Miki

November Tenth Two Thousand and Fourteen

I have come to the conclusion (the same one that I make every Monday) that Monday's suck. I will turn 10,000 weeks old on Monday, November 13th, 2017, and I can only imagine how much it will suck. Today was a great example on just how bad Monday's are. I started out the day by rolling out of bed (literally), going upstairs, getting in the shower, and us being out of shampoo. I had to stand in the shower with the bottle of shampoo upside down in my hand for five minutes until I had a sufficient amount of shampoo on my hand to wash my hair. Really, all I wanted was to do was wash my hair. I have to endure algebra with the freshman, and there is one chick in that class, and I swear it to you, she showers once a week. Twice if we are lucky. Sundays are her days. If it's bad enough, she will shower again on Thursdays. If she rubs against my arm to get by, I literally want to dive into the bottle of hand sanitizer and put my hazmat suit back on once I get out of my bath of sanitizer. I'd shower twice a day if we had the money for it. I walked outside this morning to also noticed that there was snow! I think that snow is great! Chunky white snow for all of us! What made this snow not so good, was the fact that V was driving me to school. V isn't the best at driving even when the road ISN'T made of ice. Okay, so maybe I'm being a little dramatic about this one, but with Mathew in the car, it sounded like the sky was falling and killing everyone (but isn't that the usual?). On arrival to school, I found out that Emmet would be absent. I haven't been so disappointed on Manhunt Monday yet. Now I had to endure the entire school day without a laugh. Emmet makes the whole lunch table laugh and smile, so today at lunch, we sat in almost complete silence. It was enough to make anyone depressed. Another thing in my day that is depressing is Algebra. Today we had a sub. This sub knows my parents, so she thinks that she can have full conversations with me. Umm... no thank you. Outside of school you can talk to me all you want, but once you hit these walls, there is nothing like that. It's not because I don't think you are cool, or that other people will think that I am being a suck up, but it really boils down to the fact that then after the conversations they feel the need to yell at me to show that they still have power over the class. It really doesn't make me feel very good. Other things that don't feel good, is when you are in homeroom and Emmet is gone, so you don't have any friends. That meant that I actually had to do something productive. It was really a downer. After homeroom, I went to English, where I got news that some people think is really good. My Lexile raised 200 points (that's about 175 more points than most people's raise). This isn't the best news for me, however, because that means that I have to read books that are even harder. The real problem that I tend to have, is that I'm great at reading, but I don't understand anything that I actually read. After choosing a new book to read, I headed upstairs where I sat with V, Mathew, and Tina (my friend through girl scouts). We worked on homework until V had to go and pick up her mom. Then, V, Tina, and the twins and I got together and had a Girl Scout meeting. We get a lot of crap for being in Girl Scouts, but in reality, I don't see you spending your free time to give back to the community and to anyone that needs it. Literally all we do is fundraise some have enough money to give back to the people who need either goods, or simply a smile. Sometimes we make cards for people in the hospitals, and other tomes me make blankets for children (that's what we did tonight and ended up making twelve blankets for children aged infants to three years old that are currently in the hospital!). After that bout of joy, I got to come home and do some work that I had not had the chance to do, and now it's later than I have stayed up in over a week, so it's definitely going to be a rough morning. Hopefully Tuesday is better.