Saturday, June 12, 2010
So Unfocused
I'm so scared of my math and science exams, because I actually have to memorize and remember things--like formulas and such (well not for science, I think the formulas are given). Today was suppose to be my nerdy-day, where I would sit by my computer with paper, textbook, pen, and my brain turned on, studying. It didn't turn out like the way I wanted to. So unfocused.
My morning did not start off so great. It was 10:30am on a Saturday and I was honestly enjoying my sleep. I forgot what I was dreaming about, but it was definitely something nice. No one was in the house this morning, it was so peace and quiet, until I got rampaged by two grandmas harassing my doorbell, again, and again, and again. See, I was going to just ignore it, but then I thought--what if it's an emergency? House on fire?! But no, they asked for my grandma, then my mom, then my dad, Okay basically my whole family. Even though I was extremely grouchy..I still answered them "They're not at home." It was either they didn't hear me---which makes sense I guess since they ARE elderly. "Where are they? Are they upstairs? Do you know where they are?" And the questions went on and on. Even though by this time I was quite annoyed, I could not help but realize that my hair! My hair is messy oh dear it must have looked like a bird's nest! So I did the natural swift of the hand to comb out my hair--or I scratched my head...I totally forgot but either way I touched my head.
"Oh my she hit her head!"
"She hit her head where?"
"I think when she opened the door!"
I was in no interest at that time to tell them my head was perfectly fine. Oh yeah, not to mention they stormed into my house when they asked for my grandma's number, and started telling me about how her son doesn't do any volunteer work. Asked me to tell him to do it and stuff and it's like what the heckkk you're son doesn't even go to my school and I don't even talk to the kid.
So after they left I was happily going back to bed, under my blanket, cuddled with fisherbear. Just what I wanted. Phonecalls, the grandmas kept calling my grandparent's phone when I clearly told them No. One. Is. At. Home. =_=
Then after that, 3 more phonecalls and I gave up on trying to go back to sleep. It was not even 11 o clock then. =[ My poor Saturday Morning where I could have slept in till like...3, kay not literally but yeah.
I just remembered I was not going to mention about the attack of the grandmas... oops
i know that i have loved you ... at 8:11 PM
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