Sunday, January 30, 2011

18 is for Dix-Huit!

Salve,

Is it sad if your getting tired of your own idea? Yes everyone, I am getting sick of looking up ways to say hello in other languages that I can't even pronounce. I don't even think it takes me that long to find the certain language but half the time I can't remember which language I used and which I haven't. Hmm, I think that's sort of sad.  But if you get bored with something then does it mean that that idea wasn't really that great after all?

Tomorrow morning I am leaving the house around 9:30ish to go clean another house. It's supposed to be a real easy clean, the worst part will be the oven. But once I get there I will spray it down before I start and that will be my last thing to do before I leave other than mopping the floors and such. I absolutely hate mopping. It really sucks and I think I suck at it. I may like to clean but moping isn't really my forte. I am still trying to figure out how I will finish my school and chores tomorrow. I'm so strapped for time.

Well actually today was a really great day. A whole bunch of great things happened that I'm not going to mention because I can't believe they did happen. I am so baffled and yet I can't seem to stop smiling. I feel so chessey but I can't help it. I feel really happy because I am regaining a friend who I thought might never speak to me again. It has been a while since we last spoke, okay well two weeks ago but I wasn't very nice that time. I wasn't even trying to be mean, it sort of slipped out. I couldn't help it. The way they smell, smelled so good and it made me miss them. Ugh. I sound like a broken record.

I'm off to try Amanda's new Wii game, Okami. It doesn't really seem like my kind of game but I'll give it a shot. But it has to do with painting, sort of and I like painting, heck I love art. I should enroll in a Art Class when I have the time and money. I doubt it will happen but it would be nice.

Love Britt
<3

P.S. Hello = Latin. I have friends in High School who are taking Late, the dead language. Also I hate Square Dancing with a passion. There was a solo today at church and the music was so upbeat country that it made me want to puke because it reminded me of Square Dance in P.E. Class. A whole freaking semester of Square Dancing. Ick.

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