Hey, sorry I haven't posted in a while. There's not much to recap, actually - I went out for dinner with Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa on Wednesday, and skipped youth group. I want to go to youth group tomorrow, though, because I haven't been going for... three, four weeks?
Oh, and I signed up for the HP Knitting and Crochet House Cup on Ravelry, which should be fun. I hope I get sorted into Ravenclaw :)
So Monday (yesterday) I started doing schoolwork again after my very extended break (eep!). Started with biology, then writing, then reading, then lunch. After that, it was world history, then math. Then a bit of music, I think, but not much. We've got this Usbourne piano classics book that I've been trying to use, but I can't read the chords. There are these numbers above some parts of the pieces, but... do they stand for chords?! So I've been trying to 'sound out' the chords, just playing a chord that has the right key in it... and hoping for the best.
My darling Ma thinks that I need to get into a rhythm with my schoolwork. I haven't been letting on that I have a rhythm sorted out, though. Maybe I'll write it out on the whiteboard so that she can see that I'm trying to keep my education organised...
So, for math, I'm still doing polynomials. For biology, I'm using my anatomy colouring book (yeah, I said 'colouring book'), since Human 3D will not work. For 'Lit' I'm just reading the sixth Harry Potter book (I want to finish it in time for when the movie comes out), writing has been working on my Harry Potter fanfiction (which is almost complete), and for world history I've been reading through that WWII book, which is interesting. I learned last week (I didn't do much work last week, but I did read a few pages of the WWII book) that the economy was so bad in Germany back then that housewives used their paper money for their stoves, because the paper money was worthless.
Math has been treating me good today. I've learned the Zero Product Rule, which I friggin' love. It's fairly simple to understand. The only problem is that some of the polynomials on which I have to use the Zero Product Rule only have two expressions, so I don't know how to factor them, thus I don't know how to use the ZPR on them. I might have to ask my mom to look up the page in the answer key, so that I know what do to with them.
Oh yeah. I woke up rather early. It must've been really early, because my dad was up, and he gets up early. He and my mom were bickering over an open window. At first I thought, oh my god, did the cat get out? But then I think I heard the tag and bells on her collar jingling. The kitty's fine. My mother, on the other hand, keeps making references to the argument by saying that 'I was called a liar this morning'. Ha! Big deal! I'm called a 'miserable child' daily, because my !@#$ing irritating father thinks I'm miserable all the time. Is it because I make bitter remarks? Or because I don't smile as much as he'd like?
I know I've been a bitch lately, but it's mainly because of: stress + not having a contract at the dojo anymore = anger and bitterness.
Ah, life... it's a bitch.
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
So I slept in again...
Yup, I slept in 'til quarter after 12:00.
Anyways. Here's what went on over the weekend.
Friday
Katie came over. She and Mom went to see Grandma in the hospital. I meanwhile stayed home - I think I worked on my cotton shawl. I think I'll bind off when I've used up the rest of the skein - I have more of that cotton, but I think I'll use it for something else. I was kinda ticked, because I'm pretty sure Mom said I could visit Grandma on Friday, but it didn't turn out that way.
We ordered Chinese take-out when Dad came back from picking Katie and Mom up from the hospital. When Dad picked up the Chinese food and people started loading up plates, I waited patiently in the living room until 'the horde' was done getting food. That's when all hell broke loose.
Dad: "Sam, do you want a plate or a trough (meaning a wide, shallow bowl from IKEA)?"
Me: "I'll wait until you guys are done getting food."
And then he started yelling at me about whether I wanted a plate or a 'trough', and I kept replying that I'd wait. It got to the point that he came out with a 'trough', and asked me again which I wanted, so I grabbed the 'trough' from him and yelled something like, "Fine! I'll take the bowl and wait out here!" Sometime in the whole argument he told me to give him the bowl and go to my room. I gave him the bowl and stayed where I was. I think he stormed into the kitchen, and Katie came out and did her whole stupid 'chill out' BS, and I shoved past her and went on my computer until Mom called me down to eat some dinner. She told me that Dad was acting like a spoiled brat. She was right - he was sitting at his computer, practically pouting, and when I was eating and Mom told him to get some food, he was all, "Oh, I'm allowed in there now?"
Saturday
Katie and Mom went to see Grandma again. I told Katie about how I was pissed off about me having to stay home, and she told me that Mom wasn't making me stay home. So I asked Mom if I was staying home, and she said "Sure", or something to that effect. Katie told her that I'd wanted to come, but in hte end, I decided to stay home, because Mom said that Patti was probaby going to be there - if I had gone, I probably would've slugged Patti's nasty face, since she had the nerve to not call Mom when she was supposed to.
Sunday (yesterday)
After going to church, going to Fortino's and going home to eat lunch, we went down to the hospital to see Grandma. I had looked at some photos of Grandma when we were in church, so I kinda knew what to expect.
She looked... tired. I think she liked the potted plant we gave her (call it a superstition, but I was kinda wary of giving her a potted plant, in case it would be bad luck - 'rooted in hospital'). She got a little confused and wished me a happy birthday - I think she meant to wish Breanne (who wasn't there) a happy birthday, because Breanne's a January baby. She wanted to see my healing mouth, so I tipped my head back and opened my mouth for her to look, and later she asked if my mouth was sore. It was so sweet of her. There were two other people other than Grandpa in the room - I later found out that they were Colleen and... Nick? I think? I'm not sure if they're extended family or close friends. I think I last saw Colleen at Patti's fortieth birthday party a while back. Or maybe it was another Colleen.
So anyways. Grandpa wheeled her out and around for a bit. We chatted about food (Grandma said that she didn't like the hospital chili, because it was too spicy). Mom said she might make a nice, easy-to-swallow soup for Grandma, like the carrot and ginger soup Mom makes, with about half the ginger so that it isn't too strong. Grandpa massaged Grandma. A couple of nurses helped her into bed. We chatted some more about food. Grandma tried to make a phone call, but I don't think she got through to the person she was calling. Then we left. We had Swiss Chalet take-out chicken for dinner.
Mom says we might visit her again on Wednesday. We told Stephen about our current situation with Grandma and my healing mouth, so he probably won't mind if I skip youth group. Actually, I don't think I'll be going back to youth group until the stitches in my mouth are taken out, as a safety measure, since Stone is so keen on throwing crap at me.
I slept in until, as I mentioned earlier, 12:15. I must've been tired. One thing I still haven't done is try reinstalling Human 3D. Maybe tomorrow.
So, I'm finished taking medication for my mouth! Yay! Now I don't have to get up at 8 to take medication :) I do still have to use an antiseptic rinse to clean the area, which is a bit gross, considering I have to wait half an hour to rinse with water after using the rinse, which seems to generate a lot of spit. Eww.
Mom made ham and bean soup, and pureed it. Hopefully it'll be smooth enough for Grandma to eat. It's tasty.
My cat was jumping up on my desk, CPU and monitor a lot this afternoon. Weird. I know she likes being in the highest point of the room, but come on!
Letterman's on tonight! Yay!
Anyways. Here's what went on over the weekend.
Friday
Katie came over. She and Mom went to see Grandma in the hospital. I meanwhile stayed home - I think I worked on my cotton shawl. I think I'll bind off when I've used up the rest of the skein - I have more of that cotton, but I think I'll use it for something else. I was kinda ticked, because I'm pretty sure Mom said I could visit Grandma on Friday, but it didn't turn out that way.
We ordered Chinese take-out when Dad came back from picking Katie and Mom up from the hospital. When Dad picked up the Chinese food and people started loading up plates, I waited patiently in the living room until 'the horde' was done getting food. That's when all hell broke loose.
Dad: "Sam, do you want a plate or a trough (meaning a wide, shallow bowl from IKEA)?"
Me: "I'll wait until you guys are done getting food."
And then he started yelling at me about whether I wanted a plate or a 'trough', and I kept replying that I'd wait. It got to the point that he came out with a 'trough', and asked me again which I wanted, so I grabbed the 'trough' from him and yelled something like, "Fine! I'll take the bowl and wait out here!" Sometime in the whole argument he told me to give him the bowl and go to my room. I gave him the bowl and stayed where I was. I think he stormed into the kitchen, and Katie came out and did her whole stupid 'chill out' BS, and I shoved past her and went on my computer until Mom called me down to eat some dinner. She told me that Dad was acting like a spoiled brat. She was right - he was sitting at his computer, practically pouting, and when I was eating and Mom told him to get some food, he was all, "Oh, I'm allowed in there now?"
Saturday
Katie and Mom went to see Grandma again. I told Katie about how I was pissed off about me having to stay home, and she told me that Mom wasn't making me stay home. So I asked Mom if I was staying home, and she said "Sure", or something to that effect. Katie told her that I'd wanted to come, but in hte end, I decided to stay home, because Mom said that Patti was probaby going to be there - if I had gone, I probably would've slugged Patti's nasty face, since she had the nerve to not call Mom when she was supposed to.
Sunday (yesterday)
After going to church, going to Fortino's and going home to eat lunch, we went down to the hospital to see Grandma. I had looked at some photos of Grandma when we were in church, so I kinda knew what to expect.
She looked... tired. I think she liked the potted plant we gave her (call it a superstition, but I was kinda wary of giving her a potted plant, in case it would be bad luck - 'rooted in hospital'). She got a little confused and wished me a happy birthday - I think she meant to wish Breanne (who wasn't there) a happy birthday, because Breanne's a January baby. She wanted to see my healing mouth, so I tipped my head back and opened my mouth for her to look, and later she asked if my mouth was sore. It was so sweet of her. There were two other people other than Grandpa in the room - I later found out that they were Colleen and... Nick? I think? I'm not sure if they're extended family or close friends. I think I last saw Colleen at Patti's fortieth birthday party a while back. Or maybe it was another Colleen.
So anyways. Grandpa wheeled her out and around for a bit. We chatted about food (Grandma said that she didn't like the hospital chili, because it was too spicy). Mom said she might make a nice, easy-to-swallow soup for Grandma, like the carrot and ginger soup Mom makes, with about half the ginger so that it isn't too strong. Grandpa massaged Grandma. A couple of nurses helped her into bed. We chatted some more about food. Grandma tried to make a phone call, but I don't think she got through to the person she was calling. Then we left. We had Swiss Chalet take-out chicken for dinner.
Mom says we might visit her again on Wednesday. We told Stephen about our current situation with Grandma and my healing mouth, so he probably won't mind if I skip youth group. Actually, I don't think I'll be going back to youth group until the stitches in my mouth are taken out, as a safety measure, since Stone is so keen on throwing crap at me.
I slept in until, as I mentioned earlier, 12:15. I must've been tired. One thing I still haven't done is try reinstalling Human 3D. Maybe tomorrow.
So, I'm finished taking medication for my mouth! Yay! Now I don't have to get up at 8 to take medication :) I do still have to use an antiseptic rinse to clean the area, which is a bit gross, considering I have to wait half an hour to rinse with water after using the rinse, which seems to generate a lot of spit. Eww.
Mom made ham and bean soup, and pureed it. Hopefully it'll be smooth enough for Grandma to eat. It's tasty.
My cat was jumping up on my desk, CPU and monitor a lot this afternoon. Weird. I know she likes being in the highest point of the room, but come on!
Letterman's on tonight! Yay!
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