April 4 - 12, 2015
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Dear Hillary,
I'm sorry that Dear Melody was accidentally deleted :( That's okay. We are just messing around xD
So here we go! (WARNING - EXTREMELY LONG)
On the Friday that I was talking to you last, I wanted to write 4 imagines, but I only wrote 2, so I had to write 6 the next day, the 4th. It was hard but I got it done, and my reads have skyrocketed because of the daily posting I did this past week.
On the 5th, we left for Michigan at around 2. We made a stop about halfway in Erie, Pennsylvania to sleep for the night because the six hour drive had exhausted my mom. I love hotels, so I didn't mind staying there at all.
On the 6th, we travelled four hours to Michigan. We had lunch, then we went to drive past our old house. I wanted to burst out of the car and run inside and just walk around, but it seemed as if they were home. Ugh. I just hate the fact that I'll never be able to call that place my home ever again when it was such a big part of my life.
Then we went back to hotel and my friends that I would be staying with for the duration of the week showed up. I love them so so freaking much. They're the best. So I slept at their house in one of their beds, but it was extremely uncomfortable xD The bed had a short wall at the end of it, and I'm too tall for my regular bed at home, so. And every time I moved, the bed would make a loud noise, so I was cramping and awake all night xD
On the 7th, we sat around and watched stuff until it was time to go to a party with one of my friends boyfriend. It was a nice party, but it was really smoky and we were there for so long xD Then we met up with my mom and sisters for dinner, which was really fun. I was exhausted by the end of the day, but what's new?
On the 8th, we didn't have anything to wake up for, so my other friend that didn't have to work and I slept until 2 xD We had lunch and watched stuff until my other friend came home, and then we went out to Wendy's for dinner. By this point you could imagine that I was sick and tired of fast food and eating out, but I dealt with it.
On the 9th, we once again say around and watched stuff. But I had a haircut at 3, which I'll attach a picture of on the side? Maybe not lol.
But my family came back to their house and we all went to dinner again at Bob Evans. I'd never been before, but I'd definitely go again. Then we went to an ice cream place and stalled because that was goodbye. I hated leaving them so much. And the next time I'll see them, the older one will be in college. People grow up too freaking fast.
On the 10th, another family wanted to have breakfast with them before we left, and guess where it was at? Bob Evans. I laughed so hard oh my gosh. After that, we drove those four hours back to Erie once more to sleep, so that was fun. One of our tires looked nearly flat, so we pumped it up, but we didn't think much of it.
On the 11th, we got packed up, stuffed everything in the car, and my mom was like, 'I should probably check the tires,' because the tire pressure light had come on a few times before. The one we had pumped up before was completely flat. THEN a pen that was in my car had exploded, and it was in a little garbage bag you can hang on your glove box, so it got ink on my pants, covered the side of my arm, and on my sweatshirt. Luckily not the car though bc we're only leasing it.
So I had to go inside to wash myself and the bag thing while my mom struggled to call the emergency service to help her. They finally got there, put the spare on, but then we had to drive down to Firestone to get it fixed, and they said it would take an hour and a half to get us in! So my mom was ticked and we went to two other places and they couldn't do it either. So my mom was crying and stressing, but we were at a red light and there was a homeless veteran and my mom pulled out money and said 'thank you for your service' and I bursted out crying. I admired so much that even though she was having a terrible day, even though the repairs would cost her that money, she gave it away. So then I couldn't stop crying for a while, and my mom was like 'are you guys saying a freaking prayer yet?' and so I did when she went back in Firestone, and we finally got in. Thank you again, God.
We found out that there was a nail in the tire, but they replaced it quickly enough. We got back on the road again and it took us six hours, but we finally got home. I was so happy to have my own bed and my cat with me and wifi that actually lets me do things I want to.
I calculated all my numbers for both my imagines books in March and I had 64k reads for NHI1 and 41k reads for NHI2. That's a close match. I know that NHI2 will surpass the first book in every way, and that excites me because sometimes for the first book, I would get another 100k in five days, and that happened 3 times in a row! I didn't realize how amazing that was. I'm so excited for the future.
Plus! I only have 23 requests at the moment. That's not a lot! What if I run out? Oh my gosh. That would be so freaking terrifying and exciting and weird! Since I started getting requests, I haven't never had requests! Wow wow wow
On the 12th, aka today, I woke up at 10:45 when I really should've woken up my dad for church. I did this the last week I was home too. I was like, I'll set an alarm, but if no one wakes me up also, I'll go back to sleep. I'm such a wimp oh my gosh. Next week it's no excuses. I promise.
Today I plan to be thankful for what I have, eat some healthier food, and sleep. Sounds good to me. I don't like to do homework or write or do anything else worldly on Sunday's.
EW I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW
Whatever lol
Thanks for reading! I love you all and sorry this was so long Dx
Thanks to you, too, HILLARY. My phone automatically corrects your name to all caps xD the struggle is real
I hope you have a wonderful day!
Melody xx
p.s. the appointment to see if I'll need surgery is on Tuesday D:
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