Getting Paid

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Summer was cool, but now it's back to reality. Stupid tenth grade. I HATE school. Hate. Hate. Hate. HATE IT. And this stupid "displaced bone" in my hand is killing me. I can't write, which means I get bored easily which means I get distracted and I don't pay attention and teachers get PISSED.

Denny's back home from spending a bit of time at the vet's office, and he's on crazy pills. Leo might also need to be put on them. But the pills are only temporary, apparantly, and they will be taken off of it after three months. All right, not so bad.

Can't ride with stupid cast on hand. NOT happy about that at all.

Cut my hair. 10 inches. It be shoooooooort.

Conservation club might pass. Excited.

Going to Hawaii in February. Five more months, baby!


On another good note, I am now getting paid for my volunteer work at the office. This is good in many ways.
1.) Helps me pay for Hawaii so we don't go bankrupt
2.) I don't have to get a real job at some stupid place.
3.) I can afford ballet classes. Yes, ballet, new interest. Yay!
4.) Helps me pay for stuff I want, when I want it.

Can't wait for tomorrow's first payment. Am very excited. Will get back to blogging on-and-off when I can!

Much love,
xBrooke