Just like that.

So I'm sorry i haven't posted in a while, but I've had so much to do.


As you've probably read on my moms blog
theres been a lot going on in my family. First of all, there was a scare that i would have to have surgery. For the bone condition that i have, a tumor on my finger was killing me. My mom put a medallion of Padre Pio and it stopped. Just like that.

And worst of all, my grandfather is gone. The one who i loved. The one who always came down. The one who i made plans with to move back up to new york with him when i go to college. And hes gone. Just like that.

I thank god that we came up to New York and visited him. I thank god that we got to spend a week with him. And that was four weeks ago. Its amazing how fast it went...

So basically, this post is dedicated to the memory of my grandfather. I love you...

Morning at the library

So today my mom signed me up to volunteer at the library for my Civics class.

To me, volunteering there was more like a sweat shop. They put me in a little room in the back for about an hour and a half (i was there for two). There was no clock in that room. They gave me a pair of scissors and a big stack of paper and told me to cut out all of the feathers that was on the paper (I'm guessing it was for thanksgiving....)



I also had to shelve books. That parts not bad. I'm the kid's room, there is no Dewey decimal system like my grade school's library that i worked in had.


I couldn't feel my thumb i cut so much paper. That was at twelve, and it still feels weird!



But i have to go again on next Saturday in order to fulfill my four hours of community service. And those feathers better be done...


I wonder what they will make me do next time....

NEVER!!!

OK so as you all know, i have a scary English teacher. And the other day, we were verbally presenting our summer projects when she stopped me from reading my poem. The took it out of my hands and read the poem out loud, flailing her arms and accentuating useless words. She made me re-read the last stanza ten times (in front of the whole class) just because i didn't say "Never" the way she wanted.





And yesterday i got my SOL scores back. And i was freaking out. Not because i failed miserably; no, i actually did really well. I gotta 542 in pre-ap English, and 598 in pre-ap history, and lord behold, a perfect 600 in, you guessed it, math. And my math teacher last year wouldn't give me extra credit for .05 of a point because she didn't think i deserved it (as you read in my very first post). Ha ha my words yesterday were "very colorful". just kidding....or am i???