Ok I really dislike change when it comes to some things and this is one of them. Why'd you change blogger formats! WHY? I don't like it. It's too... different than it was before. Grrr. Oh well, it was bound to happen sometime because things are constantly changing and I'll get used to it anyway. Tonight I went over to Job's house and it was the normal. Watched some movies and goofed off a lot. Beka also brought us down some coconut cake she baked that was really good. I could elaborate but the only person who'd want to read that would be Job and he already knows everything of course. This way it's our secret as well. Mmmm.
Tomorrow I have school off and probably because term ended Friday and that means Monday will be a teachers' inservice day. I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow. Probably take out the clarinet that I left rotting in the case all weekend. I actually practiced Moonlight Sonate on piano more than I practiced clarinet in the past few days. I really want to learn how to play the whole song just so I can say 'Ha, I've never gotten a piano lesson and I taught myself how to play moonlight sonate'. So far I only have about a page or a little over (out of 4 pages) practiced and I've run through different sections various times. Seen as I can't really practice piano without getting yelled at because it's in the living room and someone's always watching tv, has a headache, is trying to sleep, et cetera. The only person in this house who hasn't complained has been my daddy.
Speaking of whom has given me a ride home from Job's house tonight, made me eggs and bacon today, and has been being immensely nice to me lately. It's really making me wonder because he always used to yell at me and call me a lazy bastard and the such but idk... maybe he's changing. Maybe he's beginning to realize we aren't such bad kids compared to some other kids. Lets see here... we obey their every wishes, we get good grades, we do chores (although not all of them), we don't smoke/drink/ or do drugs, we definitely don't have sex and I'm going to be 18 in September. We also never try to talk them into things they don't want us doing and we may complain about our lives but we definitely let them know we love them on a daily basis. So that's my self pick-me-up for the month. Well I'm off. Getting tired and once I finish this it'll be once less thing to worry about.