Monday, January 29, 2007

Another LOOOOONG post, sorry.
My dad’s going to be out today and tomorrow so I have to get a ride home from my former AP US History teacher. That’s going to be interesting. I love her. She’s great teacher and wonderful person, but it’s going to be different than my usual routine.

I’ve got a situation on my hands, well, not singularly my situation, but I am involved. Read and comment on what you think we should do. This all came up when I spent the weekend at her house. My cousin has been staying with my grandma during the week. He still is, but there’s a problem that’s come up. He’s been hanging around a lot of “thugs” and kids that do marijuana, and we know now that my cousin has smoked with them (because he told us he did). Okay, so what’s the problem? Well, if he’s going to be doing drugs, he can’t stay with Grandma.

It’s just this. If my cousin comes home to her house high and something happens to where he gets upset, he could seriously hurt her. She’s in her mid 80s, in a wheelchair, and a diabetic, so that’s a serious and dangerous scenario.

We’re considering having Grandma move in with us, but we’re not sure which room we’d give up for her. I know my room is the only bedroom big enough for her needs, even thought I’ve only been in it for less than a year and am deeply in love with it. I brought this up to Mom. She said I was going to have my room until I left for college, guaranteed, and I said, “Well, if he keeps this up, we might not have until then.” And every time I started talking about it, I kept starting to cry. I had to leave the room a couple of times just so mom wouldn’t see me crying and get upset herself.

Tell me what you think. Don’t be shy. Anything helps.

Oh, any my other situation, this one’s less serious, just a bit funny. Mr. D was out Weds. – Fri. so we didn’t do anything on Friday in Art IV. I had finished my painting, so I didn’t have anything to do. Collin brought Saw III, so we watched that. I felt like vomiting. I can’t stand to watch torture. But, anyway, Jason was all clingy and cuddly to me. He put his arm over my shoulder and was messing with my ear (just a bit weird). And he kept doing this thing where he’d bring his lips really close to mine like he was going to kiss me and then he’d turn away with a sad sound. I’d ask, “What? What do you want me to do? Kiss you?” And he wouldn’t say anything. Once, though, he did kiss me. It was a prolonged, held kiss, and it was so weird. I was like, “What the hell is he doing?” Collin said, “Ya’ll two need to go out, seriously.” And Jason said, arm still around me, lacing his fingers with mine, “No we don’t. We tried it. It doesn’t work out.” I shook my head, agreeing, and thought to myself, “It was your fault it didn’t work out. You dumped me for the slut Mollie because she used her slut powers to steal you from me. That slut.” And that’s a true story. Stupid slut.

Then class was over and I gave Angela a hug. She kissed me on the cheek and said, “Bye, honey.” She also did that the day before. She said if she were going to the prom she’d go in a tuxedo. I think I’m going to ask her if she wants to go to the prom with me (as friends, you losers). Heather, I doubt Caleb will be around for you to force him to take me. Remember when you said that? “I’m going to kidnap Caleb and force his bitch ass to take you to prom, okay?” Lol. I don’t know if those were your exact words, but it was something to that nature.

Wrote too much again. Entschuldigung.

Auf Wiedersehen - Susan

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