Totally and Completely Messed

Okay, let's get this done.
Today is Friday, supposedly the best day of the week. I woke up today going crazy looking for my eye ointment thing (nasty). Oh, yesterday I didn't go to school because I was too mad at my pink eye for being pink. Figures, I always end up getting pink eye. Well, enough of my eye business. Today, like I said before, is Friday. Volleyball night, and yes, I am excited.
I wish we could have traveled for volleyball, but it's okay. Either way we are going to play volleyball. That's all I can ask for. I love volleyball, even more than basketball which is a little weird. Looking back to long time ago (LOL), I never thought that Akiuk would have a volleyball team. I used to watch the grown-ups play volleyball, and they looked so cool to me. Back then, I used to hide in the bathroom, and secretly watch them. Right when I turned 13, I started to play. I loved it. It was so fun! I was scared, for sure, but it was "da bomb diggity." This post was a little old, but I have to finish it.
This today it now be... Wait, let me rephrase that. Today is Thursday and I'm sicker than sick can be. My nose is stuffy and runny, my eye is watering, and my cough hurts like crap. Nothing but sneezing and coughing, and coughing and sneezing. Darnit. I've never felt this crappy since I don't remember when. All I know is right now I'm doing nothing but sneezing.
Back to work, and I don't want to be here. I am uncomfortable being here, and I wish I could go home. There is people I don't want to see, even they live here. Which is kind of weird because I live here, IT lives here and same villie as well. I'm like [beaver] dam. (LOL)
I did not go school for a while. Ever since Friday, and its been about a week. I mean I'm here now, on a Thursday, sicker than sick can be. I got used to jamming out to slow songs instead of heavy metal like usual. I don't know how my music interests changed from hardcore heavy metal to slwo songs with meaningful words. Yuck! I know I love music, but to have that drastic change is kind of weird. I was always thinking of the dark and being nice and alone. I love being alone in the dark. It makes me feel crazy. Eh! Well, that pretty much it. I love wearing only black, wearing too dark make-up, thinking dark thoughts and death itself. Questioning it, understanding it. Searching it. IDK why I like thinking. It passes the time. it lets me have something to do.

Volleyball

EXCITED!
Friday! I can wait, but you know I can't! I really want to play volleyball, and I hope we do good. I'm kind of sad, considering the fact that this is my last year. I don't even know if I used the word "considering" right. Well, who cares? Other than teachers of course. This is my last year, and I'm just writing this here blog. As always. I want to go out with a bang. If you know what I mean. I want to remember this year as the best, not the most annoying and most hated year. Believe me, I will always find a flaw. There is nothing I'd rather do than just have a GOOD year. A happy year, but being that fact that I'm me, I know that it will be hard.
Boys seem to have it all good, as for girls, there always has to be something wrong. I mean, a guy can have a banging year, while a girl is just suffering. I'm not being sexist or anything, but being a girl is hard. (LOL) I know guys have it hard too, but they sure have a good way in hiding it. I have an older brother, and he says we have it good, but we just over do everything and take everything too seriously. I know I am serious when it comes to insignificant things, but I can't help it. I always over react and get too angry for nothing.
BACK TO VOLLEYBALL.
This Friday we are having a meet, and here I am struggling to get up in the morning, and trying to be interested in school. I wake up too late everyday, and I end up running to school. Good warm up before a crappy day at school, but four teams are coming. If I heard right. I'm, like, so totally ready to, like, play and, like, do good and whatever!

Writing About Something

Well, I guess that this week I kind of had to do my two blogs.
Starting from Monday, I think there was no Internet, or was it Yesterday? Whichever. I've been avoiding this class, because I am sort of lazy to have to type this thing. I know i have to do it because my teacher has nothing better for me to do, but I guess its better than having study hall. Not.
I love this class because you could say it is easy. Of course it is easy, but that's because I is a teacher aide. I'm kidding. I am a teacher aide for, who else but, Quagmire! Alright, enough kidding around. DJ is my teacher for this here class, and I like being in this class. I get to hang out with my little shorty, Joseph. Me and shorty go way back, well, that's probably because he is my first cousin, and lived here since who knows how long. I also get to joke around with JP girl and Laugh with/at Sherry too! (LOL)
Would I call this class my "spare time?" In a way, it is. I mean, I write about anything, because I have a lot to say. It's not that I need a topic or some thing to write about, it's just that i jump from subject to subject. See, right now I'm explaining what I am doing, after talking about my teacher aide class. \
Okay, back to writing about something.
I completely forgot to fill in a eligibility for. Figures. I always forget, even if it is something important. Well, I think I'm going to work on my writing assesment. Peace out. (LOL)

Just PLain Weird

What have I been up to? What am I doing? How do I spend my free time? Answer to question number 1: I've been UNPACKING everything that I can. If I knew I would have to work this hard just for a mold-free house, then I wouldn't have signed up for this job. I'm only kidding, but beaver dam! It's annoying! (LOL)

Answer to question number 2: Right now I am sitting on Ms. Jamison, or DJ's, classroom floor typing this here blog. Boring isn't it? Ah, but some one's got to do it. I need a grade for this teacher aide class, and the main thing I do in here is revise or edit students' papers and do the things the teacher doesn't want to do. Yup. Exciting. B-E-A-UTIFUL. NAWT! 

I'm not saying I don't like this class or anything, but I guess it's a whole lot better than trying to help kids even though I don't know what to do. Yeah, here I know what I'm doing, and what the student needs help with. And yes, teachers do get lazy. They are normal people, just like everyone else. Well, most of them. Know what I'm saying? Every school has a freaky deaky teacher, and no DJ, I'm not talking about you. Hakuna Matata. 

 Answer to question number 3: I spend my free time thinking. I think about when I even have free time, and why I never do anything. Then later realize that I wasted valuable time thinking about when I have it, even though without knowing that I am wasting it. You got that part? I think I followed what I was trying to say, but who knows. The writer of this blog might have a chance, but I'm afraid to ask her. You think she'll get mad at me? I mean, i know her and she knows me, but to be honest, we aren't that close. So you want to ask her? Please? I'll give you half a dollar? :))=)) (LMFAO)

$L33p!n B3@uty... NOT

I woke up late everyday this week, figures. Well, some time last week my family and I moved into our renovated house. Yippy kay yay. Yeah right. It is annoying me. First I had a busy weekend, and hardly ever went out of my house. I just stayed inside unpacking and finding places for things. Our "big" house seemed to shrink when we brought EVERYTHING in. I mean, how in the hell could that little house hold so much junk? How did we live all those years? 

One thing that freaked me out was that we were living with bah-jillions [[my own word]] of spiders and little beetles. Nasty! I was like, Ma, I'm not going to sleep in here, but was only kidding. I mean come on! I have my own room! I have to sleep in there! (LOL) 

Spare time, ah, do I even have spare time nowadays? Most likely, but it doesn't seem like it. If I'm not unpacking, I'm doing homework; if I'm not doing homework, I'm unpacking. So either way I'm inside. No more fresh air I guess. You could say that I am stressed out, I just say that this is it. Senior year! Which means--> STRESSED=NO SLEEP. Me-sleep=you better watch out. You got that? Today I got one sleepy eye, again no surprise. All because I didn't sleep. even during D.E.A.R. I don't catch a few Zs because I'm so caught up in this war book. Guess what I'm trying to write is, I need sleep. Right now I could be sleeping, but I have to write this. You know what? I'm done.