Monday, November 2, 2009
Venting on a Bad Day.
You can go.
You can start all over again.
You can try to find a way to
make another day go by.
You can hide.
Hold all your feelings inside.
You can try to carry on when all
you want to do is cry.
List of things gone wrong today:
1.) Sister stole the computer in the morning. (How terrible, I know.)
2.) We were out of Irish Creme coffee creamer (Once again, terrible.)
3.) I forgot my permission slip to go bowling on Friday at home, today was the deadline. I called Mom to see if she could bring it.
4.) Mom forgot.
5.) I'm failing band because of the fucking smart music.
6.) This last weekend was my last one to do it before the quarter, I now have to do it at home.
7.) When I got home Mom and 3M started screaming at eachother. Full out screaming. I haven't heard Mom yell like that since she got her perscription. I've never heard 3M yell like that.
8.) While I was sitting at the computer, hiding from everyone, playing World of Warcraft and listening to Someday by Rob Thomas for god knows how long, all the adults decided to talk in the room I was in. Mom was crying cause she felt bad and, I learned, hadn't taken her pills for two days. (I think she's out.) Housemate was gicing good, even advice.. she's good at that. Dad started talking about how the whole house was very stressfilled and such, what with all the people. He told Mooch (3M's dad, who's living with us til it gets warm again) how pretty much the whole house wants him to get into shape. (He specifically said how either me or Sister before he was living with us asked when he'd leave almost every night.) I was stuck typing on the loud keyboard and trying to ignore it all.
9.) The Jubbler and I were having a depressing conversation. How our relationship isn't feeling perfect, and how things aren't just... you know. Perfect. He's liked me for so long (I recently heard a song in Spanish called Obsession..) and I don't think I love him as much as he loves me. On top of that, I'm so busy with school, other people, YML, CONvergence etc. that I pretty much have no time to make things perfect. ... It's all just... Yeah.
10.) People wanted me to post on YML, I was too busy hiding from the world in WoW.
11.) When I came into my room, after being kicked off, it smelled like old milk, turns out 3M left her chocolate milk on Sister's bed and it spilled. We had to clean that up.
12.) My window had mold on it because of all the condensation it gets.
13.) Dad was cranky when he came in to help.
14.) I wanted everyone the fuck out of my room so that I could relax, and maybe cry.
15.) When Dad asked if I was okay I almost started to cry. He wasn't looking so he didn't notice.
16.) When everyone left I turned on my Mp3... unfortunately, the screen decided to stop working between my walk home from the bus and then... so I can't see what's being played and I can't change my playlist. So.. If I decide to listen to any other Hollywood Undead songs I can't.
17.) My spanish isn't done and I can't get my brain to operate in a different language.
18.) Mom just came into my room and started talking to me about band.
There. That's my list. Now it's bedtime, I have barely gotten a SECOND to myself and my eyes are stinging because The Jubbler called me and I started crying a while back. (Between 16 and 17.)
I need to post on YML... I also need to send out an Updation... and do the MOTM... Dammit...
First CONvergence meeting of the season on Saturday... it should be fun.
.... God.. I feel like I'm venting on about shit that makes me sound self-centered because other people have it oh so worse. I just want everything to be back to normal. I'm so fucking stressed from trying so hard to stay happy on top of it all and trying not to show my parents how much I'm being affected by everything.
I've been hiding a lot more than usual. I think about Gotham and crap, writing, (the thing I need to write is super cheesy but I feel kinda like I want it, but then don't... it's all confusing) but I haven't gotten much done lately. I play WoW to hide...
I'm waiting for it to all blow away, even though I know it won't.
I really feel like the song 'Someday' by Rob Thomas (I mentioned it before) describes how I'm feeling. It was running through my head all day. All. Fucking. Day.
Now I'm off to go read Spazm's newest post, because it didn't load for me before.
And maybe someday
We'll figure all this out.
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make
things better now and
Maybe someday we'll live
our lives out loud.
We'll be better off somehow. Someday.
You can start all over again.
You can try to find a way to
make another day go by.
You can hide.
Hold all your feelings inside.
You can try to carry on when all
you want to do is cry.
List of things gone wrong today:
1.) Sister stole the computer in the morning. (How terrible, I know.)
2.) We were out of Irish Creme coffee creamer (Once again, terrible.)
3.) I forgot my permission slip to go bowling on Friday at home, today was the deadline. I called Mom to see if she could bring it.
4.) Mom forgot.
5.) I'm failing band because of the fucking smart music.
6.) This last weekend was my last one to do it before the quarter, I now have to do it at home.
7.) When I got home Mom and 3M started screaming at eachother. Full out screaming. I haven't heard Mom yell like that since she got her perscription. I've never heard 3M yell like that.
8.) While I was sitting at the computer, hiding from everyone, playing World of Warcraft and listening to Someday by Rob Thomas for god knows how long, all the adults decided to talk in the room I was in. Mom was crying cause she felt bad and, I learned, hadn't taken her pills for two days. (I think she's out.) Housemate was gicing good, even advice.. she's good at that. Dad started talking about how the whole house was very stressfilled and such, what with all the people. He told Mooch (3M's dad, who's living with us til it gets warm again) how pretty much the whole house wants him to get into shape. (He specifically said how either me or Sister before he was living with us asked when he'd leave almost every night.) I was stuck typing on the loud keyboard and trying to ignore it all.
9.) The Jubbler and I were having a depressing conversation. How our relationship isn't feeling perfect, and how things aren't just... you know. Perfect. He's liked me for so long (I recently heard a song in Spanish called Obsession..) and I don't think I love him as much as he loves me. On top of that, I'm so busy with school, other people, YML, CONvergence etc. that I pretty much have no time to make things perfect. ... It's all just... Yeah.
10.) People wanted me to post on YML, I was too busy hiding from the world in WoW.
11.) When I came into my room, after being kicked off, it smelled like old milk, turns out 3M left her chocolate milk on Sister's bed and it spilled. We had to clean that up.
12.) My window had mold on it because of all the condensation it gets.
13.) Dad was cranky when he came in to help.
14.) I wanted everyone the fuck out of my room so that I could relax, and maybe cry.
15.) When Dad asked if I was okay I almost started to cry. He wasn't looking so he didn't notice.
16.) When everyone left I turned on my Mp3... unfortunately, the screen decided to stop working between my walk home from the bus and then... so I can't see what's being played and I can't change my playlist. So.. If I decide to listen to any other Hollywood Undead songs I can't.
17.) My spanish isn't done and I can't get my brain to operate in a different language.
18.) Mom just came into my room and started talking to me about band.
There. That's my list. Now it's bedtime, I have barely gotten a SECOND to myself and my eyes are stinging because The Jubbler called me and I started crying a while back. (Between 16 and 17.)
I need to post on YML... I also need to send out an Updation... and do the MOTM... Dammit...
First CONvergence meeting of the season on Saturday... it should be fun.
.... God.. I feel like I'm venting on about shit that makes me sound self-centered because other people have it oh so worse. I just want everything to be back to normal. I'm so fucking stressed from trying so hard to stay happy on top of it all and trying not to show my parents how much I'm being affected by everything.
I've been hiding a lot more than usual. I think about Gotham and crap, writing, (the thing I need to write is super cheesy but I feel kinda like I want it, but then don't... it's all confusing) but I haven't gotten much done lately. I play WoW to hide...
I'm waiting for it to all blow away, even though I know it won't.
I really feel like the song 'Someday' by Rob Thomas (I mentioned it before) describes how I'm feeling. It was running through my head all day. All. Fucking. Day.
Now I'm off to go read Spazm's newest post, because it didn't load for me before.
And maybe someday
We'll figure all this out.
Try to put an end to all our doubt
Try to find a way to make
things better now and
Maybe someday we'll live
our lives out loud.
We'll be better off somehow. Someday.
Friday, October 23, 2009
I Really Need To Post More Often...
Alright. Lemme try to sum up everything?
Nevermind.
I just went and saw Paranormal Activity with Spazm. That was a really good movie! It's all like... paranormal...y.
Creepiest part: The chick standing and staring at the sleeping dude without moving for two fucking hours.
Best part: Hearing the reactions of the large party of plastics in front of us. :)
Oh, and the fun comic relief Spazm and I got from eachother and the dudes' right in front of us. (He has a foot fetish... heehee.)
After the end we decided to go get Subway. Cause there are no demons in Subway.
We decided that Crane must have a mental breakdown in the story.
The plastic party came in.
I got chocolate milk.
We called Dad and got strange looks from people while we waited for him. I was laughing really hard, it was a lot like what happened the... second? time I went to see Dark Knight. It was fun :)
Three new movies that are gonna come out I wanna see. Shudder Island, the one about an insane asylum but the doctors don't let people who come in go out; Avatar (not the last airbender), the one with the blue people and the allegory of Americans and their idea that if we want something other people have no right to be living on it; and The Lovely Bones, which looked kick ass. The commercial gave me shivers. It's about a girl who was murdered but she's not actually dead and- yeah. It looked awesome!
Let's move to school now!
School is good. Ms. English Teacher is amazing, CONvergence... geeks. Fencing. It's all good.
I like Mr. Study Skills and Honors teacher, he's funny. I don't have any classes with him (cause all my classes are for freakin' sophomores cause the scheduling got all screwed.) But I do his office hours and he's funny. He tells us jokes at the end of the day. It's cool :)
I have finally won the battle of tables. The annoying girls overtook my table, so I had to sit with the annoying jocks. With my fun people spread out between the two. NOW the annoying girls and the annoying jocks all sit together and I get the fun people! BOOM!
Mr. Civics Teacher is still fun. But he wasn't here today, and won't be Monday. Sad day.
I still don't like Spanish and Chemistry. Ms. Chemistry Teacher is too freaking uptight. Chemistry is so confusing and people have lots of questions, but it seems like she gets pissed if you ask her questions so nobody wants to. And then when we have work time we can't work with other people and figure things out. Gr.
I've realized that a guy, whom I will call- no wait. I've talked about him before! What'd I call him? *checks back* Okay. I talked about him before but didn't give him a name except maybe one of the Jackass numbers.
He's the first guy (besides Gym teacher) we killed in the story. I'll call him Capuchin.
So! I realized that in almost every class I have he sits next to me or behind me. He's in all of my classes except one and then doesn't sit next to me in only two. Band: he doesn't have. Civics: behind me. Geometry: Next to me. Nutrition: Other side of the room. English: diagonalish back way there. Spanish: Behind me. Chemistry: next to me.
Talking to me has been one of his favorite past times now. All the time he's all like "Paroxysm, Paroxysm, Paroxysm," and kicks my chair or just turns to me, I look at him and ask what, "it's raining."
"Cool." I turn back.
"Paroxysm, Paroxysm, Paroxysm," kick, kick, kick.
"What?"
"I love rain."
"Me too." I turn back. That's literally what he did in spanish one time.
Then, here, Chemistry.
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"What?"
"Chicken butt."
"I haven't heard that since third grade."
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"What."
"Chicken butt."
"Hm."
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"Hm."
"Chicken butt."
"Hm."
He did it about... I dunno, three more times?
What's really sad is that last year he wouldn't touch me and my friends with a 30foot cattle prod. ... He's so freaking childish!
Alright. Enough rambling about him.
Jubbler's been really happy the past week. No sad conversation, no frustration. I'm loving it. (Don't sue me McDonalds.) We're gonna hang out all weekend, it's gonna be great!
We're gonna go to our school's halloween parties. Mine first, then his. His is gonna be more fun. Mine you don't wear costumes. Yuck. His, you get in free if you're wearing one!
I spent some time figuring out how to get my mask to work with my hair and lah-di-dah.
I'm finally feeling great about our relationship. I'm not scared anymore. He's happy, which is making it so much better. I think, and hope, that we're both feeling great about it.
Oh! And happy happy happy news!!! Spazm now has a boyfriend! :D :D
This makes me very happy. Hehehe.
Alright... I think I am out of talking now!
Wait, maybe not-
Nevermind. I AM done. hehehe.
Writing: Been doing it, but currently stuck in a writers block.
Reading: Stuck in a reading block too. It leaves me with nothing to do when I've finished classwork.
Music: Across the Universe. Hehe. I think my favorite one right now is 'Helter Skelter' it's fun to sing. :) I'm back on Skillet's 'Whispers in the Dark' and Breaking Benjamin's 'Diary of Jane.'
Peace~
Nevermind.
I just went and saw Paranormal Activity with Spazm. That was a really good movie! It's all like... paranormal...y.
Creepiest part: The chick standing and staring at the sleeping dude without moving for two fucking hours.
Best part: Hearing the reactions of the large party of plastics in front of us. :)
Oh, and the fun comic relief Spazm and I got from eachother and the dudes' right in front of us. (He has a foot fetish... heehee.)
After the end we decided to go get Subway. Cause there are no demons in Subway.
We decided that Crane must have a mental breakdown in the story.
The plastic party came in.
I got chocolate milk.
We called Dad and got strange looks from people while we waited for him. I was laughing really hard, it was a lot like what happened the... second? time I went to see Dark Knight. It was fun :)
Three new movies that are gonna come out I wanna see. Shudder Island, the one about an insane asylum but the doctors don't let people who come in go out; Avatar (not the last airbender), the one with the blue people and the allegory of Americans and their idea that if we want something other people have no right to be living on it; and The Lovely Bones, which looked kick ass. The commercial gave me shivers. It's about a girl who was murdered but she's not actually dead and- yeah. It looked awesome!
Let's move to school now!
School is good. Ms. English Teacher is amazing, CONvergence... geeks. Fencing. It's all good.
I like Mr. Study Skills and Honors teacher, he's funny. I don't have any classes with him (cause all my classes are for freakin' sophomores cause the scheduling got all screwed.) But I do his office hours and he's funny. He tells us jokes at the end of the day. It's cool :)
I have finally won the battle of tables. The annoying girls overtook my table, so I had to sit with the annoying jocks. With my fun people spread out between the two. NOW the annoying girls and the annoying jocks all sit together and I get the fun people! BOOM!
Mr. Civics Teacher is still fun. But he wasn't here today, and won't be Monday. Sad day.
I still don't like Spanish and Chemistry. Ms. Chemistry Teacher is too freaking uptight. Chemistry is so confusing and people have lots of questions, but it seems like she gets pissed if you ask her questions so nobody wants to. And then when we have work time we can't work with other people and figure things out. Gr.
I've realized that a guy, whom I will call- no wait. I've talked about him before! What'd I call him? *checks back* Okay. I talked about him before but didn't give him a name except maybe one of the Jackass numbers.
He's the first guy (besides Gym teacher) we killed in the story. I'll call him Capuchin.
So! I realized that in almost every class I have he sits next to me or behind me. He's in all of my classes except one and then doesn't sit next to me in only two. Band: he doesn't have. Civics: behind me. Geometry: Next to me. Nutrition: Other side of the room. English: diagonalish back way there. Spanish: Behind me. Chemistry: next to me.
Talking to me has been one of his favorite past times now. All the time he's all like "Paroxysm, Paroxysm, Paroxysm," and kicks my chair or just turns to me, I look at him and ask what, "it's raining."
"Cool." I turn back.
"Paroxysm, Paroxysm, Paroxysm," kick, kick, kick.
"What?"
"I love rain."
"Me too." I turn back. That's literally what he did in spanish one time.
Then, here, Chemistry.
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"What?"
"Chicken butt."
"I haven't heard that since third grade."
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"What."
"Chicken butt."
"Hm."
"Hey, Paroxysm, guess what."
"Hm."
"Chicken butt."
"Hm."
He did it about... I dunno, three more times?
What's really sad is that last year he wouldn't touch me and my friends with a 30foot cattle prod. ... He's so freaking childish!
Alright. Enough rambling about him.
Jubbler's been really happy the past week. No sad conversation, no frustration. I'm loving it. (Don't sue me McDonalds.) We're gonna hang out all weekend, it's gonna be great!
We're gonna go to our school's halloween parties. Mine first, then his. His is gonna be more fun. Mine you don't wear costumes. Yuck. His, you get in free if you're wearing one!
I spent some time figuring out how to get my mask to work with my hair and lah-di-dah.
I'm finally feeling great about our relationship. I'm not scared anymore. He's happy, which is making it so much better. I think, and hope, that we're both feeling great about it.
Oh! And happy happy happy news!!! Spazm now has a boyfriend! :D :D
This makes me very happy. Hehehe.
Alright... I think I am out of talking now!
Wait, maybe not-
Nevermind. I AM done. hehehe.
Writing: Been doing it, but currently stuck in a writers block.
Reading: Stuck in a reading block too. It leaves me with nothing to do when I've finished classwork.
Music: Across the Universe. Hehe. I think my favorite one right now is 'Helter Skelter' it's fun to sing. :) I'm back on Skillet's 'Whispers in the Dark' and Breaking Benjamin's 'Diary of Jane.'
Peace~
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I'm Starting To Wonder If Guys PMS Too..
So, I hung out with Jubbler from 6AM till 4 today. It was great, we watched Moulin Rouge and talked a lot. Both in that whole coma of happiness zen thingmabob.
But now he's all sad and afraid, because I mentioned that I think I might be bisexual. Mom says it's just a phase and it'll go away, that almost every girl thinks that at some point, but he's all nervous now and afraid of everyone I hang out with because he doesn't want to lose me.
Dedication is an amazing thing, huh?
It's amazing how fast things can go from perfect to "Oh-fuck-I-screwed-up-again." It's like changing songs on an Mp3 player. One song is happy and Beatles-ish, then the next one is Watch the World Burn from the Dark Knight Soundtrack (And once again, he refuses to believe that anything is ever my fault.) I shouldn't have mentioned it.. Damn.
He blames himself for everything, I don't understand it. He feels like he can't trust me with people now, I think it's because of the bitch I was to him in 4th grade, but he gets scared of when I'm with guys and now with girls too.
Dammitt.
Alright.
Calm.
Okay, seriously? How long can he refuse to believe that I'm not perfect? I can't BE perfect like he expects me to be! I'm going to end up letting him down and then he'll be sad or not trust me anymore or something.
On a happier note, Twin is doing a spanish project on family... she's doing our YML family.
But now he's all sad and afraid, because I mentioned that I think I might be bisexual. Mom says it's just a phase and it'll go away, that almost every girl thinks that at some point, but he's all nervous now and afraid of everyone I hang out with because he doesn't want to lose me.
Dedication is an amazing thing, huh?
It's amazing how fast things can go from perfect to "Oh-fuck-I-screwed-up-again." It's like changing songs on an Mp3 player. One song is happy and Beatles-ish, then the next one is Watch the World Burn from the Dark Knight Soundtrack (And once again, he refuses to believe that anything is ever my fault.) I shouldn't have mentioned it.. Damn.
He blames himself for everything, I don't understand it. He feels like he can't trust me with people now, I think it's because of the bitch I was to him in 4th grade, but he gets scared of when I'm with guys and now with girls too.
Dammitt.
Alright.
Calm.
Okay, seriously? How long can he refuse to believe that I'm not perfect? I can't BE perfect like he expects me to be! I'm going to end up letting him down and then he'll be sad or not trust me anymore or something.
On a happier note, Twin is doing a spanish project on family... she's doing our YML family.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Is This Good or Sad?
Wanna know how good I am? I'll tell you how good I am.
I'm having a conversation with Jubbler and I want to burst into tears.
Yet, I'm on YML, talking to one other person on facebook, AND on the phone with Twin and Avril. And nobody know's that I want to cry.
Earlier I was on skype, video chatting and they didn't know something was wrong.
Yeah, that's how fucking sad I am. I've gotten so good at hiding I can do THIS.
... And NOW I'm gonna feel all selfish for writing this and then I'm gonna think about what other people will think about it and then feel even MORE selfish and this is NOT helping that status!
-I'm just gonna go.
I'm having a conversation with Jubbler and I want to burst into tears.
Yet, I'm on YML, talking to one other person on facebook, AND on the phone with Twin and Avril. And nobody know's that I want to cry.
Earlier I was on skype, video chatting and they didn't know something was wrong.
Yeah, that's how fucking sad I am. I've gotten so good at hiding I can do THIS.
... And NOW I'm gonna feel all selfish for writing this and then I'm gonna think about what other people will think about it and then feel even MORE selfish and this is NOT helping that status!
-I'm just gonna go.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The Post I Will Probably Regret Putting Up Almost Immediately After I Do So.
Me and Jubbler just had a conversation filled with a bunch of preaching, on both of our parts. Heh.
The thing is, I'm really not sure I wanna say this. Cause I'm pretty sure that I shouldn't. But I also want it to be said... if that makes any sense at all. Maybe I shouldn't post this...
It started with homework, and how I could help him with it. Then I realized I was being preachy, so I said so and he's like, you're just trying to help, it's no problem. Since when is that a bad thing?
You know what? Nevermind. I'm not gonna post this. I'm just gonna go to bed and mull over the possibilities of life. ;D
Have a good night whoever (if anyone) is reading this.
The thing is, I'm really not sure I wanna say this. Cause I'm pretty sure that I shouldn't. But I also want it to be said... if that makes any sense at all. Maybe I shouldn't post this...
You know what? Nevermind. I'm not gonna post this. I'm just gonna go to bed and mull over the possibilities of life. ;D
Have a good night whoever (if anyone) is reading this.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
A Post While Bleaching Hair.
Heh, so I'm bleaching my hair. Which is like personal torture...
I've got about.... 35 minutes left I think, and in about five I'm gonna be spazzing and unable to talk! Yay!
Anyways, on Friday is game night for my school. I'm bringing Jubbler so he can kick everyone's asses at Super Smash Bros. Heehee.
Yesterday he came to my bus stop before school, it made me happy :) then later he came over and signed the game night stuff. He told me that he was thinking more properly and such, aka, not running away or anything. Hehe.
I have chocolate milk. Yay :)
I wrote that story thing using 'Young'. I'm going to post it on YML. I'm proud of it. But, as always, it could be better.
Speaking of... Spazm and I should go through the first story and revise it... hm...
Ela's got a bunch of new friends at her school. I'm glad she's having fun.
There's one from Ireland, one had schizophrenia... I'd love to meet these people ;)
Spazm's having fun too, for the most part. She's got friends and good classes :)
Unfortunately, she's sick as a dog right now :(
On that note, Squishy, our 4 year old day care kid, had a 106 degree fever the other day. Yup.
He had to go to the emergency room.
The next day, while he was on the fever decreasing meds, his mom had him go out with grandma.
I don't think this woman realizes that if it weren't for doctors nowadays he would most likely be dead.
He came over as normal and seems fine now. Which is good.
What always bugs me is that the parents of these kids, Squishy and his older brother Minireggie, never seem to be able to take care of their kids! Or at least Moneygod (the mother) can't. PetSnakeReggie (the father) does fine with it, but he's virtually controlled by Moneygod so...
It's sad really.
8 minutes to go.... *counting vigorously*
I posted that story up on YML. Speaking of, we have 3 new members! I repeat THREE new members!! :D :D :D
I've been wearing my trench coat to school lately, lots of "nice/sweet coat, Tabby"s. Hehehe, this one guy, who I will call Hunter, was about to leave when he turned around and went "SWEET coat!" I was like: "It IS!"
I've been having fun with school.
I went to back to school night and got awards for winning things from Myths and Epics in the State Fair. A T-shirt made by Ms. Myth with awards on it, and a hand made first prize medal :)
I'm gonna be a teachers assistant for the next classes :D
Also, I'm thinking about starting up a Batman Club at school. I've got the artist guy from CONvergence willing to supervise it (He draws the Batman comics for DC, so I'll call him Batman) and I just need to gather up the guts to do that.
Also, take a trip to Half-Price books and get the other Batman movies! I can borrow some of the tv episodes from PetSnakeReggie and them....
Hm. I still don't know if I want to do it.
Anyways, gotta go wash my hair. Tootles.
I've got about.... 35 minutes left I think, and in about five I'm gonna be spazzing and unable to talk! Yay!
Anyways, on Friday is game night for my school. I'm bringing Jubbler so he can kick everyone's asses at Super Smash Bros. Heehee.
Yesterday he came to my bus stop before school, it made me happy :) then later he came over and signed the game night stuff. He told me that he was thinking more properly and such, aka, not running away or anything. Hehe.
I have chocolate milk. Yay :)
I wrote that story thing using 'Young'. I'm going to post it on YML. I'm proud of it. But, as always, it could be better.
Speaking of... Spazm and I should go through the first story and revise it... hm...
Ela's got a bunch of new friends at her school. I'm glad she's having fun.
There's one from Ireland, one had schizophrenia... I'd love to meet these people ;)
Spazm's having fun too, for the most part. She's got friends and good classes :)
Unfortunately, she's sick as a dog right now :(
On that note, Squishy, our 4 year old day care kid, had a 106 degree fever the other day. Yup.
He had to go to the emergency room.
The next day, while he was on the fever decreasing meds, his mom had him go out with grandma.
I don't think this woman realizes that if it weren't for doctors nowadays he would most likely be dead.
He came over as normal and seems fine now. Which is good.
What always bugs me is that the parents of these kids, Squishy and his older brother Minireggie, never seem to be able to take care of their kids! Or at least Moneygod (the mother) can't. PetSnakeReggie (the father) does fine with it, but he's virtually controlled by Moneygod so...
It's sad really.
8 minutes to go.... *counting vigorously*
I posted that story up on YML. Speaking of, we have 3 new members! I repeat THREE new members!! :D :D :D
I've been wearing my trench coat to school lately, lots of "nice/sweet coat, Tabby"s. Hehehe, this one guy, who I will call Hunter, was about to leave when he turned around and went "SWEET coat!" I was like: "It IS!"
I've been having fun with school.
I went to back to school night and got awards for winning things from Myths and Epics in the State Fair. A T-shirt made by Ms. Myth with awards on it, and a hand made first prize medal :)
I'm gonna be a teachers assistant for the next classes :D
Also, I'm thinking about starting up a Batman Club at school. I've got the artist guy from CONvergence willing to supervise it (He draws the Batman comics for DC, so I'll call him Batman) and I just need to gather up the guts to do that.
Also, take a trip to Half-Price books and get the other Batman movies! I can borrow some of the tv episodes from PetSnakeReggie and them....
Hm. I still don't know if I want to do it.
Anyways, gotta go wash my hair. Tootles.
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