Well, I woke up at two and everyone was gone in the house.
Yes.
But I love thoe days. I get so happy. I eat breakfast. I shower. Put on clothes. And I feel so happy. I get that way when I wake up and am home alone. Weird, isn't it?
So I enjoyed bouncing around the house and opening the windows to smell Autumn. Dad came home, and my Nano is okay. Max dropped it into a glass of water... Damn cat... But it still works! Dad tried to get me to trade with him though. My "broken" Nano for his Shuffle. That jerk! I laughed really hard.. We listened to LP really loud on it until Mom and Jenny came back. Boyscouts came, and we bought some Kettle Corn. Then I grabbed towels from the line. I just LOVE the smell of decaying leaves and cold creeping over your toes. The colors! The sweaters! Red noses! AHHH!
Plus I never get sick in the winter. That's only in the summer. All I get is chapped skin. But that's easy enough to avoid.
I ate the dinner mum prepared. Sesuan chicken with rice pelof. I avoided the broccoli but had everything else like a good child. That stuff is usually gross, and I can't eat it unless it has that sauce to spice it up. My lips are burning!
And now I'm writing my Art essay. Over half done. At 6:13! Be proud! mad
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