Sickness

sick

[sik] adjective, -er, -est, noun

–adjective

1.

afflicted with ill health or disease; ailing.

Sorry for not posting in so long. I really have no excuse so I won't give you one. If you didn't notice yet or read that last post, I deleted my other blog because, well I just didn't like it anymore.

Life has been swell lately! Sorta. I have been spending basically all of my time with Erica, who is amazing, so I have no problem giving her all my time! I've been crazy stressed lately with school and my parents, but hey...that's life. I really miss my sister too. It's been thirty-two days since I last saw her, which for me is like murder. This is the longest we've ever gone without seeing her. It wouldn't be so bad if it was like when we were younger and hated each other with raging passion, but not so much like that any more. My sister is basically my best friend, she is with me through everything and it's hard to have a relationship like that when your two hours apart.

Well today I'm home sick. I HATE IT! I used to love being sick when I was little, but now it's just laying in bed all day watching the clock and Netflix movies....not my slice of cake. It feels like it should be seven at night by now but NO! it's only twelve fifteen!!!!!

Well, Erica wants to do something for the variety show, that's awesome! Except that she wants some help from moi! I'd love to do stuff like that, but I'm a complete fail when it comes to putting my self on the spot, it's not so much the "people judging me thing," I don't care what people think, usually. So I really don't know what it is!???

UGGHHH, I wanted to say more about the Christmas dinner party Erica and I are planning but I feel now, way to SICK.

Maturity - new ending!

ma·ture

[muh-toor, -tyoor, -choor, -chur]adjective, -tur·er, -tur·est, verb, -tured, -tur·ing.

–adjective

1.

complete in natural growth or development, as plant andanimal forms: a mature rose bush.

So maybe you know what I mean, maybe you don't.....Maybe your there or maybe your anticipating it?

Do you remember back in middle school when you'd get out of school head outside and step up the stairs, onto the bus? Do you remember the first few times where you have to decide where your going to sit? You could go with the first front few seats and a have comfortable distance from the noise and crazy, but this spot could leave you with the unwanted taunts of being the "bus driver's pet." So instead you consider the middle isle seats, they are away from the driver and allow you some slight freedom to kick your feet up or do some sleeping. Then there's your final option, the last three rows. These rows in middle school seem to be the place to be, the infamous "in." So lets say your like me and decide to dip your foot into that back few rows. Like a hot tub, you find yourself in some very hot place that takes you off guard with the loud people and the new things you discover about everything thats wrong. After a bit though the setting becomes more comforting and you step right into those seats without hesitation. This time on the bus is almost comforting and you can't wait to get on the bus and have that 20 min.

I didn't plan on this being this long and the point of this was how things change but it ended up way to long. So i'm going to do a series of them explaining my not so interesting life.

Well this time in middle school is awesome and you wanna keep this on forever, you soon come to realize that this little bubble isn't so realistic. About the time you realize this, it hits you that it's time to grow up and be MATURE.

Ok so I lied! two blogs = no! I'm just going to use this one cuz its the cutest!