Today is quite lovely.

I've been up all night, and my teacher will be coming soon.

I should probably be doing the diary entry - the one I have for homework.

I only need a rough draft.

I started it last night, until I noticed after writing 3 paragraphs that there was a structure rubric on the other side of the page that instructed exactly how it wanted it written.

I'm kind of afraid I'm going to snap at my teacher today.

I got my period 2 or so days ago, and I've been in more stomach pain then usual with it. It'll be hard to concentrate on my school work, and it'll be hard to fight my irritation with everything.

Like no offence to my teacher, but she does this thing that really bothers me. You see, she asks that she get Honey-lemon tea for when she comes over, so we bought her some from Tim Horton's, like a bunch of packages of it. But it'll be really quiet and she'll drink some.

That's what annoys me.

The sound of her chugging it back, and the sound of her gulping.

I threw a pen cap at Patches for drinking from his water bowl when she was here Tuesday. My crappy aim made it hit the wall beside her though. I honestly didn't mean to almost hit her, I would never hit a teacher, but Patches was fucking annoying. I said sorry and explained that my aim sucked and that it wasn't for her.

But back to her annoying habit.

It doesn't help though that mom gives her huge cups of it.

I do like her herself though. She's extremely nice and understanding. :)

I feel cheerful though right now. I'm listening to Sunday Morning by Maroon 5. Previously Love Song by Sara Bareilles.

And now She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. I think that song is supposed to be sad, but I mostly feel happy and nostalgic.

Is that weird?

Probably.

Anyways, I started with that spider last night, like I cut most of the legs and junk. But I couldn't find any tape so it's not up yet.

/>I was wondering... Do all moms have this stupid fake voice for when talking on the phone with people that they don't know? Like this overly sugar coated voice?

Every time the phone rings I'm hoping that it's my teacher saying she can't make it. 

I was just hear typing this and I heard someone call me. From what it sounded like whoever it was were like right at the bottom of the stairs. 

I know it wasn't my mom. It didn't sound like her at all. It was a gruff voice, but I'm pretty sure it was female. I went downstairs, and my mom was outside raking the leaves.

Something made me think it was my grandma, who's been dead for years. I dare not tell my mom this, as I do not wish to upset her.

Really weird.

Anyways, it's 10:50 AM and I have not only school work to do, but my teachers coming soon.

Then I have to finally get that fucking spider up.

Later~