I figured that "happy new year" was the title of a lot of things today and so i decided to add a question mark to mine. Original, right?
Today wasn't all that happy actually. I went to bed really early this morning, and then ended up waking up really early too (thanks to Danny's big head bent unnaturally close to mine- he doesn't really have a concept of acceptable times to annoy someone- 7 AM is not one of them, I took a swing at him, but his reflex's were far to fast for me at the time)- only to find my whole family (there are 11 of us in one house right now) all awake and lively. It was way to overwhelming for me, and I started to get overwhelmed and had to hold back tears at the breakfast table. My mom asked me a question and i kinda snapped at her - immedietly followed it with an apology, and she told me to go lie down again. The problem is that my temporary room, for this joyous time of overcrowding the house, is the living room, my bed - the couch. So, you see - i get to go to bed after everyone else has, and wake up when the first person does- which is either my mom or my grandma, or both, at about 7 AM. yay.
I did finally just go up to my room, where Jess and Todd are sleeping, and slept for 2 hours there. I felt a lot better after i got up - but I was still on edge - and of course, Danny made it his personal goal to push me over it. That boy just irks me - I don't even know what it is - is it possable to love and loathe someone at the same time? I don't know, but it's a fine line? I had to keep myself in check because I know I was just being mean.
I eventally had to go hide up in my room again after Jess and Todd left for their anniversary dinner, where I read for about an hour. While I was reading, I think I figured out what put me in such a bad mood. In all complete seriousness, I honestly believe that the ending to The Sweet Far Thing is what did this too me. I haven't felt ache and longing like this since Steve Burns left Blues Clues. COME BACK STEVE, COME BACK!
The moral of the story is that I should try not to get so attached to my books' chatacters.
HA! Impossible.
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Your honesty is so pure. I love you Doni.
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