Well I completely lied about posting at all yesterday, let alone an in the middle of the day post. So today's post should be extremely long because I have lots to talk about. So Friday afternoon my aunt and my cousins just drop by to spend the weekend. They have a habit of doing that and I think that it's the most annoying thing in the world. They think that because they are family we should be open to receive them anytime but that's really not how it goes. They are obnoxious and have a habit of treating my house like their own, which it is not. It's not okay to make a mess and then expect that I'll clean it up because it's my house. It's not okay to act like my mother when clearly you're not. Sorry about the rant about how much I hate my family. They are just the most annoying things.
Then that night, I finished my essay that has been ruining all of my thoughts forever. It's done, done, done, done. I never have to look at it again, except for one last edit sometime tomorrow. I also started working on my amazing English assignment. it's about Harry Potter. I love being able to write about Harry Potter for school. It lets me stretch my Harry muscles and makes me feel knowledgeable about things.
The next day I went to my dad's house which was really nice because I don't see him nearly as often as I would like to. I got to see my baby brother and oh my goodness as he grown since the last time that I saw him. He is able to understand simple instructions and he can say "all done", "mama", "dog", "nana" and other simple words. When he was a baby my step mom taught him all done and more in sign language along with some other miscellaneous words so he was able to ask for simple things without just crying.
We went for a walk in the park that is no joke dedicated to the Great Potato Famine in Ireland. In New York. What is the point of that? I have no idea who would build that, but they had a really awesome biking/ walking trail, and while you're walking on it, while pushing a baby car like thing, it is scary when bikers are coming full speed at you and you don't know which way to go. But we survived, barely.
Around bridges I get REALLY paranoid that I'm going to fall off. I'm not good at balancing as is, but bridges I am terrified of. While I was walking with my brother, all I could think of is what would happen if he got out of the car and then ran towards the side of the bridge. He's so small, and he falls a lot, so it would not be hard for him to fall off accidentally. I'm always SO paranoid that some freak event is going to happen.
Then today, I sat around and played guitar all day, pretty much. I'm just learning the guitar and I'm getting pretty good at it. I'm missing one of my strings though so I don't know where my finger goes on that string for any of the chords, but whatever. I've been obsessed with Lauren Fairweather's music lately, and I learned some of her songs on my broken guitar. The one problem with my music is that I cannot sing. I am completely tone def, so it's really unfortunate that I like music so much. Even though my love for writing trumps my love for music.
My friend also came over and we worked on a graphic organizer for our APUSH class that's due with the essay. We have a lot of holes in the essay so my friend is going to be getting the rest of it from her twin brother who is also in the class, and who had it done long ago.
Oh! This morning I also went to AC Moore for my art supplies and they are so pretty! I got new drawing pencils and charcoal and acrylic paints and chalk pastels and new kneaded erasers and a new sketchbook. I'm an art geek and I love new art supplies, so much.
