I was so bored when I came home from school that I just sat around on the internet for a few hours. I seriously need to get a life. When my mom came out, we went to the post office, because we both had a piece of certified mail there. All it turned out to be was some crap from Maine, from the lawyers who were taking care of my great-great aunt's estate. I didn't really understand the document, but just leafed through it quickly. My mom had a copy of the same one. I wish they had never came, because it just brought up the sores of the past. I had just gotten around to forgetting about the whole estate being stolen by that evil bitch of a woman, now it comes back, to stab me like a sword through the heart. I know it really bothered Mom too, and I tried to make her feel better about it, telling her that it was only money. Money doesn't make you happy. We agreed, both trying to make ourselves feel better about it, even though in our hearts we know that we could have used it. I just have faith that even if that evil beast is enjoying her life now with the million plus dollars of the estate, she'll get hers when she dies and her bones and soul are forced to perish and rot in the eternal flames of hell. Eek. I sound like a Bible preacher there. I just get so wrapped up in the concept if I think of it for too long.
I'm almost finished reading my book for English. I only have about a hundred more pages to go. Tomorrow second quarter will finally be over. I can't wait. I get to take home all of my calligraphy work. Life is good. I just have to get through tomorrow without falling asleep.
What else did I do today? I worked on my webpage for a while, I wrote a letter to my friend Yumi, I chatted for a while in the #protagonist chat. Ummm, I guess I just kind of took it easy and didn't try to over exert myself. That's always a good idea...I know it is.
I thought of something bad that happened today too. I'm not going to go into great depths, because it could be found to be offensive to some people who may stumble across this. It sucks when you can't really speak your mind, but I guess it's better to keep your mouth shut at times than to start WWIII. Let's just say that I wasn't invited to join in on something that I thought I would be a part of. It's as simple as that, I mean, being left out. I won't let it bother me too much though, because life is only so long.
*whistles a happy tune*