And You Can Tell [That I'm Not The Carefulest Girl]

Well, hello there! It seems you’ve stumbled across my humble little blog here. Well, I’m starting this because I have a lot of friends whom I don’t have daily contact with… and I figure, why not just post it up here?
Now, I can’t just say, ‘yeah, this is just going to be self-conceited rambling’, because it’s not. I’ll post snippets from my newest book… which is currently unnamed, my poetry and my songs…
Also, if you hate me and you’re reading this—gtfo. Nobody wants you here anyways, and if you’re reading this to start gossip, well then. You’re just a shallow snot and I personally wish bad things upon you.
Ms. Stenson, for instance, hitting you with her books. Isn’t that a scary thought, hm? (Trust me, it is.)

Now! On to the more important things. Today, well… today was mildly suck-ish. I was late to school again—sorry mom!—and that left me mildly confused through most of FACS. I can safely say I’ve given up on my group… our pizza is going to suck ass. I also need to get chopped basil. Um, mom!
Ms. Stenson’s class was pretty cool, though. Ms. Sobrocco came in and ranted about Husky Pride. She’s pretty cool, if you ask me. It’s going to suck leaving her this year. And then Felicia and I went down to the library, since we missed Wednesday’s class, and read for awhile. Chicken Soup For The Teenaged Soul = love.
I have also realized that Duncan and I can not work together in science. I am too picky about the details while he wants to guesstimate. I think that’s a load of crap, but to each their own.
Lunch was lunch. I ate, talked, and screamed something about ‘stop it burns my ears.’ But I don’t really remember anyways.
PE, we had to run extra sprints because Charlie tripped the sub yesterday and Dylon Maple took over class and Ms. Berglund did not like that AT ALL. She doesn’t trust us anymore, but I don’t think she has too much of a problem with me. I wasn’t part of the problem.
We had our test in TA’s class today. I finished early and he made us draw what being Minnesotan means to us. Mine is barely done, but it’s due on Monday so I’ll probably add to it tonight when I’m at Conor’s house.
Math is annoying. That is that.

And, for those of you who keep asking about my mom—health wise, she’s recovering. She’s doing better in most respects, since the chemo is done. It’ll take about ‘til the end of the year until she’s feeling better, though. Or, at least, that’s what my aunt says.
However, today, she was rear-ended by a car. Her back hurts again, and I really hope it didn’t screw up the surgery. It finally stopped hurting, and it would suck big-time if she had to get it re-done.

Taco’s this weekend! [Thank you, Mrs. Burk!]

And, for my two—count them, two—dedicated readers, no, I do NOT have any more updates. I’m stuck on the same line in the same chapter, and it looks like I’m going nowhere fast!
I’ll try and get led in my pencil soon, though.

That’s all for now!

-Madi Rae

Currently Reading – Dracula [Bram Stoker], Great Expectations [Charles Dickens]

Currently Listening To – G.I.N.S.F.S. / Fall Out Boy

Name Drop – Ryland Blackinton [AKA – Guy Ripley.]

Quote Of The Week – “I’ve already given up on myself twice, but the third time is the charm.”