My blog has been getting monotonous lately. I’ve gone over to the Staats’ house almost every day this week or something (at least I think so, though I’ve lost track of what day it is). Last night, I was just enjoying a nice time at home (bored to death), when I was very rudely interrupted by a phone call from Melissa. She said that I should come over. I figured, “What the heck? I might as well. I’m bored out of my mind right now.” I went downstairs and asked for the car, telling my parents where I was headed. My mom was just like, “Why do you like that house so much?” I told her it was because stuff actually happened there. All my parents do is read the news, argue about work, and watch westerns on TV. It’s not exactly the most exciting. And they wonder why I spend so much time on the computer talking to my friends.
So anyways, I headed over to the Staats’ house and soon got involved in a game of Rummy-o with the three Staats sisters. I had no clue how to play the game, and they had the most horribly screwed up way of explaining it, so it took me about half the game to actually understand how to play. They were trying to convince me that 11 plus 12 plus 13 equaled 30, and I was trying to think up which law of mathematics they had to break to make…Continue Reading
I am not doing so good today. Last night I had another hard night trying to get to sleep because of my sunburn, and then I had to get up early to play bass for church today. On top of my tiredness, I feel like I’m being attacked by body lice or something because of the sunburn. I’ve had an itchy spot on my back all morning, and no matter how many times I scratch it, it won’t go away. It feels like it’s underneath the surface or something, because when I put pressure on the spot, it feels a lot better, but if I just scratch it, it does nothing. It’s really, really, really, really bugging me. And it’s taking me a long time just to write this paragraph because I keep having to push on my back to try to just get rid of the stupid itch.
Anyways, on a slightly more optimistic note, I had a good time last night. After staying in my empty house all day, I was going crazy. I didn’t want people over to my house to have a party, I wanted to get out of it and go somewhere else. So anyways, in the afternoon, my sister called me up from the Tozer’s house and asked if I wanted to come over for supper. She figured that since my parents weren’t home, I’d have nothing to eat, whereas she had tons of food there, more than she could eat. That sounded like…Continue Reading
Gather ’round children, and let me tell you a story. Yes, that’s right, it’s story time. I’m going to tell you the story of last night (okay, that kind of ruined the excitement, now, didn’t it?). As I sit here sipping on my hot chocolate in the BCC mug that I got for graduation – the one that has the Aaron Award on it – I’ll just reflect a bit on the capers and exploits of last night.
It all started when Angelie and I were talking on MSN. We were both bored, so she suggested that we should get together with people and do something. She had to go to the graduation of Kristy’s brother, but afterwards, she said that both of them could hang out. So that basically left the job of figuring out what to do and who to do it with up to me. She told me just to phone the Staats, since “once you have the Staats, you have everyone.” So that’s what I did. I asked for Melissa at first, since I figured I could kill two birds with one stone and tell her about the waiver form for Wonderland at the same time as telling her to get people to hang out. However, she wasn’t home. So I talked to Josh instead and told him the situation. He said that Jeff was already there just hanging out, so people could come to their house. Then he said what I was hoping he’d say…Continue Reading
Today was awesome. It didn’t start out that way, though. The Biology exam was pretty brutal; it wasn’t terribly hard, but Mrs. Houtman decided to make us choose 15 of 20 short answer questions as well as several sets of 2 of 3 problem-solving questions. So basically, I spent about five or ten minutes just figuring out what questions I had to do. Honestly, I’d rather just be told what to do instead of having to sit there and figure out what I do or don’t know. Anyways, with that said, it still wasn’t all that horrible, and I think I did pretty well on it.
I got home to a dark, quiet house. The hydro people had given everyone in the area advanced notice that today the power was going to be off for about five hours. I got home and quickly realized just how boring life really is without the computer, TV, or music. I didn’t even have a microwave to make lunch with – I ended up eating a peanut butter and honey sandwich on half-frozen bread – since, of course, I couldn’t thaw it in any way. I went upstairs and resigned myself to a dismal five hours. Within about ten minutes or so, however, my day brightened quite a bit. Melissa phoned me up and told me to come over – I figured anything was better than sitting in a boring house for five hours, so I quickly agreed. I changed my pants to at…Continue Reading
I’m not sure what kind of mood I’m in today. It’s sort of the type of mood you get when you have a really bad headache – only without the headache. It’s a combination of slight happiness, tiredness, and disappointment. Why, you ask? I’m not completely sure why, but I’ll try explaining it as best as I can.
It was a pretty normal day today for me; I went to church in the morning, and then came home and had lunch. I didn’t get as much sleep as I’d like to have gotten, which is where I suppose the tiredness came from, so I was just a little…subdued, I guess could be a good word. Then I got on MSN, and Angelie asked me if I wanted to head over to Long Point with a bunch of people from Central. I wanted to go, but I really didn’t want to drive. I’ve been driving everywhere lately, and it’s getting boring. But after talking with her for a little bit, I realized that they needed drivers. So I went upstairs and asked my dad if I could take the car to Long Point. His exact words: “No.” I asked why not, and he said, “It’s too far.” I said something like “It’s not that far,” and his response was, “It’s almost as far as Windsor.” I said no it wasn’t (since Long Point is only about 1 1/3 the distance to Port Dover; I looked it up on a map), and…Continue Reading