My Journal

December 12th 2016

I woke up late. Got to school. And I forgot my glasses. I CAN'T SEEE ;-;

Someone asked where Africa was and followed by. "It's not in Australia, is it?" Everyone started explaining to him but he still didn't get it. So normally I'll just silently be annoyed. But today I just exclaimed to him saying. "You know Egypt? That's a country in Africa!" Then he finally got it.

While we were chatting about Christmas and our principal walked in jokingly saying. "I'm the fun police. No fun allowed." Liam just nonchalantly looked at her and said. "go
Away" and went back to his work. We all just laughed and joked about how he was probably going to die.

I also found out Morgan tried to sell her day for $150 and no one wanted him. XD

We also watched Hetalia crack during break and Morgan and I laughed out asses off.

During Digital Arts I went to the band room to talk to the new band teacher about an LGBTQ+ song they are preforming, while I was wearing my "Straight Outta The Closet"
Shirt. I needed to know what they wanted for their background for their performance. (Since I'm designing it) and they all just said. "Your shirt."

At lunch we talked about who has the biggest boobs. Me and two other girls apparently have the biggest.

In Science we presented our projects. And it was cool, Morgan left early so I had to go to dance alone ;-;

In Dance I just hung out and read my book, I started writing one of the letters.

After we went home, I laid down for a bit to get comfy :3

I remembered about how we ended up talking about family traditions and I talked a bit about how my grandfather was a veteran in World War Two.

After the war. He refused to collect his metals due to all the scaring things he saw throughout the war.

He passed away on Christmas Eve and it will be 13 years this Christmas Eve. What was heartbreaking is that when he was dying, his last words were about things he regretted. Especially looking into the eyes of those who were dying in the war. He had started to forget quite a bit. But it was heartbreaking how he remembered so clearly, the emotional pain he went through when he was drafted. Just remembering the things my mum told me about him. And how he was so gentle and thoughtful of me when I was too young to remember him, makes me cry.  I don't remember him, I was too young to. But I miss him quite a bit.

Anyway. I laid around for a bit and drew and I got really tired. So night :3