Last night, I was sitting at the dinner table alone with my mom - who was on her laptop. I was trying to converse with her, and I kept overhearing for the past week or so that dad keeps talking about this "new job" he wants to apply for. My dad was on the phone, and my mom was helping my dad fill out an online resume. It disturbed me. I finally let out all my built up frustration about them not spending any time with me anymore, or even conversing with me like they usually used to do a long time ago. I told her for the past half a year or so, all they've ever been talking about is their work and how stressed my father is due to issues and conflicts with his employees. I told her how much it bothered me how I would always come downstairs from my room, and they would instantly silence themselves and look at me and would wait for me to go downstairs so they could resume conversation.
They haven't had a conversation about anything OTHER than work.
I was watching The Bachelor with my mom and younger brother, Jacob. I don't usually tune into TV too much, although I'm unsure why. But my mom and dad were still talking about my dad's resume. My mom confessed to my dad how much I missed him, and he subconsciously said "Things will get better". Wow, dad, wow. Even I can tell how untrue that sounded.
Anyway, enough about my parents. Now...
A basic runthrough of my day.
Math
The boy with the accent that sat beside me on the first day was absent today, for whatever reason. Randy, this boy who was in my Math class last year who everyone else finds obnoxious put his bag down in the seats in front of me. I asked him if he wanted to sit with me. I advised him that I could help him with reading, and he agreed. Randy sits beside me now, and I tell ya, he's quite a chatterbox. I'm more of a listening type of gal, but as long as he has someone to converse with.
English
I don't know. I want to say today was better, but at the same time something is stopping me from doing so. I discovered yesterday that we WILL be studying Romeo and Juliet eventually throughout the course (and yup, I've become semi-obsessed with it AGAIN!) so I'm going to start doing more research on it again, and scanning through the 'No Fear Shakespeare' copy that I have in my bookshelf.
...Oh. And I've also grown a fond liking to the character Tybalt. I'm not sure why you should know that, but I just thought I would through that out there.
Apparently, we're doing to start our 'Novel Unit' tomorrow. 'Fahrenheit 451' is what we'll be reading. (Anybody read that book...?) and from what I've heard, it's a Sci-Fi novel. Gag me with a spoon. Ugh. I'm not the BIGGEST fan of Sci-Fi, and it's a subject I tend to avoid. But who knows, it could be a good book...
Oh, and those things we did that was about ourselves? Turns out that we're presenting them. Whoopie. Somebody just stick that spoon in my throat again.
As of right now, I'd never thought I'd say this, but... I hate English. I know, it's even a surprise for me since it's been my favourite subject for so long. Maybe that's me being stupid, and too judgemental WAY too early.
History
My History teacher gets really offended when anybody calls the subject 'dumb', or 'stupid, or 'retarded', or 'gay'. Anything insulting the subject, she'll get offended. She's really defensive when it comes to History.
We aren't really doing much right now, but I'll keep you posted.
Computers
We're learning to operate Microsoft Excel. I was really confused at first when she was reviewing the tools and stuff, and it had to do with Math that I never even learned, so I knew I was doomed - but as soon as we started experimenting and practising with it, it was super fun (well for me, anyway). I guess I shouldn't judge on first glance.
Tomorrow's another day. I can't say whether or not I'm looking forward to it.
I got four new E-Mails in my Inbox, today. Two were from Facebook, this new mother messaged me wanting to know about CP and how mild mine is because her CP-afflicted daughter is two and she is yet to walk. I told her not to worry too much, as learning always varies among person to person and I said her daughter is certainly a gem that is not to be given up on by those around her. She will impact people around her one day, and she will do something great.
I hope it's the same for me. I really desire to impact thousands of people with something, even if it's my life story. I hope, through my words and creative nature, that those around me will find something different within me.
Indeed, that little girl will do something special one day. I can just feel it. But, please keep this mother and daughter in your thoughts as I am - I can imagine how much of a struggle it must be.
Don't ask me why I may seem so confident about this little girl whom I don't even know. I just have a strong sense of hope for those who may not.
work
