V's V speech
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate."
"This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition."
"The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."
And does anyone wish to tell me how to make actual titles?...
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
My Week
Okay. Where to start? Let's see... lots to say, let us see if I remeber it all. We'll start... Wednesday. Why? 'Cause that was the first day of leadership training, held by the one and only...(drumroll) Andrew. Which, before that brings me to another topic. That would be one of regrets. Lots of them. Mostly about the things that I could have done while Rob was Youth Pastor, but I was too scared to do it. Most of you don't know, but it took me something like three to four months to go to youth consitantly, and not freak out at the last moment and decide to go home. It took me about a year after that to consitantly go to a SPY cell, without bowing out at the last minute. I did that lots. Because of this skiddish nature I skipped out on growing deeper into the youth group. There are so many 'I could haves' you could make a short story of them. Going to youth at that time however did serve a purpose, I gained confidance. Which probably in the grand scheme of things is a good thing. So now we have this new Youth Pastor, who's still getting used to us as we are getting used to him. This brings me to last Wednesday night were we held the first SPY cell leadersip meeting. My older brother was there with his binder full of stuff from the one that Rob had done last year... The disscussion that ensued was informative. I liked it anyway.
Thursday we got assgined this huge Biology assignment which I had just completed, due Thursday, no I didn't leave it to the last minute, I just finised it the day before, that's all. So then there's friday, nothing big about that, except Youth. Where Andrew callenged us to do some stuff, I forget now, but I have it all down in notes. Notes (Outside of school can be very good things) are going to take 'cause your not going to remeber it all. That's that. One pet peeve about Andrew and Ruben though, they use some really cool quotes, but I never have time to get them all down!! Then Saturday arrives. My parents and my little sister go upisland to celebrate a church opening there. I go hiking with Addy and Laura. No oranges for you two. EVER. Just cause I was acting resonsible does not give you leave not to. Honestly. But besides that it was greats amounts of fun. Exploring... Laura should get the chair with wheels and take it down the hill with dirt. That I would like to see. We also got to see lots of dogs... hi puppies...
Then Sunday comes along, go to church, and after hang out with Liz and talk about an idea I had last year about getting some Christain books in to the school. I need a list more than anything right now. So any suggestions are very welcome. Let me tell you what are the most common though. Velvet Elvis, Skrewtape Letters, God Sumggler...there was another... oh well. Ah, yes, Blue Like Jazz. Any suggestions are welcome. Now we'll move to Monday in which a sckooth group meeting was held at Liz's. Some pretty big dreams came up there. Good stuff. Tuesday I did homework all day mostly, and Wednesday was the last of the SPY cell training. Apparently I get to be an assitant leader to a person I don't recall ever meeting at a time and date not determind on a focus that is still sketcky and up in the air. So when it is up and running come check it out. I also get to attend the Leadership meeting now. That should be fun. Thursday was dog training, and that brings us to today.
Today, I got out of school, helped my Mom out, came home, helped her more, fooled around on the compy, and greeted my Dad once he came back. Did I mention that my Dad is working on the other side of Sooke now? And he is staying there for the weeks that he's working there? Only coming home weekends. So that was kinda big. I hadn't seen my Dad since Sunday, and he finally came home, only to Leave really early Monday morning again. I don't want him to go... So then I went to Youth and found out that a bunch of my friends are going through pretty tough times right now. That made my day all the much brighter *please note sarcasm*. The SPY cells also got annouced. Now I am, to tell the truth a fair bit nervous about my cell. Not of the cell itself, but of o t h e r things. Like invading on my brother. Sounds weird doesn't it? Let me explain. Me and my older brother see each other outside of the house alot. We go to the same school, hang out with the same people and go to the same activites. And now I am going into leadership where he previously could go alone. No one like seeing a sibling that much. I don't want to be viewed as a tag-along either. I want to be able to do the things I want to and still give my brother his space... it's just kinda hard I guess. Ah well.
I have more to say about things you would not guess, but I'll tell them to you later, my hands are a little numb, making typing difficult, and I am tired, making me semi colon happy. Goodnight.
Okay. Where to start? Let's see... lots to say, let us see if I remeber it all. We'll start... Wednesday. Why? 'Cause that was the first day of leadership training, held by the one and only...(drumroll) Andrew. Which, before that brings me to another topic. That would be one of regrets. Lots of them. Mostly about the things that I could have done while Rob was Youth Pastor, but I was too scared to do it. Most of you don't know, but it took me something like three to four months to go to youth consitantly, and not freak out at the last moment and decide to go home. It took me about a year after that to consitantly go to a SPY cell, without bowing out at the last minute. I did that lots. Because of this skiddish nature I skipped out on growing deeper into the youth group. There are so many 'I could haves' you could make a short story of them. Going to youth at that time however did serve a purpose, I gained confidance. Which probably in the grand scheme of things is a good thing. So now we have this new Youth Pastor, who's still getting used to us as we are getting used to him. This brings me to last Wednesday night were we held the first SPY cell leadersip meeting. My older brother was there with his binder full of stuff from the one that Rob had done last year... The disscussion that ensued was informative. I liked it anyway.
Thursday we got assgined this huge Biology assignment which I had just completed, due Thursday, no I didn't leave it to the last minute, I just finised it the day before, that's all. So then there's friday, nothing big about that, except Youth. Where Andrew callenged us to do some stuff, I forget now, but I have it all down in notes. Notes (Outside of school can be very good things) are going to take 'cause your not going to remeber it all. That's that. One pet peeve about Andrew and Ruben though, they use some really cool quotes, but I never have time to get them all down!! Then Saturday arrives. My parents and my little sister go upisland to celebrate a church opening there. I go hiking with Addy and Laura. No oranges for you two. EVER. Just cause I was acting resonsible does not give you leave not to. Honestly. But besides that it was greats amounts of fun. Exploring... Laura should get the chair with wheels and take it down the hill with dirt. That I would like to see. We also got to see lots of dogs... hi puppies...
Then Sunday comes along, go to church, and after hang out with Liz and talk about an idea I had last year about getting some Christain books in to the school. I need a list more than anything right now. So any suggestions are very welcome. Let me tell you what are the most common though. Velvet Elvis, Skrewtape Letters, God Sumggler...there was another... oh well. Ah, yes, Blue Like Jazz. Any suggestions are welcome. Now we'll move to Monday in which a sckooth group meeting was held at Liz's. Some pretty big dreams came up there. Good stuff. Tuesday I did homework all day mostly, and Wednesday was the last of the SPY cell training. Apparently I get to be an assitant leader to a person I don't recall ever meeting at a time and date not determind on a focus that is still sketcky and up in the air. So when it is up and running come check it out. I also get to attend the Leadership meeting now. That should be fun. Thursday was dog training, and that brings us to today.
Today, I got out of school, helped my Mom out, came home, helped her more, fooled around on the compy, and greeted my Dad once he came back. Did I mention that my Dad is working on the other side of Sooke now? And he is staying there for the weeks that he's working there? Only coming home weekends. So that was kinda big. I hadn't seen my Dad since Sunday, and he finally came home, only to Leave really early Monday morning again. I don't want him to go... So then I went to Youth and found out that a bunch of my friends are going through pretty tough times right now. That made my day all the much brighter *please note sarcasm*. The SPY cells also got annouced. Now I am, to tell the truth a fair bit nervous about my cell. Not of the cell itself, but of o t h e r things. Like invading on my brother. Sounds weird doesn't it? Let me explain. Me and my older brother see each other outside of the house alot. We go to the same school, hang out with the same people and go to the same activites. And now I am going into leadership where he previously could go alone. No one like seeing a sibling that much. I don't want to be viewed as a tag-along either. I want to be able to do the things I want to and still give my brother his space... it's just kinda hard I guess. Ah well.
I have more to say about things you would not guess, but I'll tell them to you later, my hands are a little numb, making typing difficult, and I am tired, making me semi colon happy. Goodnight.
Friday, September 08, 2006
School and Dentists
Right now I am probably undating this faster than normal people. First of all I don't care second of all can you say 'sleep devrivation'? This sleep devrivation is 'special' too. It's brought on by getting up at three or four in the morning to take pills so you can think straight... and to minimalize pain. Which brings me around to my main point. Today I got to go to the denist. This may or may not seem weird to you, but today was the first day that I have ever been awake and had someone work on my teeth. Two years ago I got put to sleep so that they could work. But today? I learned that I like my denist. Alot. He managed to get the freezing needle in without too much pain on my part. And he told me that whenever I felt pain to put up my right hand and he would stop what he was doing to make it not hurt. And he made it not hurt. 'Cause you see I am different. I am what he calls his 'one in a million' case. That would be because they can't use the usual type of freezing on me. Why? Because of my heart. It's also very special. That's for later though. So through about an hour I got to have two freezing needles stuck into my gums. Well, techniaclly three... one to make sure that the pain didn't returned too soon... I am pretty sure that stuff also puts me to sleep. Honestly. As soon as I got home from that I slept for three hours, dead to the world. And my little sister was being quiet loud too. I found that out after I woke up. Now the question you've all been waiting for... Why did she have to go to the denist? Well, apparently it wasn't just an abbsess. There was another tooth right beside that was on its way for abbsess-ing. The one that was abbsess-ing was the one creating all the pain. The one that had the abbsess was the one that helped cause all the swelling. Yes lots of swelling. You wouldn't see it though. It was so swollen under my lip that I couldn't lift it up. Even with my fingers I had lots of trouble lifting my lip up. That's how bad it was. You know you're special when your denist says 'I haven't seen one of these in about five years'.
To answer the question, yes that's why I am not at youth. My eyes are twitching, telling me to go back to sleep. That's what my other topic for this blog was... school; more specifically, teachers and classes. My classes go, Math with Mr.Alderson (apparently he's not the best math teacher in the world... and math comes very hard for me... so anyone, help? I already having trouble.) Then Biology with Mr. Hilton (what's funny is so far I have not had another science teacher since I came to Parkland) then English Honors with Mr. Lindoff (last semseter he's teaching!!) and finally Foods with Mrs. Mazzio... dunno how to spell her name, and she doesn't get the honor of having her name properly spelt. I don't like her. At all. She's loud... and her teaching style doesn't fit what you need for a foods class. Luckly she isn't here for the whole semseter. She's only here 'till about the middle of October. Thankfully. You see what's happening is Mrs. Laws (better known as Miss. Rush) is soon going on maturnity leave. And Mrs. Maze is retireing. So our food teacher is really a consuiller, filling in for the food teacher. She's already really botching it up. If I don't like the perment Foods teacher maybe I'll drop the course... maybe not. Unfortunately, I have the loud mouth teacher next semseter too. So if I drop Foods now I'll have to deal with her, if I stay I can drop that next semseter. I have her in Family Management, which is a shame, cause I was looking forward to that class. Ack, oh well. I am really happy with Biology and English though... not so much with Math. Never with math. Ever. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to take it, but this is more my older brother's field. NOT mine. I'll take the books... I LIKE books... just not books on Math, please.
Right now I am probably undating this faster than normal people. First of all I don't care second of all can you say 'sleep devrivation'? This sleep devrivation is 'special' too. It's brought on by getting up at three or four in the morning to take pills so you can think straight... and to minimalize pain. Which brings me around to my main point. Today I got to go to the denist. This may or may not seem weird to you, but today was the first day that I have ever been awake and had someone work on my teeth. Two years ago I got put to sleep so that they could work. But today? I learned that I like my denist. Alot. He managed to get the freezing needle in without too much pain on my part. And he told me that whenever I felt pain to put up my right hand and he would stop what he was doing to make it not hurt. And he made it not hurt. 'Cause you see I am different. I am what he calls his 'one in a million' case. That would be because they can't use the usual type of freezing on me. Why? Because of my heart. It's also very special. That's for later though. So through about an hour I got to have two freezing needles stuck into my gums. Well, techniaclly three... one to make sure that the pain didn't returned too soon... I am pretty sure that stuff also puts me to sleep. Honestly. As soon as I got home from that I slept for three hours, dead to the world. And my little sister was being quiet loud too. I found that out after I woke up. Now the question you've all been waiting for... Why did she have to go to the denist? Well, apparently it wasn't just an abbsess. There was another tooth right beside that was on its way for abbsess-ing. The one that was abbsess-ing was the one creating all the pain. The one that had the abbsess was the one that helped cause all the swelling. Yes lots of swelling. You wouldn't see it though. It was so swollen under my lip that I couldn't lift it up. Even with my fingers I had lots of trouble lifting my lip up. That's how bad it was. You know you're special when your denist says 'I haven't seen one of these in about five years'.
To answer the question, yes that's why I am not at youth. My eyes are twitching, telling me to go back to sleep. That's what my other topic for this blog was... school; more specifically, teachers and classes. My classes go, Math with Mr.Alderson (apparently he's not the best math teacher in the world... and math comes very hard for me... so anyone, help? I already having trouble.) Then Biology with Mr. Hilton (what's funny is so far I have not had another science teacher since I came to Parkland) then English Honors with Mr. Lindoff (last semseter he's teaching!!) and finally Foods with Mrs. Mazzio... dunno how to spell her name, and she doesn't get the honor of having her name properly spelt. I don't like her. At all. She's loud... and her teaching style doesn't fit what you need for a foods class. Luckly she isn't here for the whole semseter. She's only here 'till about the middle of October. Thankfully. You see what's happening is Mrs. Laws (better known as Miss. Rush) is soon going on maturnity leave. And Mrs. Maze is retireing. So our food teacher is really a consuiller, filling in for the food teacher. She's already really botching it up. If I don't like the perment Foods teacher maybe I'll drop the course... maybe not. Unfortunately, I have the loud mouth teacher next semseter too. So if I drop Foods now I'll have to deal with her, if I stay I can drop that next semseter. I have her in Family Management, which is a shame, cause I was looking forward to that class. Ack, oh well. I am really happy with Biology and English though... not so much with Math. Never with math. Ever. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to take it, but this is more my older brother's field. NOT mine. I'll take the books... I LIKE books... just not books on Math, please.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Ouch moved to less ouch + school.
You know how I wrote about the absess in my last post? Well, the good thing is that it doesn't hurt so much any more. The bad thing is it still affects me trying to eat. It still hurts a bit to eat, and when something is out of wack with your body, it likes to try and correct it before taking care of your other needs. Or, at least, that's what I've found. Example, you're so tired you don't feel like eating. Maybe that's just me.
After a pretty fun time with Alyssa at the waterslides and various stores, I came home for a while and did some training with my dog and my dad. Sounds kinda funny, doesn't it? To start from the beginning, when we first got my dog, she didn't really like my older brother and freaked out at my dad. The reason she freaked out at my dad? Well, for one, he is an older guy, and at the time she didn't like them either. Seems now, she's fine with my dad, but hates my dad's hat. Or when my dad wears his hat. Especailly if my dad is wearing his hat and my dog is between me and my dad, or my dad trys to hug me. So we did a small bit of work on that, I finished packing 'cause I was going to be going on a sleepover, over at Ad's house later that night. I had forgotten that I had promised to meet my mom over at DQ for supper though... and didn't end up calling her until about six... I was supposed to have met her at four... but she didn't seem to angry with me. Which suprised me. In a very good way. To try and make up for it I apologized a seemily billion times... and she wasn't mad that I was that sorry either. At some point I am pretty sure I got pretty annoying. So I get to Ad's house and we have some good times... with a soccer ball... and not so much with a baseball bat, and exploring. Guess what Ad? I found two cd's of the Crazy Frog at WalMart when we were doing more last minute shopping today.
We had also done some yesterday... and that sums up my yesterday pretty much. Yesterday was also the day that I figured out that my mouth didn't hurt so much anymore. By the way, the anibotics that the denist gave me has been moving the infection downward, mainly so that they can operate on it. This leaves me with no more swelling (as slight as it was) on my face, but now leaves me a fat upper lip. I don't care if you can't see it, I can certaintly feel it. I also can't move the top left upper side of my lip now. Because of infection. So smiling is lopsided... and I can't whistle that good to my dog either.
Yesterday we also went to the Christain Book and Music store. My mom had wanted to get a cd of music that she liked, and I was looking at the books. Found one that I have wanted since HistoryMaker and one that I have heard alot about, and decided that is might be worth getting. The first book is called, Every Young Women's Battle, and the second is The Screwtape Letters. We also got the conterpart for my brother's, Every Young Man's Battle. I started reading EYWB and am almost done Screwtape Letters, also am in the middle of a book my older brother got me for my B-day, and have three to read that Ad said that I should. Yay for books!
Today at WalMart while browing around, I found what I think is a pretty cool game. Yes it does have something to do with horses... it was on sale and I ask my mom if she would get it for me and I would pay her back, because I didn't have any money on me as we went up right after getting out of school. Talking of school... Couldn't they have taken ten minutes to do what they did today, tomorrow? They're already going to make us have tag every morning this week... I could have slept in! I know some people who didn't even show... Something really weird, today in tag a guy was mooning all the girls to show off a new tattoo... Not something I need to see first thing in the morning.
Last year at the end of the year, Liz was taking suggestions on how we could influance our school in the coming year... I think, if not that, something along those lines. I suggested getting some books and getting them into the library. Mainly 'cause at that time my older brother was reading some intresting things, and I thought that maybe they'd allow it in as a refreance book. They have a Bible, why not more literature? It doesn't even have to be all theory stuff, just things that don't revolve around the lead female character not wearing enough and being 'sensual'.
That's pretty much all for now... I don't wanna get up tomorrow morning... who wants to wake up to the sweet smell of math textbook?
You know how I wrote about the absess in my last post? Well, the good thing is that it doesn't hurt so much any more. The bad thing is it still affects me trying to eat. It still hurts a bit to eat, and when something is out of wack with your body, it likes to try and correct it before taking care of your other needs. Or, at least, that's what I've found. Example, you're so tired you don't feel like eating. Maybe that's just me.
After a pretty fun time with Alyssa at the waterslides and various stores, I came home for a while and did some training with my dog and my dad. Sounds kinda funny, doesn't it? To start from the beginning, when we first got my dog, she didn't really like my older brother and freaked out at my dad. The reason she freaked out at my dad? Well, for one, he is an older guy, and at the time she didn't like them either. Seems now, she's fine with my dad, but hates my dad's hat. Or when my dad wears his hat. Especailly if my dad is wearing his hat and my dog is between me and my dad, or my dad trys to hug me. So we did a small bit of work on that, I finished packing 'cause I was going to be going on a sleepover, over at Ad's house later that night. I had forgotten that I had promised to meet my mom over at DQ for supper though... and didn't end up calling her until about six... I was supposed to have met her at four... but she didn't seem to angry with me. Which suprised me. In a very good way. To try and make up for it I apologized a seemily billion times... and she wasn't mad that I was that sorry either. At some point I am pretty sure I got pretty annoying. So I get to Ad's house and we have some good times... with a soccer ball... and not so much with a baseball bat, and exploring. Guess what Ad? I found two cd's of the Crazy Frog at WalMart when we were doing more last minute shopping today.
We had also done some yesterday... and that sums up my yesterday pretty much. Yesterday was also the day that I figured out that my mouth didn't hurt so much anymore. By the way, the anibotics that the denist gave me has been moving the infection downward, mainly so that they can operate on it. This leaves me with no more swelling (as slight as it was) on my face, but now leaves me a fat upper lip. I don't care if you can't see it, I can certaintly feel it. I also can't move the top left upper side of my lip now. Because of infection. So smiling is lopsided... and I can't whistle that good to my dog either.
Yesterday we also went to the Christain Book and Music store. My mom had wanted to get a cd of music that she liked, and I was looking at the books. Found one that I have wanted since HistoryMaker and one that I have heard alot about, and decided that is might be worth getting. The first book is called, Every Young Women's Battle, and the second is The Screwtape Letters. We also got the conterpart for my brother's, Every Young Man's Battle. I started reading EYWB and am almost done Screwtape Letters, also am in the middle of a book my older brother got me for my B-day, and have three to read that Ad said that I should. Yay for books!
Today at WalMart while browing around, I found what I think is a pretty cool game. Yes it does have something to do with horses... it was on sale and I ask my mom if she would get it for me and I would pay her back, because I didn't have any money on me as we went up right after getting out of school. Talking of school... Couldn't they have taken ten minutes to do what they did today, tomorrow? They're already going to make us have tag every morning this week... I could have slept in! I know some people who didn't even show... Something really weird, today in tag a guy was mooning all the girls to show off a new tattoo... Not something I need to see first thing in the morning.
Last year at the end of the year, Liz was taking suggestions on how we could influance our school in the coming year... I think, if not that, something along those lines. I suggested getting some books and getting them into the library. Mainly 'cause at that time my older brother was reading some intresting things, and I thought that maybe they'd allow it in as a refreance book. They have a Bible, why not more literature? It doesn't even have to be all theory stuff, just things that don't revolve around the lead female character not wearing enough and being 'sensual'.
That's pretty much all for now... I don't wanna get up tomorrow morning... who wants to wake up to the sweet smell of math textbook?
Friday, September 01, 2006
Now, where to start?
You know how I said before that I had nothing to do? And you also know that saying, 'When it rains, it pours'. Well, now lots is going on. Originally the reason I decided not to go to camp this year was to help Ado pack up and move over here. For those who don't know, she's coming over here for a while, so that she and her brothers can attend public schools. Also so that they can knock down they're old house and bulid a new one in it's stead. Not exactly where it was... for very good reasons.
My mouth after my brother's started bugging him, seemed to decide that it was time to join in. So today after sending them off to camp we got to go to the denist. Turns out I got a er... I knew the name... I knew it!! How about I tell you what I meant and you fill in the blank. It's a pocket of liquid that is putting pressure on one of the roots of my teeth. This is making it hard to eat, even when I am medicated. That's part of the reason that my mom took me in the first place, she got concered that I wasn't eating enough... or at least not as much as I usually do. I also couldn't sleep very well. Apparently the spirit I show in things is also lacking. That would be directly from having to put up with pain 24/7 since Tuesday night. She didn't know about it until Wednesday evening, though.
Since Ado's family had mostly moved over here, and I didn't have that much to help with anymore, me and Ado decided that we would have a sleep over. Especially since she wasn't allowed to go to the camp out. So now I have that to look forward too. To jump around slightly, in my previous post I told of the dinner that my parents wished for my family to attend, they have another one on Sunday, but that is not what I am talking about. The previous dinner acutally turned out pretty good. They had a dog, and were trying to teach it to rollover and didn't quite know how, so I helped them get started. Also the fact that I knew one of the ladies' daughters helped out a bit.
Jumping back to present, the next thing that they wish that we attend is Sunday afternoon at two. Directly after my brothers come back home. I remember what I was trying to say earlier, or rather, I asked my mom and she told me. It's an absess. Dunno if that's the way you spell it... but oh well. More jumping, tomorrow I go with Alyssa to the waterslides. I am so excited about that. I imagine that it would be more fun if my mouth wasn't bugging me, so I'll be careful to take the antibotic, just for you Alyssa.
Jumping once again, the baby shower for Issaih was so much fun. Sarah should host more baby showers. I do kinda feel sorry for the guys though. Some of them really wanted to come. Nothing you can to do to change the past... I am pretty sure that's all I have right now... I had some good thoughts earlier, but I forgot. Again. I could tell you about how my older brother got me a book for my birthday, and after he got realized that it was second in the series, so later on went and got me the first one... but I dunno if you wanna hear about that.
So this is me saying, good night!
You know how I said before that I had nothing to do? And you also know that saying, 'When it rains, it pours'. Well, now lots is going on. Originally the reason I decided not to go to camp this year was to help Ado pack up and move over here. For those who don't know, she's coming over here for a while, so that she and her brothers can attend public schools. Also so that they can knock down they're old house and bulid a new one in it's stead. Not exactly where it was... for very good reasons.
My mouth after my brother's started bugging him, seemed to decide that it was time to join in. So today after sending them off to camp we got to go to the denist. Turns out I got a er... I knew the name... I knew it!! How about I tell you what I meant and you fill in the blank. It's a pocket of liquid that is putting pressure on one of the roots of my teeth. This is making it hard to eat, even when I am medicated. That's part of the reason that my mom took me in the first place, she got concered that I wasn't eating enough... or at least not as much as I usually do. I also couldn't sleep very well. Apparently the spirit I show in things is also lacking. That would be directly from having to put up with pain 24/7 since Tuesday night. She didn't know about it until Wednesday evening, though.
Since Ado's family had mostly moved over here, and I didn't have that much to help with anymore, me and Ado decided that we would have a sleep over. Especially since she wasn't allowed to go to the camp out. So now I have that to look forward too. To jump around slightly, in my previous post I told of the dinner that my parents wished for my family to attend, they have another one on Sunday, but that is not what I am talking about. The previous dinner acutally turned out pretty good. They had a dog, and were trying to teach it to rollover and didn't quite know how, so I helped them get started. Also the fact that I knew one of the ladies' daughters helped out a bit.
Jumping back to present, the next thing that they wish that we attend is Sunday afternoon at two. Directly after my brothers come back home. I remember what I was trying to say earlier, or rather, I asked my mom and she told me. It's an absess. Dunno if that's the way you spell it... but oh well. More jumping, tomorrow I go with Alyssa to the waterslides. I am so excited about that. I imagine that it would be more fun if my mouth wasn't bugging me, so I'll be careful to take the antibotic, just for you Alyssa.
Jumping once again, the baby shower for Issaih was so much fun. Sarah should host more baby showers. I do kinda feel sorry for the guys though. Some of them really wanted to come. Nothing you can to do to change the past... I am pretty sure that's all I have right now... I had some good thoughts earlier, but I forgot. Again. I could tell you about how my older brother got me a book for my birthday, and after he got realized that it was second in the series, so later on went and got me the first one... but I dunno if you wanna hear about that.
So this is me saying, good night!
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