PS (I love these things)

Love the new header?

I do :D

Get it? "Strange Bird" is supposed to be the title for my blog, aaaaaaand...

It's a cat!

Anyone?

No?

...?

WHATEVER BAY!

Be it Zoomeezi or Zamboozle or Zimbabwe, whatever! I'm going to the water park formerly known as Wyandot lake tomorrow!

Yeah, I'm pretty geeked.

Amy's family is going, and I was invited _{because I'm awesome.}


SO.

Um, other than that...

Nothing much.

Planning on going to Easton with Kylie, and on the 4th I'm going to the Toby Mac concert at the Ohio State Fair and meeting O'Rourke there. Geeked about that, too.

My room is still mostly clean.

We're making headway on the school thing.

Aahhh...

Yeah.

That's about it.

:D

Better

Amy helped me clean my room. Which is a big thing. It took like, four hours, and that's shaving off break time and all that jazz. If it wasn't for her, I never would get anything done.

And I got Meg's halfway birthday present. Totally made my day.



I also discovered that I love things with ribbons around the waist. Makes me look less plump, more shapely.


Gabriel visited last night. He is probably the most adorable child I have ever met. He's my older sister's godson, and his mother is a family friend. He calls my mom, "Nanna Anna." We had fun :D




(In case you haven't noticed, I've discovered that I really like adding pictures to my posts now.)

In other news... Amy's older sister and her husband are visiting from Texas, so I'm kinda back in my house. Kathy kept talking about how she's going to talk to Tim so that he knows that I'm still there, but she hasn't even told him that I'm living there yet, soooo... Yeah.

Post Script

Plus, things get a bit freaky when you see someone as often in your dreams as you do in real life.

Which is true in my case.

Crap and dark corners...

Hell and Hand grenades

Well this sucks.

So.

Kinda moved in with my bff Jill Amy.

Maybe most likely not going to MVA this year.
Attending the overcrowded, dangerous, and decidedly terrifying public high school.

Not going to Pennsic, which would have been my last self esteem boost /slash/ chance to have a summer fling before school starts.

Applied for a job.
No word back yet.

My mom lied to me about talking to the financial person at MVA. Which means she didn't even try to see if I can still go to MVA.
I need to talk to her...

and my father, because he's still ridiculously in denial.

I'm going to have to talk to Mark at some point in time, too. About his maybe-girlfriend, and me liking him, and how I think it wouldn't work if there was anything there but I want so much for something to be there...



Did I mention that my heart is breaking into tiny pieces?
Yeah.
That too.