Yyyaaawwwnnnnnnnnnnn I am tired. I have ran around all day, appreciating my adrenaline for kicking in for so long. But as for school, along with the stuff there, well, afetr school I wasn't home for too long and went to work, and then I wasn't home for too long till I walked up to Cilla's schhol to see her, she stayed really late to be with her teacher and we ended up helping both her teacher and another one who actually took over for my one teacher, mrs. H when she left to work in washington and we did things from well, I cleaned and dried overhead papers but no, Cilla had to spry a TON of water and each sheet then not dry them so I ahd to dry them all over again, and I helped with copies, cutting poster board with the thingy we were never allowed around when younger, which is understandable, but still with using my dry humor I said to the tecaher wow, now I feel all grown up. She was like ok,....
I casually asked mom if Steve happened to call and she said yes, and when asked replied earlier, said they talked about it, well, om, what did you think? She said I was sad. What did you/ Steve say? Nothing. Somethings up their sleeves, I'm just notsure of what yet.
It's 1:54 now, and of course I'd be tired dta this decent hour, I mena, come on, it's not a school day. it's the weekedn but I still have to get up early to return tomy normal work schedule of working 8-4 saturdays. RJ gave me a wrong number. That's it, he's going to get it in the pool, afetr I splash him a few imes, with these flipper things they have theere and my powerful kicks, I think I'll bonk him in the head with a noodle, then maybe tie him up with it and throw him off that diving board, yellng man overboard!!! The mental picture I give myself, with knowing what it all looks like, well, it's so funny I'm sitting here laughing at myself. I can't imagine doing as much as the above mentioned, like even the zplashing part. He just better not call me. He has my number. :( I feel salty.
Paul, I'll bet it'll be as easy a anything, wheter it be pie, abc or 123. Well, gotta get off and get to bed, or I'd email you now, Paul, but take care. Livermush! P.s. after helpibg the people out at Cilla's school, we stayed at skylineout of boredom with mom, and I saw a girl there that friends with a guy that works there,and I remembered her, ended up sitting with her, and wouldn't you know? We talked about food, weight, diets, calories. She's the first person I have ever met that I could actually sit and talk about the stuff, she told me about herself, too. I guessed it, she looks anoretic now, but te weird thing is, her diets are different, they include stuff like from what I remember bingeing prging and laxatives, similar but different. That's what you get ith all disordered eaters. night
I casually asked mom if Steve happened to call and she said yes, and when asked replied earlier, said they talked about it, well, om, what did you think? She said I was sad. What did you/ Steve say? Nothing. Somethings up their sleeves, I'm just notsure of what yet.
It's 1:54 now, and of course I'd be tired dta this decent hour, I mena, come on, it's not a school day. it's the weekedn but I still have to get up early to return tomy normal work schedule of working 8-4 saturdays. RJ gave me a wrong number. That's it, he's going to get it in the pool, afetr I splash him a few imes, with these flipper things they have theere and my powerful kicks, I think I'll bonk him in the head with a noodle, then maybe tie him up with it and throw him off that diving board, yellng man overboard!!! The mental picture I give myself, with knowing what it all looks like, well, it's so funny I'm sitting here laughing at myself. I can't imagine doing as much as the above mentioned, like even the zplashing part. He just better not call me. He has my number. :( I feel salty.
Paul, I'll bet it'll be as easy a anything, wheter it be pie, abc or 123. Well, gotta get off and get to bed, or I'd email you now, Paul, but take care. Livermush! P.s. after helpibg the people out at Cilla's school, we stayed at skylineout of boredom with mom, and I saw a girl there that friends with a guy that works there,and I remembered her, ended up sitting with her, and wouldn't you know? We talked about food, weight, diets, calories. She's the first person I have ever met that I could actually sit and talk about the stuff, she told me about herself, too. I guessed it, she looks anoretic now, but te weird thing is, her diets are different, they include stuff like from what I remember bingeing prging and laxatives, similar but different. That's what you get ith all disordered eaters. night