Everyone else is talking
it's funny how everyone assumes I'm christian when they take my QUIZ YOUR FRIENDS thing. that and they all think I'm 17. not yet, sorry guys.
but still funny
so I'm out of it right now. I just got back from Emma's Halloween thing, and I'm tired. Tom and I were pretty much the only people who got a good sleep, everyone else falling asleep at about... 6? me at 4, i think. i find that funny. but im very out of it. yesterday wasn't the greatest day.
My ceiling caved in. my brother was up in the attic, doing insulation for it, and he accidentally dropped his flashlight, and it hit the attic floor, and went through it onto the living room floor, bringing a panel of rotted dry-wall and lots of sandy-old-fifties insulation with it. it was SUCH a horrible mess. so that got my mother in this edgy mood that pissed me off for a while.
i had a two hour driving lesson as well, and it exhausted me.
then work.
more exhaustion. just lots of trials. so many things are happening, yet nothing is happening. i dont understand it.
then emmas. by the end of work, i almost wasn't feeling up for going there.
i wasn't. i was tired, ready to just relax, which i did, but i wasn't all relaxed. I was thinking a lot about everything. Next year. I told my dad, and he took it a lot better than my mom did. ONE parent approves thus far.
well, now that I have Gus's phone number, I'm thinking I'm going to call him and bug him. meh. i'm bored. he might be too, you never know, right?
god i'm out of it. i dont want to talk, but i will if I have to. brahlam. ?.
ciao
but still funny
so I'm out of it right now. I just got back from Emma's Halloween thing, and I'm tired. Tom and I were pretty much the only people who got a good sleep, everyone else falling asleep at about... 6? me at 4, i think. i find that funny. but im very out of it. yesterday wasn't the greatest day.
My ceiling caved in. my brother was up in the attic, doing insulation for it, and he accidentally dropped his flashlight, and it hit the attic floor, and went through it onto the living room floor, bringing a panel of rotted dry-wall and lots of sandy-old-fifties insulation with it. it was SUCH a horrible mess. so that got my mother in this edgy mood that pissed me off for a while.
i had a two hour driving lesson as well, and it exhausted me.
then work.
more exhaustion. just lots of trials. so many things are happening, yet nothing is happening. i dont understand it.
then emmas. by the end of work, i almost wasn't feeling up for going there.
i wasn't. i was tired, ready to just relax, which i did, but i wasn't all relaxed. I was thinking a lot about everything. Next year. I told my dad, and he took it a lot better than my mom did. ONE parent approves thus far.
well, now that I have Gus's phone number, I'm thinking I'm going to call him and bug him. meh. i'm bored. he might be too, you never know, right?
god i'm out of it. i dont want to talk, but i will if I have to. brahlam. ?.
ciao
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