A/N: These are observations I wrote for my Creative Writing class. The teacher had us write an observation everyday about, well, the things we observed. I tended to write mostly about my dysfunctional family or my friends. I will be putting up another chapter soon. Enjoy, and please leave a review telling me whether this stuff has happened to you, too, or if these thoughts have occurred to you!
The other day, my cousin drew a picture of clouds and something rectangular coming out of them. He told us it was a slide for Grandpa to come back to us. He then told my grandma to wake him up because he's been asleep for a long time. It was sad but cute. He's four years old.
We all get lied to a lot in our lifetime, but something about this time is driving me crazy. She was an adult that I looked up to and one of my best friends. Regardless of the fact that we're family, she lied to me, not to protect me, but to protect herself. I don't even think she ever knew that she hurt me.
The other day, my 4 year old cousin ran up to me, sat in my lap, and said, "Do you want to hear something sad?" I told him yes and he said, "When I was born and I got out of the hospital, Grandpa took care of me." I hugged him and asked, "Really?" "Yup," he said, "while my mom and brothers were on the roller coaster." I was confused until he said, "OH! Then at school, I ran and fire can out of my shoes!" Then he ran away. I've decided to just go with the flow.
In the movie "A Beautiful Mind," John's friend, Charles, says to him, "Nothing's ever for sure, John. That's the only sure thing I do know." Ever since hearing that, I can't stop thinking about how true it is.
I've realized that when I'm upset and I hear a sad song, I feel better, but if I hear a happy song, I just get annoyed. I've been trying to figure out why that is.
While at the bookstore with my uncle and sister, my uncle started talking to the cashier. After a little too much giggling she says, "Your girls are so cute," and points to me and my sister. I'm 16 and my sister's 13. My uncle's 25 and definitely looks it. I wonder how she could possibly think my uncle had me when he was 9. She wasn't too good with the whole flatter y thing (or math).
The other day, I got way too excited over getting 7 chicken nuggets after only ordering a 6-piece. My family must've thought I was really weird as they watched me flip out and count the pieces over and over again.
I don't know why, but I always feel like my car is the center of the world. With all the cars surrounding me, I feel like all of them are looking in.
Today, I was walking in the hallway afterschool when I saw a spider (a big, thick black one with yellow stripes) crawling on a doorframe. I felt a little relieved when a teacher came to see what I was looking at. I knew I would be paranoid with a spider crawling around. He came over and asked, "What are you looking at? A stinkbug?" Then he saw the spider and jumped. "Ew, that thing is NASTY!" He looked at his clean white shoes then asked, "Are you going to kill it?" I said no and he looked around nervously before saying, "Maybe if I was at my own house or something…But not here." He shrugged and walked away. So much for being rescued.
This morning, a couple of girls were talking excitedly about some stickers they found. Their friend lectured them about how the fact that they found it doesn't excuse it from stealing. I didn't think it was a big deal until I saw my friends looking around frantically in the library saying, "Where are our stickers?" Apparently, it would've been a big help if I had seen the thieves' faces.
Today, my sister figured that she missed watching Blue's Clues so that's what we were going to watch. She wasn't upset that I made fun of her for being 9 and watching the show, but because I remembered watching the same episode a decade ago and I ruined the ending for her.
The other day, I was reading next to a big window. I heard a banging sound and looked up. A bird was flying repeatedly into the window. I seriously thought that only happened on T.V.
Twice a year, my dad and I would go to the town business expo and yard sale together. We were the only ones in the family that thought that kind of stuff was cool. Finally, we would come home after 5 hours with bags of useless stuff that seemed completely necessary at the time. We would look at each other and wonder what it was exactly that we just bought.
The other day, my friend's toenail broke in half. Being the BFF that I am, I laughed at her. A few days later, I cut my index finger right down the middle. In freshman year, I laughed at another friend because she hurt her leg. The next day, I fell and hurt my leg. I really shouldn't laugh at my friends anymore.
Friday, I went to go see Les Miserables at school. My aunt was being noisy while we were waiting to get our tickets, and I tried to quiet her down. All my attempt got me was my uncle yelling at the top of his lungs, "ARE WE EMBARRASSING YOU?" and some very weird stares. I looked around hoping nobody I knew had heard. My teacher was standing behind us. Yes…yes you're embarrassing me.
During study hall, my friend was poking me with her water bottle. Getting annoyed, I asked her to stop several times. She wouldn't listen, so when the teacher got close enough I yelled, "OW!" She got scolded. I didn't know whether to feel bad or accomplished.
"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I'm not." Just a cool quote I heard while watching a movie. I think Kurt Cobain says it, but I can't get it out of my head.
Today was my baby cousin's first birthday and when my aunt went to get the cake, she noticed there was something a little off. The cake only said, "happ birth" then my cousin's name in HUGE letters underneath.
The other day, my sister got surgery on her wrist and was under full anesthesia. The first thing she did when she woke up was give my mom the middle finger. After doing that one more time, she asked her to prom. Then she cradled her "baby" (ice pack), called him stupid, and killed him.