Firstly...

Firstly, I apologize for nada recent activity here lately :/ Every day, believe me, it crosses my mind, 'Oh man, I need to get on there and write something." Because I really do want to, but every day I have to refrain because the simple prospect of homework is so overwhelming I just can't bring myself to do much else but comply to studiousness. Sigh.
I'm probably exaggerating things just a wee bit...but my teachers do give a lot of homework, and they do expect that we do it completely and goodly...(you don't have to worry about my English grade, really...) which is not at all a surprise or anything, it's just not a pleasing reality :/
But enough with that. The purpose of this post is to simply to give a little illustration of what my life looks like these days:

• It's COLD. November is here. My mom and I were leaving Shriners Hospital the other day (the nonchalance of that statement shouldn't be alarming...it was just a check up on my scoliosis, and, guess what, I'm okay and the appointment was pretty much pointless (ha...) but I got to miss most of a day at school, so no hard feelings there.) and my mom asked me if I liked November. "Mm, I like it okay," and she went into this lengthy story about how my grandma always loved November because, even though it's gloomy and cold most of the time, you can see the shape of all the trees when they lose their leaves. Which is a nice way to look at it...different from just saying they look like skeletons. So it's November, and thanks to some people on facebook who seem to take on the responsibility of faithfully posting as their status the number of days till certain holidays and such -- I've found out that Christmas is 48 (no typo...) days away. Which is completely preposterous to me.
• Because of parent teacher conferences -- not out of the kindness of their hearts -- my school gave us half-days monday through wednesday and no school on thursday and friday this week. I think as you can probably imagine most of us were on the brink of hysterical fits of joyous laughter by the time 1pm wednesday rolled around. Mmmm....I love getting out of school. Thinking about 7 or 8 hours of precious freedom during which I usually do nothing but homework anyways but hey, it's the thought that counts. For those 7 or 8 hours I actually have a life again. For some reason that's how I look at it...you can probably notice I don't think much of school.
• In other news -- my mom took me on a big shopping spree recently and I got to buy this incredible winter coat with fur lining on the inside and big pockets and lots of isolation and I love it so dearly I'm wearing it right now, sitting here at the computer desk...I was cold, and I don't think there's many more sensible things to wear when you're very cold than a winter coat. Don't you agree? I've been stripping down and taping up and color scheming and cutting out in my room during the last week, renovating large portions of my wall, alegbra has proved once again that you can't stay home even one day of school without falling way behind, I have a cold so when I'm singing in my room and a high note comes along, it's not a very pretty sound...My dogs' line for going outside broke somehow so we have to just push them out the door and stand there watching them to make sure they don't sneak away or get eaten by wolves, and that gets really annoying after a while. Because all they do for some reason is stand there in the backyard and look at us with this forlorn expression, like, "Oh, I see, you just don't love me anymore so you're kicking me out and then laughing at me as I stand out here in the cold with no where to go..." I've been playing a lot of Christmas music, taking a lot of walks, groaning at the lack of food in my house, and apart from all that, not much else has been going on in my world.

Time to spare you from anymore of this torture. Now that you've read this, I hereby grant you freedom to carry on with your life. Shoo.