Wednesday, July 14, 2004

[Yesterday did however end *very* nicely ^_^]
It's amazing how many different ways there are to be woken in the morning. For instance, you can be roused from your pleasant dreams at 5 am when your older sister gets ready for work. Maybe a second time when your dad gets ready for work at 6.30. (Then you'll have trouble getting back to sleep since he's left his alarm clock on and it goes off just as he's left the house, forcing you to leave your comfy bed to turn it off. This all feels like deja vu naturally, because it happened the day before as well.) To top it all off you're woken by the horrible sound of the doorbell at 9 am, by a man who wants two papers but have already found them by the time you come to answer the door.

*moment of composure*

I just don't like broken sleep. Especially not with 2 hour intervals and when I'm sick.

Speaking of which, I'm sorry if I scared you with the post, Angel *hugs* It was very much out of character and it was supposed to. Sort of an exercise to write differently and another attitude, along with some mental slapping to get out of my insecurity. Not to mention I was cut short due to the thunderstorm, so it probably came off even weirder than if I had had a chance to do it properly ^_^;


Ugh, I really thought the cold would be gone today but it's not. So it's used as a form of entertainment instead, because it sounds to funny when I talk :p
Vitamins, food and water is taken in, plenty, so it should die down soon.


My sister went out on her 'paper delivery' today again and I joined her (again). The weather was nice (cloudy and windy, though the sun showed itself for a while) and we found most of the addresses without a problem. Though I actually got her a bit lost when it came to one letterbox that was on my old paper route *dies of embarrassement* But in my defence I would like to say that it's been 3 years since I was in that neighbourhood and I remember the houses more than the street names. It turned out alright anyway.

A funny thing that happened while we were biking around (trying to find the street):
Imagine if you will a hedge. It stretches rather high up to the sky and you can't see what's behind it. Then picture me, biking swiftly along it and, upon reaching the end of it, exclaiming a very loud and happy 'Wheeee'. All very harmless, right ? Well, what I didn't notice was that an old lady stood in her garden (which was right behind the hedge, to my right), who didn't see me until I emerged from behind the hedge.

I mean, the timing was just so perfect. A young girl appears out of nowehere, dashes by, whee-ing as she does so. It was impossibly not to break out into a fit of laughter, but I managed to hold it back until we got some distance between us and her.... Hopefully the old lady didn't have a heart attack >__>;;;

And as usual I got 'sentimental' about not being a paper girl. It's silly how much I miss that job, heh.

Something we noticed both today and yesterday, was that my bike sounded really weird. It was this really high clanging noise, as if the front would fall apart and make me tumble to the ground, scraping myself to death O_o
Dad met us before we headed home and he suggested I have someone look at it. The guy who took it in listened to the sound and said that something was falling apart, or breaking off (something to that effect) O_O;;; ..... It's getting fixed though and my body is scrape free *sighs*


Naruto time !
*huggles everyone*
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