"You have homework over the weekend!"

Don't you just love that? While I may not have much homework, math homework makes it feel like I have 10 times the number of homework I have on a Monday, including projects and tests/quizzes. Ugh, math sucks.

I have my reasons, though. You see, I have horrible past experiences with it, such as having to take a certain 5th grade math test almost 8 times-no joke!-or, failing almost all math MCAS's. Needless to say, we just don't get along. I try to put it off as long as possible, because, hey, who does like to do homework, anyway? Not me, for sure!

Besides, doing homework doesn't always assure you'll get great grades on tests and projects (among other things), because honestly? Teachers give you homework to do as busy work. Eat up all your time, and soon the only things you have time left for are mealtimes and using the bathroom.

I mean, I love school and all, but sometimes the stress level is too much to handle.

My Friend AJ

My friend AJ is crazy, but I still love her, oh, she is so my friend. Some things I love about her:

1.) She is totally crazy

2.) She is totally awesome

3.) She makes up experiments-which could possibly blow up my room

4.) She is totally unpredictable

5.) She has blonde moments

6.) She is my bestie

7.) Her favorite color is purple-like me

Yesterday: TEETH SURGERY!!!!

Can you believe it? I got 4 teeth pulled yesterday, and I still feel under the weather. (A.K.A nausea, weakness in my limbs, teeth sore-I'm a total mess!)

What Happened:

My mom and I went to Hahnemman Campus, and we walked into the day surgery room, when, in almost only 5 minutes, they called me and my mom into the surgery area. I changed into the typical hospital outfit-Johnny, golden-brown hospital socks, and a hat that was made out of the kind of material that a Bounce Sheet is made out of. (A Bounce Sheet is a sheet that you put into your drier when drying your clothes.) It was quite the fashion statement! Then, my doctor (Oral Surgeon) Dr. Manthos waltzed in and my surgery took off-literally! One of the nurses wheeled the hospital bed out of the tiny area, and then the nurse brought me into the surgery area. I don't really feel like going into details (it's not neccesary) but they gave me an oxygen mask, and told me to count down from 100. I made it to 96, and then I was knocked out.

Pretty soon, I went into the recovery area, and they let me sleep a while before getting my mom. I slept, but when I woke up, I was totally weak in my legs. Two things that bother me: 1.) I had novacane, which made my lips feel like there was a hippopotomus on them. 2.) I was still sleepy and out of it, which was really annoying-in more than one way! One of the nurses wheeled me out to the lobby where she held me captive (just kidding!) until my mom's car appeared at the front of the entrance to the hospital. And all I could eat for the rest of the day was popsicles and ice cream. But I survived. Barely! 

My feet hurt terribly

Wow, I am soooo dumb! Today, I went shopping with my mother, and apparently, I am not  aware of how long she goes out for when she shops. It was torture! (It wasn't that bad, but I do not want to give her a chance to boast. Not that she would-she's waaaaaay too nice to do it, but still, you get my point.) I was so stupid that I actually wore snow boots! Man, my feet hurt! They're okay now, but they were definitely sore. Anyway, enough of my complaining. The point? Never ever go shopping with your mother if you want to come home. 

Early in the morning

It's 8:48 currently, and I woke up about half an hour ago. Now, I can't really understand how my parents still aren't up yet! You would have thought they would have been by now! Anyway, that's not the important part of this Blog Post. Just the fact that I can complain how irritatingly cold it is inside my house. My dog, Nebby, and my cat, Moses, probably agree with me. I can see my cat's paws under his body (that's how you can tell he is freezing), and my dog's face covering his paws-I'm not exactly sure what this means, but it definitely means something! Anyway, I'm happy to get first dibs on the new couch-which is my all-time favorite couch, in the history of Sofas-and am typing away on my mom's laptop Acer. The electric fire place is making extremely loud, awful, banging noises. It's kind of freaking me out, to tell the truth. But I don't care, really. I'm just sitting on the couch, relaxing-Turns out my friend Alicia is totally sick (don't know why I couldn't tell before, just thought she was super tired-that's what she told me, anyway!) so she couldn't come. Hopefully in the next week or so. I think she had it pretty bad-her nose was all stuffed up, and she sounded extremely exhausted. I didn't really want to intrude, so I just said "See ya soon, AJ!" and hung up the phone. But it was okay. I think she really needed some rest. But I have to say I was the tiniest bit upset. I have teeth surgery coming up on Wednesday, so I was really wanting moral support. But it was totally fine. I'll be okay. 

Something is terribly wrong with this picture

Welcome to my new blog! I updated the picture at the top of the heading, and used a different "template." It was actually really fun! But in the picture:

 

Do you see the gap near the trees at the left hand side of the picture? Well, that's where the word "the" is supposed to go on the picture-but you can't see it! So maybe I'll just name it 'Many flaws of life," as opposed to "the many flaws of life." It's kinda catchy, isn't it? :) Well, maybe some things are just meant to be as they are. I don't mind it. Actually, I quite like it.

Something to talk about

HOW COOL IS THIS DRESS?!?!?!?!