Is SO evil. He makes people feel guilty, and then they suffer for it. On Saturday night I was trying to tell him about how I hate having to do all this Qur'an stuff, and then he's all like "You don't spend a lot of time doing stuff." So I've decided, hey, maybe I will. So yesterday for about an hour, I tried to learn how to play this song by my favorite artist, and I made a bit of progress, but not much. So now I have stiff, peeling skin on my fingertips. I didn't want to, but I had to stop because my fingers hurt so much! I guess eventually my fingers will harden up enough so that I don't have to stop.
I also sort of got back to making stuff on my bead looms, although I only do that every once in awhile anyway, to make stuff for people. The whole problem I have is that I want everything to be easy. I don't want to do any of the work that makes stuff fun. If it requires set up, I don't like it. I mean, it may be stupid, and I'm really really trying to not be lazy, but sometimes I can't help it. It's like a second nature. This morning, I didn't at all want to get out of bed. I don't know why. I guess me being tired might have something to do with it. But I went to bed at 11:45. I shouldn't be tired. I always need a lot of sleep. Unless it's a sleepover, of course. Nobody can ever sleep then. You have too much fun.
Hey! I wonder why they call it a sleepover. Every single person I know does. Because, at sleepovers, you do basically everything BUT sleep. What is wrong with these people? Thinking up names that don't apply to the situation. At one sleepover I had, I think we stayed up until 5 in the morning, and then we slept until 9 am. It was crazy. I think the night after, I slept for a looooong time. But I do that every weekend. I go to bed at 2 and sleep until, like, 12. I always sleep until 10, at least. I used to be an early riser when I was little. I woke up at 7 or 8 every morning, no matter when I went to bed. But I usually went to bed at 9 anyway. But that's just growing up. Later bedtime, later 'awaketime'.
I can't believe summer is almost here! Just three weeks left. Usually I'd be looking forward to summer, but it just means more of this. Loneliness. I don't have anybody to spend the summer with. The only thing I'm looking forward to is Carowinds and Sham's kittens at the end of June. I can't wait to see a bunch of little tiny kittens. I hope nothing happens to any of them. Or Sham. Mom hates her, but she is just acting upon her nature. She doesn't really want to hurt anyone, unless she's being attacked. She just wants to play. It's the cat way. And sure, she may growl and hiss, but that's just like people yelling. "Leave me alone!!!" is what she's trying to say. Okay, so maybe I bother Sham the most. But she's so soft and cuddly. The only problem is that she has fleas. Every month. And then she gets the fleas all over the place. So now I have bites all over me. We need some new flea medicine. And she's long-haired, so that's a bit of a problem. Allergies.
Time to wrap up. I have to go. I've got a lot of test prep, even though public schools are going EOG right now. My sister has her's for the first time. They're relatively easy though. She shouldn't have a hard time.
Bye!!
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Hairclips

These things were a dollar at Target. Two red, two black, and two white. And I don't really know why I bought them. I don't know how to separate layers of hair; I don't even know how I'm supposed to see the back of my head while I'm straightening it!
The problem with hair is that it's what makes a girl look pretty. If her hair is messed up, so is her image. That's how important it is. Usually it's fine, but every now and then, if you change shampoos or something, it gets really messed up. I guess that's one good reason for wearing a hijab.
My hair is blonde-highlighted, wavy, (although I straighten it), and really dry. Probably from the highlighting and straightening. I have to wash and condition it every night, and it's really annoying. Luckily boys don't have to do that, cause they have short hair.
Oh boy, am I tired. This daylight savings time thing is so annoying. Cause if I go to bed at 11, it's like I'm going to bed at 10, and yet I still wake up at 8:30 no matter when I go to bed. So now I'm dozing off, blinking slowly, and I'm about to fall asleep.
Oh wow I just dozed of there, and my finger started pressing the n-key, and there were a bunch of ns when I woke up. Oh gosh, I haven't been this tired since the day I went to bed at 1 and woke up at 9. I have got to stop flossing late at night. It takes forever!!!
Well, today is Monday. That means a whole week of agonizing school, and then on Saturday, my mom is going to Africa. I wanted to go, but my dad needs me here, and it's too expensive. This week it's my dad's spring break, and ours isn't until April!!!! So tired. So tired. So tired. I think after I'm done, I'll take a 15 minute nap. Just need to stay awake for two more minutes... One more minute.
Agh!!! I can't stay awake. It's so annoying!!! I have to start going to bed much earlier. If I go to bed at midnight, I have to wake up at nine.
Yay, time is up! Time to sleep for awhile. And time to end this.
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