During a 2-hour delay of school.
I emptied my memory card today.
There were a couple good ones on there,
I need to post some more pictures soon.
I must say,
I've had a pretty decent vacation.
It's got to that point,
You know, when you don't remember
School well, just been so out of it.
I filled my days with doing random
Little things
And it's just been nice.
Monday I went to the dentist,
And I didn't like it.
I normally don't mind it much,
Almost enjoy it
But I didn't this time.
The hygienist lady told me I need
To floss more
And brush my tongue
And something about my wisdom teeth,
That I should get an x-ray,
But that they can't do anything about them.
I didn't understand.
She didn't fill up the tooth-scraping silence
With senseless babble,
And I started to miss it
Because all I could think about was
How much I hate dentistry,
How I never want to be a dentist,
How pointless teeth are.
At least the chatter keeps you
From thinking such pessimistic thoughts.
But yeah, the foamy orange fluoride
Was the highlight
Not much else matters.
I went to the library.
I've been reading and I love it.
I finished The Secret Life of Bees,
It was sweet, basically,
Made you want to watch bees,
Made them likable.
I read What I Was by Meg Rosoff,
Not bad, I was disappointed when
I found out that it was about a boy's
Boarding school and the other main
Character was Finn,
Shuddering at the thought of another
A Separate Peace.
But they weren't alike at all.
This book was odd, the plot was strange,
I couldn't figure out the narrator's feelings
Toward Finn,
Whether he wanted love or friendship,
And the ending complicated the whole book.
It wasn't bad though,
Somebody else better read it to help me
Understand.
I'm about a quarter of the way through
The Memory Keeper's Daughter,
And I'm enjoying it.
I have tons of others to devour too,
Just thinking about them makes me smile.
I went to see the Globetrotters with
My family.
My sister's basketball team was
Going to play a game on the court
Before it started.
It was nice, I laughed.
Oh, remember Stormie and Star?
That horrible paint picture I drew?
I saw them at the eye doctor?
I blogged it months ago?
I SAW THEM THERE.
Yep,
They were there, in their wheelchairs
With their names on them.
They looked happy, I made me
Glad to see them doing well.
I went out to breakfast with
My sister's team the next day too,
IHOP.
I saw Ms. Brown with her friend Sue,
I went over to say hi,
They love IHOP.
I hadn't gone in a long time,
It was aiight.
I had a satisfactory time,
Only okay.
We went to this hardware store after
And the shopkeeper was lovely,
In a cornflower blue sweater
A scarf around his neck.
He was just nice,
A good guy.
My mom bought a vacuum belt,
We left.
I went with my dad
And I got contacts.
I didn't really want them,
I like my glasses,
But he really wanted to get me them,
Just to give me something I could use.
Which makes sense, because he knows how
I abosolutely hate buying stuff I won't use.
I had to go to another eye doctor to get them,
Everyone there was nice,
The older lady in the bright pink scrubs
Who gave me the low down
And fitted me,
The doctor in the red sweater and pants
Pulled high,
And the Trish, friendly woman
Who watched me struggle
With popping those little lenses in my eyes,
Blinking and fumbling.
I was surprised at how they were,
The strange feeling of seeing without glasses
For the first time.
I was unaccustomed to the way I looked,
Nonbespectacled.
Just different, not sure if I like it,
They're okay, throughout the day,
Just getting them on and off is tough.
I got really frustrated trying tonight,
So new and unfamiliar.
I think I'll get the hang of it eventually,
I need time to learn.
We went to the museum today,
I took pictures of dinosaurs and
Fishies and
All sorts of taxidermy.
We only got to the science one,
The rest closed,
So we went to the library
For the second time this week
And I got a CD and went home.
I've been enjoying myself,
Everything's good.
I'm tired,
Gonna take a shower and read some.
Still have most of my homework left,
I'll tackle it over the weekend.
(:
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