Oh okay give me one second I know what that is!
Okay so basically in the stomach theres these blockers that keep food from going up the esophagus and down the intestines before its done digesting and those are sphincters which im sure you already know
the pyloric sphincter is the one that is at the bottom of the stomach that leads to the first part of the intestines which I believe is called the dunodum
When it comes to small things, I have the laziest family in the WORLD
DO something don’t just freaking SIT there!
Can someone please fill out that information for that scholarship please, I don’t know who you work for or your job title or you’re income. So Please. look at the blank spots and fill in the goddamn thing. iTS NOT THAT HARD
and while you’re at it do me another favor and walk the dog and do some SMALL things for me. I got enough to do right now. I think you can stand to do something small for me for ONE night.
I don’t understand why neither of my parents can’t take the dog for a walk for one day every once in a while for twenty minutes. I don’t ask them often, I more than willingly do it all the time. But on nights like this where I have so much to do I can hardly stand it it’d be really nice if I could have that twenty extra minutes to be doing my homework, and getting things. I don’t ask in a snotty way either, and they take it like i’m not taking my responsibilities seriously enough. Like Really guys? It’s walking the dog. I do it every single day no matter how rainy, cold, or snowy. For petes sake I took her for a walk without complaining on the biggest blizzard of the year that even made Kenosha’s records. I take her when I’ve got literally six things to do for the next day, and even when I’m sick. I think every once in a while they can do something for me like this.
Because you talked to me like a two year old about my room being messy.
Now I REALLY wont clean it.
and besides that. If you knew how busy I was you wouldn’t be complaining. Being a senior now, is way different from when you were a senior. Oh Wait. You are a senior. A senior citizen. Duh. What am I thinking.
Oh and just so you know. Getting all up in my face PISSES ME THE HELL OFF.
I’m still crabby, but right now all I know is that I haven’t missed anyone at school, and I do Not look forward to going back. Whatever half days teacher inservice days need to hurry up and get here, same with Easter Break and Graduation.
I do not want to go out to eat. I’ve been out all week. Spare my body from pre-mature heart failure and lets just make something at home. I don’t care if you don’t want to. You can go out and get something for yourself, but I’m staying here.
Oh, and just so you know, NO it is not funny cool or interesting that you belch with all of your might.
I am going to do three loads of laundry tomorrow. All containing things that I will need for my trip. While I am doing that I am going to clean my room and bathroom. After I have successfully done both things i am (hopefully) going over to Great Clips and getting a trimmypoo.
In five days, I’ll be home. We’ll be on the bus riding into the city just as the sun is going down. When the lights on the buildings are just starting to turn on. I’ll sink back in my chair, sigh, and say “I’ve Missed You.”
It kinda makes me sad looking at all of the people that I know, not just in high school, but people from elementary, middle, or even people met out and about - on random vacations etc. and realizing….that i’ll probably never see 90% of those people ever ever again. Every person you meet teaches you something whether you realize it or not, but its sad when you’ve gotten close enough to notice that bond, and then having to say goodbye right away. I’m tired of A LOT of people at ITA, well not tired of them rather but annoyed, and I can’t wait to be able to say goodbye to them. But theres a part of me that knows that I’ll miss being annoyed by them. Not a big part of me or anything, but yeah. lol.
Like this kid I know, his name is Steven Z. and he lives in California. I met him on our vacation last year in the hot tub. He was the only person my age there and there was this sweaty old guy in the hot tub with us and we took one look at each other and booked it to the pool without a single word. Lol and we’ve become pretty good friends since then, but I also have this feeling that we’ll never see each other again even if we do talk on Facebook and text from time to time. Our worlds will never be one, and that makes me sad because hes a really nice guy, and I miss em. :/.
I have another friend and her name is Emily P. I met her when I was like 6 or 7 and we’ve been friends since then. Not very good friends just because its hard to maintain a friendship when one person lives in Minnesota and the other lives in Tennessee. We talk and stuff Sometimes, but again we’ll never see each other. And if it wasn’t for Facebook we would never have started talking again. Although every once in a while we always made sure to call on the phone. That lasted till we were at least sixteen. Which is pretty good if you ask me. While we still have that connection - that face to face contact is still missing, and It’ll be missing for a long time.
Thinking about that kind of thing with people in high school breaks my heart. While I don’t like some of them, i’ll still miss seeing their familiar faces, voice, comments, etc. Like. I’ll miss Cody Dunnington even though I’m just getting to know him. I’ll miss his familiar funny quirks that i’ve grown to enjoy. I’ll miss Tara and her random bouts of random drama. You know, stuff like that. Little stuff. I know I shouldn’t be talking like its the end of the world that I’ll never see or talk to these people again because maybe I will still be involved with many of the people I know in High School, but I also know how people work. Eventually we’ll ignore each other because while we miss each other we’ll want to ignore the awkwardness that follows when you’re trying to engage in conversation, and I also know that many of our futures will never cross. Thats what makes me the saddest. Knowing that there is probably no chance of being around them again like we are in high school. High school no matter if you love or hate someone … you’re forced to have a bond with people, and having that break is scary. (thought process dying maybe more later)
I’ve wanted to play the ukulele for as long as I can remember, but I’ve never really shopped for one before until now. And you know, they’re not that badly priced! I mean if i wanted like a super good one I’d be paying a lot of money but I just want one to start with so beginner - moderate. I don’t want it to be crap either. I think I might ask my dad about it =P the one I want is under 40 dollars sooo maybe? lol hope so.