Monday, June 18, 2007

Bleh
(This post is a combination of what’s been happening over the course of the weekend. Friday and Saturday were obviously writing on Saturday. As for the rest…I’ll see. Sorry ahead of time if you don’t have enough time to read all this, and to those of you who are new…I’m sorry if haven’t commented on your site. I’m forced to use a crappy server called Citrix and it is REALLY slow, so sorry if I can’t get to your site. I’ll be sure to do so when I’m home or during summer break, which starts on the 28th, so bear with me?)


Friday


Man was Friday was drag…I got some news that pretty much ruined my day. I was getting ready and everything, because I was heading home…or so I though. I decide to call my dad and see when I should start heading up to the front gate, because I don’t want to wait too long for him to show up, and I don’t want him waiting etcetera etcetera. He’s wondering what I’m talking about, because he’s on his way home already and crap. He tells me to call my mom to see what’s going on and I…well…I do so. Turns she forgot to tell me that my dad is had to work on Saturday…and she said it calmly, like it was no big deal. Well, to me it kinda was, what with this weekend being Father’s Day and all, but I guess I won’t be home to help him out and crap. Yeah, when he’s home, he’s usually doing something constructive to the house, and sometimes, I get dragged into it. Well, drag is a harsh word, but think of it like this…when he does something, my mom usually wants to change it. Perfect example being me and my dad weeding the front of the house so we can cement it down, which was a pain, but we got it done. A few moments later, my mom comes storming out yelling at us because of what we did. She never said no, and it was a good idea, since no one took care of the plants on the front anyway…those anyway. No…a better example is the furniture. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to help move the SAME thing up and down the stairs, over and over because my parents can’t make up their minds. I don’t mind helping, seriously, but when you’ve got me doing the same thing in the opposite direction, it kind of irks me. Why do they do this? They say it’ll add value to the house or something when they sell it, or they didn’t like something…but that almost doesn’t matter since they’re already planning on moving again…and if they do, I’m just make bigger plans and try to move off somewhere, because I’m sick of Texas. *takes breath* Well, this almost concludes my rant concerning the lame news on Friday. Lame enough to almost make me wanna skip dinner.


Saturday


Well, today (yeah, I’m actually able to type on the weekend) nothing much happened…had an awkward night of sleep. Well, the Friday BS along with my allergies or whatever kicking in made me feel like crap, so I went to bed early. All I remember doing was waking up, repositioning myself…mainly rolling on my other side, and falling back to sleep. *nods* Yeah, that’s basically what I can call a decent nights sleep also. Oh yeah, it also rained apparently, but I think that’s safe to say because there tons of puddles and stuff. But back to how my day is so far…this morning was weird because of our lazy RA. Now, don’t get me wrong, all she’s supposed to do is well, be there and get all the technical stuff done I suppose, but when it comes to actually helping a student out or something, well, she’ll just smile and leave it to someone else. That someone else happened to be…not me…but our poor friend Jennings. *sighs* Long story short, he had to help some guy find a building because like I said earlier, RA is lazy, and he’s got a “leadership” position. Now, put yourself in this situation. You’re the RA, and a student comes to you for help, serious help. Like…he wants to make sure he can get somewhere safe help. What do YOU do? You’ve got several options at hand, but guess which one OUR RA picked? *wrong answer buzzer* She decided to hand him off to the one leader that shouldn’t be on a case like this and told him to take him to the counselor center…which is closed.... The crazy thing about this, the guy who needed assistance in getting from point A to point B, had a home made shank on him. That was just this morning too, but things calmed down sort of at breakfast. I had gone there with Jennings, and before long, two of our other friends pop up, wondering why I’m here. I give them the news, and vent a little, and end up in the art room. Ended up staying there until dinner, but some stuff happened during that time, which will be broken down in a few a sentences...I guess. Jennings drew, Hitsu drew, thejp drew, and I wrote and revised and stuff. Yeah, I didn’t feel drawing, and I didn’t have drawing paper, so yeah. Revisions are basically regarding this story thingie me and RMC are trying to do, but instead of asking who wants to be in it, I’m just gonna throw some of you guys in there. So forgive if I get something wrong about you, if I happen to well…get something wrong (I doubt that, because I’m gonna talk to the people I picked, if they want out, then a change of plans is in order then I guess). After all that, and me trying to get Jennings to not take offense to EVERYTHING that Hitsu said, I ended up at dinner, which was mediocre. Oh, that and it convinced me to go on a green diet of sorts. But I’ll save that for another time, when I already haven’t bored you to death with one of my uber long rants such as this. *laughs* The plan for the rest of my day is to try to watch some anime, maybe play some Pokémon, and just get a good nights sleep.


Sunday

Not worth mentioning...

Today

Okay, basically, I got a bunch of lame news, my weekend was bleh, and well...I'll talk about it more later. Yeah, that stuff was written DURING the weekend, just in case you didn't know.
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