The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry #3: 2-26-14

[Side Note: Yes. A side note BEFORE the whole passage thing. I'm just letting you know that originally I was going to write an Entry, and an Entry Part 2, (aka an Introduction).... But I have a headache, and I have to read one last chapter for a book I'm reading in English. So, tomorrow I'll have another intro entry.]

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[Add-on to the side note: I will be doing as many introductions as there are important people in my life. So my close friends, friends, some acquaintances, and Family. Hopefully, one each day.]

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Rattle, rattle, rattle, clank!

I groaned. The cat, Mason, was at it again.

"Just shut up and calm down already!"

Mason is probably only 2 months old. He was found in the state of Michigan, where my Mom, and her boyfriend John, was visiting John's Family. They were out in the garage, (for a reason that I forget, and doesn't matter) when a small, boney kitten, meowing, and begging for food and warmth. After some handfuls if scrambled eggs, and a few cradles, they were goners. The had to take the kitten home. It's name? Amelia! She was such a cute kitten. She was so friendly for a female. Well.... We thought she was female. And then her balls dropped. Oh. Hello there! She's a He! So his new name, was Mason. Bring-home-date: January 27th!

He resides in my room. Because, you know, it's safer to not be murdered by two French Mastiff that already lived in the house.

Which, brings me to my time to rise and shine.

"It's 6:30!! You better get up!!" My mom shouts at me.

"Get outside you stubborn bastard!"

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No, that wasn't directed at me, to the famously stubborn French Mastiff, Brinks. Named after Brinks Homeland Security.

Mom finally gives up on the dog and leaves.

And I finally get up, get dressed, and go downstairs.

Eat cereal.

The normal routine, when, my eyes spot something.

Ohh!! Is that the leftover popcorn from my lunch made last night?

Mmmmm.....

So I took the bag and went to school. Aside from the remarks of having popcorn for breakfast... That's all that happened in the morning.

Although my class was locked out of the classroom for 10 minutes, because the substitute arrived late. Eventually we got in, and started taking notes from the books.

Everytime there is partner work, it's always me and RJ. We're both tired. But he's lazy. So I do the work, and he copies. But I guess I was tired, because I wrote down the word 'large' in the blank. I read it over... And I literally just wrote, "...these volcanoes have very large large." RJ and I were laughing for a good 10 minutes. It was just too funny.

But that wasn't the only laughing session RJ and I had. Again in study hall, which we are allowed to do whatever we want it, him and I were goofing around. And he started to tell a story about how his dad accidentally ran over his own phone. The last sentence of the story was, "and then he came home, saw the phone, and was like 'shit'"

Of course, I didn't here him correctly.

"Did you just say 'Leedle-Lee??"

He started laughing really hard, and I giggled with him. Then he re-worded his sentence to what I heard....

"Then he came home, saw it, and said 'Leedle-Lee!'"

We were both laughing really hard after that. Each and everytime we repeated the sentence. I eventually started laughing so hard no sound came out.

...that was great.

Next, lunch. The night before I made a sand which, and had popcorn in the microwave. But I was told to go shower, and mom would finish the rest.

Today, I open my bag to a sand which, two plastic baggies of popcorn, an orange, two fortune cookies, and a can of soda.

"OH MY GOD, MOM!" I laughed. My friends David, Chrissy, and RJ look at me.

David, said he was proud that I finally had a lunch.

"That doesn't matter," I exclaimed. "look at all of this! All I wanted was a sand which, a drink, and one Baggie of popcorn! Not all of this!!"

It was more funny than you think.

After the normal band and English, is the study hall. I showed Sydney how she is mentioned a few times, and RJ's introduction. (Which I can not stop laughing at). Then we got on the fact how Mac seems more aggravated at everyone but me.

"It's like, I POKE him, and he wants to snap my neck!" Says the terrified Sydney.

I laugh.

"That's so weird, because I poked him earlier today, and he seemed to be okay with it!" I giggle.

Well, at least we both agree, he's not the type of guy to piss off. He has phenomenal strength. And, I'm damn sure he can kill anyone he wanted to in a second. Which is kinda exciting to me. Honestly.

I told Sydney about a time in the Men's Dressing room. 'Oh god, will I be scared?' 'No! Not this time, I promise!' So we, meaning, Mac, a few crewbies, and I, we're talking about choking. Mac was playfully pretending to try and choke the others, and they flinched every time! So I piped up, "You know, if you were to do that to me, I wouldn't flinch." It was a challenge. "Oh really?" He mused. Swiftly he grabbed a hold of my neck and tightened his grip. My arms, been crossed, didn't move a muscle. As promised, I didn't flinch. We had a small stare-down, before my body realized it actually needed air, and it acted upon itself and grabbed his arm. And he released.

If he didn't, my thee arm was about to punch. As an automatic reflex. But my face remained the same. Although, he would have easily blocked a punch if I had thrown one.

"Uhhh," Sydney's eyes looked slightly horrified. I laughed.

"It's nothing to worry about!" I said, smiling.

Was it bad to enjoy the fact that he had so much power and control over me?

Oh well.

After that, I came home, went to physical therapy, had breakfast for dinner(eggs,potatoes, and toast) ....which I'm getting SICK of.... And read most of the book. While finally understanding the stereotype of cats and books.

And with one more chapter to go, I thought I should write in my daily journal. So I did.

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And that, my lovely readers, was my day. I hope you enjoyed at least some of it. I always loved feedback, Aaand, I will try and see you tomorrow! Sweet dreams, have a good morning, afternoon, evening, day... When ever you read this. Just have fun, and I'll be back with more of my daily life of being a teen!