Long story short, I didn't get to the highway. I got lost. For about 45 minutes, I wandered through the countryside of who knows where. My phone died mid call with my mom, I cried a little, found Rosedale, got directions to the highway, and eventually made it home. It was a bad experience, but now I have a good story from it.
Speaking of Crawfordsville, as usual, it was a fun time. Nathan and I went to see 'Mr. and Mrs. Smith' and I fell asleep about three times. The third time I woke up, he made fun of me for sleeping. I tried to play it off like I was just resting my eyes. I blew my cover when I had to ask, "Why are they trying to kill each other?" As usual, leaving was hard. I miss that boy whilst I am away!
Today I put in my request to change my major to English Teaching with a minor in Mathematics Education. Am I crazy? Yes. Am I excited about my decision? Yes. Am I glad to have a major that I won't be changing after one semester? Yes. I just really hope this works out. I don't want to be in college for sixteen years.
At my grandparent's today, Grandma Spesard was holding my cousin Josh's baby. She started to get up, and since I was sitting next to her, she goes, "Here, take her for a minute." I guess my face went kinda crazy, because everyone laughed at me. I looked so scared. I think I actually moved to pick her up, then realized what I was about to do and freaked out. I don't like holding babies. I get so intimidated by them. I just hate it when they cry, so I don't like to hold them. I can play with them and make faces at them all day, but I won't hold them. In the end, Josh took Laynie and I was off the hook. It was a scary moment, though, and I looked a fool.
One last piece of info before I call it a night. I found this in this month's Cosmopolitan. "A recent study found that 1 out of 100 people are asexual-they've never been sexually attracted to anyone." Think about that while I'm away. Love you guys!