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I got ambushed with goodness Amazing. I go to school whining, sniping, and other things-ing the whole way this morning, expecting to have a god-awful time, and, naturally, I end up enjoying myself. What the heck is wrong with me? Why can I not stick with these feelings of mine! I know I'm fickle, and maybe a bit schizophrenic (okay, not really), but still, I should be able to determine whether I truly enjoy or dislike a class by the time I'm 3/4 of the way done with it, don't you think!? Yeah. So I can't. And it's really kind of strange like that. Also, they had a craft show up at school. MAN, that thing was huge. The 'rents hung out for 2 hours or so while I worked, and barely made it through half of it. Granted, they bought a lot of stuff throughout the half that they saw, but still. Huge. And... they bought these two clocks that now BOTH reside in the front room, one little one with a pendulum that is already going to be getting on my nerves, because it tends to go, rhythmically, "Tick, tocka, tick, tocka, tick, tocka." And, um, that's really kind of annoying. Maybe it's a trick to get me to get off the computer. Hm. Oh well. The other is this hanging clock, which... I'm going to provide you a picture, because, well, it looks cool. It looks all old and neat. I like it. And! It doesn't have an annoying pendulum that ticks and tockas at me. In other news, I got to meet Linz's mom and sis today. That was fun stuff. We met, randomly, at Chili's for a bit of coffee/dessert/chat time, and, it was great fun. I think they liked me alright. I was pleasantly surprised with how much I liked it. Sure it was all awkward and stuff at first, but, pfft, aren't they all? It was nice. We were sharing fat kid jokes by the end of the night. YAY FAT KIDS! *ahem* Sorry. But yes, Aby and Old Lady Face were nice. I'm happy now. Today was a good day. Long, and a bit tiring, but mostly because of the going to school at 9-ish, but still, good day. I think I love the good days that surprise me almost more than good days that I know are gonna be good. Only exception to that might be those days in Chicago, but hey, who's counting? <-Ghost-> |
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