Sick

I'm sick...and I feel miserable. I spent all day yesterday sleeping and throwing up. I have somehow managed to stay healthy for a long time. I think it has actually been since Christmas, and other than allergies I have been pretty good. I don't know what it is, but its awful. Horrible headache, constant stomach pains, no appitite at all (all I have eatin in the last day and a half is a single poptart and a gatoraid), spontanious vomiting, very weak and tired. Uhg. And now I have to go to school so that I can take my SOL, which if I don't take I don't graduate...lets just hope that I don't get sick at school again.

For someone as myself who gets sick quite often, I absoloutly HATE being sick.

Mental Health Day

oh, goodness. I woke up way way late today because I forgot to turn my alarm clock back on from this weekend. So I decided (with the aproval from my mother) that I would take a "mental health day". I love that my mother introduced these days to me and my brother...we only take them maybe once-twice a year, but they are very nice and very refreshing, its like a small taste of summer vacation.
Well, after I called my mother to ask if I should or shouldn't go to school, I went back to sleep (after briefly making sure that Abigal and Bionca (the ducklings) had water) and slept untill my mother called around 1:30pm. I got up, gave Abigal and Bionca some clean water, got on the computer did a quick thing for my mother, checked my email and played around on the computer, came back to my room and played with the ducklings for a while, then Amanda called to make sure I wasn't sick since I wasn't at school. I vacumed and spot treated my carpet and febreezed and air-freshioned my room, which was covered in duck feed and dried wet spots from the ducks, and smelled pretty bad. I went to Hertzler's Farm and Feed to get Abigal and Bionca a new water feeder (rather than the small tape container I had been using), came home, set it up, started to clean their brooder, and now I am trying to get the cleaner product out of the mat that is for the bottom of the brooder by putting it in the washer machine with no soap...I think its working, not sure yet.
Well, what I have left for today, is finishing the brooder once the mat is dry, 2 worksheets for homework, put away some laundry, and possibly make dinner for my father. After that I think I will watch a movie in my room with some popcorn, call the boy and go to sleep before 11pm, after I set my alarm clock and make sure its on.
*sigh* What a wonderful, lazy, accomplishing day. :)

I have ducks!

Yes, I have ducks! Two! They are yellow, and fuzzy, and they quack!
My two friends from guard have for a while played around with the idea, but I knew that my parents would never let me. Well, apparently they had been collaborating with my mother. Sammi (one of the friends) had told me on my birthday (Wed.) that I had to get my present on Fri. after practice. So I went home and came back when it was time. I get in the doors and the whole guard is standing there and they sing happy birthday to me, and as the song finishes, Sammi walks up with a 1-2 week old duckling in her hands and gives it to me, Amy is followed by her with the other....I was speachless, all I could get out was "Mommy said yes? I have duckies! I have duckies! They are sooo cute, oh my god I have duckies!" :)
Needless to say they are absolutly adorable and so much fun to love on and watch! Yes, my mother is in a slight panic about how to build/or/buy the pin in which they will live once they are big enough to be outside. But currently they are in my room, and I am in the process of naming them. :)
I'm so happy!

18...its wierd

So, after 18 years...I'm here, I have finally reached "adult hood". And its wierd, and I don't feel like an adult...I can't even make a decision about a bathing suite on my own without consulting my mother and two friends. But, yes, this is me...18 years old, coloring on the kids menu at Olive Garden, constantly holding my stuffed animal duck and giggling with my friends. Though my birth certificate says I'm 18, today, I feel 6. :) and I LOVE it! I love my friends whom are also perpetually 6 years old, I love that they do so much for me and we have so much fun together. I am so excited, I get to go to my friend's fashion show for my birthday this weekend (yes, my friend is a model and she is going to be in a fashion show because she is awsome) and then we are going to stay up all night doing silly girly things to continue celebrating my birthday. I love my friends, I love my family, I love that my aunt calls me at 7:15am to sing me happy birthday, I love that my grandmother does the same later that day, I love that my (other) aunt, and uncle and cusin all get on the phone to do the same later. I love that my sister breaks into my locker and puts lots and lots of stuff in it and then writes on my car window that it is my birthday. I love that my friend stays up late to make me very creative cookies that are very good. I love that the three of us will go out of our way to make the guys that are checking us out drool and realize that they don't have a chance. I love that we try on dresses just for the hell of it and have an amazing time doing it. I love my friends, I love my family. Today, I love my life.

Love?

Can it really happen like it does in the books? Do some fairy tales turn into real life stories? Could it really happen? Does it really feel like this, like they decribe it from the princess's view? Could he really be "prince charming"?

Sometimes when I'm with him, I start to wonder these things. I don't know what it is...maybe its just being a girl, a 17 year old nieve little girl. But, its like my head is caught up in the clouds, and I'm walking on air. Knowing that you love someone, and without a doubt knowing they love you back , and that you can trust them with anything, is the most amazing feeling. And this what gets me caught up head over heals, wondering...is he the "prince charming"?

I'm such a girl!