Sunday, November 24, 2013

Sunday. Just Sunday.

Or should I say Snowday? It's snowing outside, and when I was sleeping, I wasn't warm at all. The snow's still falling. H is making waffles with harvest berries. He is humming. He doesn't like the snow.

Z is all excited about it though. I don't know what to feel about it.

Yeaaaaaaaaaaa.

N

Shatterday

Auntie Sal said it was gonna snow on this day, but it didn't. All what happened was rain, rain, and some hail. FUNNNN.

I don't like winter, but I always get excited when it snows. In the past I've always been known to stay inside while H and S partied outside in the snow. Because I don't like being cold. My favorite season is summer. In winter you can barely do anything. People in the past have died due to too cold weather.

Anyways, I studied my biology homework with Dad. It's about cells and all. I'm thinking of making a blog all about my school, because I don't want it along with other stuff on THIS blog.

My fingers are so cold they're not typing right.

The halaqa was about salat. Only Sr and Bdr were there. Nsrn stayed for a bit but left. We watched a hilarious short video about some guy who prayed too fast because he was excited about some soccer game he was watching. He did a cool move and jumped on his couch from behind. I needed to pee during the whole thing. But I waited until after everything was over.

N

Fwiiiiiday

I had a daft shot at 10AM. The doctor's place was called Full Bloom Pediatrics. It's so babyish. But there's a Wii in there, and a large fishtank. Ridiculous music plays in there. And there are colorfully babyish benches.

The nurse was snobby. She checked my height and weight. And I won't say my weight (not out of embarrassment, but because it's tmi), but my height is STILL 4'11".

As for the shot, it was very quick. I watched the needle go in, and I watched the blood pool out, and I watched her clean it up and slap a round band-aid on. Right after that, I felt like barfing. I had a feeling that my neck was being choked. "Yeah, it's gonna be sore for a while," said the nurse. "You have to exercise that arm a lot so it won't get sore."

I tried to exercise that arm, but I'm not left-handed. While H was at Joomah, I exercised with Z.

And later, I took off the band-aid. No blood at all.

N