Saturday, January 19, 2013

No Life and Blogging

     I have no life. I made no plans this weekend, and I have a 4 day weekend. I have been told to entertain myself with my phone. I know that I need to get a life but I need to get things in order first. I can smell the food baking because we are hosting a party. And no before anyone decides to ask, not that type of party. This is a small dinner party with my step moms side of the family.

    My stepmother is a pretty cool person and I am grateful for all she does for me. When I want to go out she gives me money or she vouches for me when I need it. I am thankful for a lot that everyone does for me. For example, a lady I met in the sixth grade was a lawyer. I always wanted to be a lawyer so we kept in touch for a while then we lost it. But, today she contacted me and it made me think of how everyone believes in me and my dreams.

      I sometimes think as to why people even care to take the time out of their day for me. Then I remember that they believe in me because of my abilities and know that I can do that. And when I do remember that I remember that I know I can do anything that I put my mind to. I know that I am capable of many things as long as I do everything in my power to try. I try to exercise this belief whenever I can.

      I really need a life. I just sit around doing nothing staring into space. I usually eat when I'm bored but I am on a healthy diet where I portion control, only water and exercise. I believe I have been doing well and resisting temptation. I don't really start until Monday but it wouldn't hurt to practice to see what I'm getting myself into. During the week I have been a bit busy so there were no blogs.

     On last Monday everyone in my class that applied for School Without Walls got their letter to take the test, to get in. I did not receive mine all week, I even checked the mail like always. Until yesterday I checked the mail one last time and was so upset that I did not get a letter. My stepmother came home and said I got mail. My parents told me to wait until after dinner, but I was so impatient that they just let me open it.

Well our guests are here its time for me to go.

Until next time,

Mattie