I’ve been quite bored lately. I considered writing here last night, then I decided to save it for today. This morning, I woke up and thought I might be able to squeeze it in, but I’m glad I didn’t considering I got about 15 seconds on the computer before I had to go to worship practice and play my bass. So here it is now. This is my entry of all entries. Well, not really, but we’ll pretend it is.
I found out on the way home from church today that my sister reads my blog. She made a random comment about the term “phone tag,” and then I knew my worst nightmares had come true. My family had broken through my big wall I built, clearly labelled “Privacy.” I tried to tell her how awkward it was, but she didn’t seem to understand. She told me that it saves me having to talk to her – she can just read about my life instead. I would consider that a fair trade-off, but now I’m going to have to watch what I say. So from now on, all my entries will be about white-out. There’s really nothing to say about it, other than it being white, so all my entries will be blank. However, with this clever trick, I can make sure to never reveal anything personal about myself that can ever be found out by my family.
I actually don’t mind too much that she reads it. She said…Continue Reading
Since not much happened today besides being the first day of school (which I don’t feel like talking about), I will launch into a random discussion about a few thoughts that I received during the day. I use the word receive because thoughts in my head are far too strange to have been comprehended by a human mind. They must be from way out there somewhere. But hopefully these ones aren’t too strange. Actually, they’re quite normal. But whatever.
First off, I must mention that sisters are a pain in not just the neck and the butt, but in every other part of the body that have nerves to feel pain. My sister has no concept of the idea that “you reap what you sow” or “you get what you deserve.” She does absolutely nothing for me and then expects me to do things for her. These are minor, leisurely things as well, like getting a glass of water for her or something. She is very capable of getting one herself, nor is she in any physical or mental distress that would make her incapable. She is no further from the water cooler than I am, and even with all that said, I would be nice enough to get her a glass anyways, if it weren’t for the fact that she would have absolutely no intention of doing the same for me were she in my shoes. I suppose I should still do the loving thing and get it for…Continue Reading
This is horrible! What could I have ever done to deserve this? My entire life is ruined! Nnnnooooo!!!
Yes, my sister’s back home from university. Scary thought, I know, but I’m going to take it like a man and…hide in my basement. Seriously though, Bethany, her, and myself went out to go Christmas shopping (I hate shopping, but it needs to be done sometime I suppose). My sister drives ssssooooo slow. And we stopped off at Tim Horton’s and Dollarama, and afterwards I drove to the mall and she was criticizing everything I did. “You’re going too fast, slow down.” “Stop following the car that closely.” “Watch for pedestrians in the parking lot here.” Just for the record, I have driven more than my sister has. I also have driven more in the Taurus than she has, so I know how big the car is, etc. She parked at Tim Horton’s – crooked. I reparked it the right way, and I also parked it perfectly in the mall parking lot – the first time. And she’s criticizing my driving skills?…
I’m pretty dead right now. I’ve worked three days in a row now, and I think I get a break until like Tuesday or something. Anyways, I could have gone to a punk concert or something tonight, but it started at 7 and I got off work at 7:30. I could have still gone, but as I stated, I’m pretty dead right now.
So, sitting here still smelling like subs (that’s a lot of S’s), I’ve got time to think. My brain is still pretty active, it’s just my body that won’t work well. Basically it’s just my fingers that still function; I’m not quite sure how I’m going to walk up the stairs when I eventually go to bed, but I’ll solve that problem somehow. Anyways, I’m just going to pick something and talk about it, because this is my blog, and I decide what goes on here. If you don’t like it, screw you. I mean that in the nicest way possible 🙂 So yeah. Let’s see here. Something to talk about. Aaah, I have a good topic: siblings.
Ever notice how usually people who are only children want a brother or sister, and everyone who has one would gladly sell them to that person for a small fee? It’s pretty ridiculous when you think about it. I mean, if you had one sibling and you sold sold them, you’d be an only child. Would you start wanting them back again? Chances are you would, no matter how…Continue Reading