It's a family tradition of ours for the whole family to get sick on breaks. Nice to know that the tradition still lives this year. Not. Just kidding, I'm very thankful that we all just have colds and are full of green snot rather than something else. Knock on wood. Hey, if the kitchen smells bad, I can't smell it just saying.
So what have I done on this glorious break so far? Well, I puked. Then I had an all day Harry Potter marathon because my last Harry Potter marathon was so rudely interrupted by an orchestra concert. I started crocheting again. Don't judge me. I love crocheting and I used to be really good at it but then I stopped when I discovered boys. And that some people don't think crocheting is cool. And this thing called homework in high school. But guess what? I don't care what people think about it! And I'm very ill with a sickness called senioritis so homework, ha!
Guess what else I started doing this year that I stopped doing years ago. This thing called reading! Oh my goodness I've read so many books this year its been amazing. The librarians at the school now know my id number without asking. Ok, that was a bit of an exaggeration. But they know who I am! If anyone needs a good teen book recommendation, feel free to ask me. I've read a ton.
Ok funny story. So in my English class we get to silent read on most Wednesdays. Well actually every Wednesday. Because the weeks that my teacher tries to do something else besides read, the class gets in such a fury they spend half the class telling him how it is clearly Wednesday and we read on Wednesdays and he ever so gently tells them that yes, he is an intelligent human being and knows what day of the week it is but blah blah blah has come up so we need to have a lesson. Us smart kids, myself included, have heard this argument a thousand times and read through the entire thing. If I can't tone out the arguing with my book, then it's obviously not a good book. The one thing I don't like is that our teacher writes down what we're reading every week and just because whatever I'm reading has a butterfly on the cover DOES NOT MEAN that it isn't a fantastic book. For your information, said book with a butterfly on the cover won a lot of awards for experimenting with the never used second person perspective and also dealt with stockholm syndrome. How many kids do you know know what stockholm syndrome is. Besides the AP Psych kids of course. Or the ones who watch a lot of crime shows. Yeah. That's what I thought.
Anyways. Yesterday I was sick and I basically just laid on the couch all day which was pretty boring. But then mi boyfriend came over with some soup and I felt loads better. Just knowing he cared enough to risk his own health and come over and bring me some soup and chill for awhile made me feel, like, ahhh!!!! :) Plus, he made me stop eating my delicious cordial cherries that we only get around Christmas time and are just so darn delicious and I just can't stop eating them. . . . But he made me stop eating them so I wouldn't puke again, and so I would have some left over for today! (I'm eating my very last one as I type this.) Ok I could write a novel about how cute he is so I shall stop now and tell him how cute he is instead. And my family. I like to tell them about fifteen times a day. Just so the message will sink in. I don't think they've learned it yet.
But it's TUESDAY now! What shall I do today?
So what have I done on this glorious break so far? Well, I puked. Then I had an all day Harry Potter marathon because my last Harry Potter marathon was so rudely interrupted by an orchestra concert. I started crocheting again. Don't judge me. I love crocheting and I used to be really good at it but then I stopped when I discovered boys. And that some people don't think crocheting is cool. And this thing called homework in high school. But guess what? I don't care what people think about it! And I'm very ill with a sickness called senioritis so homework, ha!
Guess what else I started doing this year that I stopped doing years ago. This thing called reading! Oh my goodness I've read so many books this year its been amazing. The librarians at the school now know my id number without asking. Ok, that was a bit of an exaggeration. But they know who I am! If anyone needs a good teen book recommendation, feel free to ask me. I've read a ton.
Ok funny story. So in my English class we get to silent read on most Wednesdays. Well actually every Wednesday. Because the weeks that my teacher tries to do something else besides read, the class gets in such a fury they spend half the class telling him how it is clearly Wednesday and we read on Wednesdays and he ever so gently tells them that yes, he is an intelligent human being and knows what day of the week it is but blah blah blah has come up so we need to have a lesson. Us smart kids, myself included, have heard this argument a thousand times and read through the entire thing. If I can't tone out the arguing with my book, then it's obviously not a good book. The one thing I don't like is that our teacher writes down what we're reading every week and just because whatever I'm reading has a butterfly on the cover DOES NOT MEAN that it isn't a fantastic book. For your information, said book with a butterfly on the cover won a lot of awards for experimenting with the never used second person perspective and also dealt with stockholm syndrome. How many kids do you know know what stockholm syndrome is. Besides the AP Psych kids of course. Or the ones who watch a lot of crime shows. Yeah. That's what I thought.
Anyways. Yesterday I was sick and I basically just laid on the couch all day which was pretty boring. But then mi boyfriend came over with some soup and I felt loads better. Just knowing he cared enough to risk his own health and come over and bring me some soup and chill for awhile made me feel, like, ahhh!!!! :) Plus, he made me stop eating my delicious cordial cherries that we only get around Christmas time and are just so darn delicious and I just can't stop eating them. . . . But he made me stop eating them so I wouldn't puke again, and so I would have some left over for today! (I'm eating my very last one as I type this.) Ok I could write a novel about how cute he is so I shall stop now and tell him how cute he is instead. And my family. I like to tell them about fifteen times a day. Just so the message will sink in. I don't think they've learned it yet.
But it's TUESDAY now! What shall I do today?
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