This morning waking up was a nightmare. I had to try to convince myself to get up. It didn't work. I woke up at 6, and looked at the clock and thought "why didn't someone get us up to leave? Were starting to slack off... who cares?" and decided that it was still acceptable to go back to sleep. So I did. And then woke up at 7, and thought, "why hasn't anyone woken me up to do school... who cares?" and went back to sleep yet again. Then woke up at 7:40, and thought "why am I even still sleeping...who cares?" and was about to go back to sleep, but then I did the worst thing anyone can do when trying to go to sleep... I made thoughts that make sense. I have no clue what I thought now, but it was an intriguing thought, and so I lay there thinking for a while. Then realized, "shoot!! Thinking always prevents me from being able to fall back asleep if I think for too long!" but by then I was forming sentences, and I knew it was too late. But once I realized that I could think, I swallowed, and really wished I couldn't.
My throat hurt SO bad!! It felt(as I would assume) as I was eating staples. Not a pleasant thing. Now I'm curious what that would really feel like. I will NOT be finding out... soon, I hope anyways. Though some things are unpreventable. Hopefully this is not one of them. But then I decided, maybe if I woke up some it would go away (sometimes that happens) so, I think "okay. Aspen, your going to swing your feet off the bed in 3, 2, 1!....... Okay, no. It's SO not worth it." and lay there for about 20-30 more minutes. Then I DO finally convince myself to get up, but end up dragging my blanket with me, and crash down on the couch. I don't move for quite some time(I don't remember how long.. I was half asleep...), but then my mom comes in and says (veryyyyy cheerily I might add) "TIME TO GET UP!!!! We're a-lockin!" so I just roll over and glare at the pillows. She didn't accept that answer, and stands there at the foot of the couch looking at me, and then Annakah asleep on their bed, then at our room, and asks why I'm not in my bed. I explained that I was still in the process of waking up (as best I could with as little words as possible). Then whispered "my throat is trying to kill me" my mom answers "what?" and I say "my throat hurts." and she gos "ohhhhhh I'm sorry! Do you need something?" And so then she got the thermometer and some cepacol sore throat things. They numb your entire mouth, so I don't under stand HOW my throat was still killing me. But it was. So she made me tea, and then jello anticipating the future of my day. It has, so far, only gotten worse. Last night I talked to Kurt, and to Christie for a while that afternoon, but I talked to Kurt for quite a while. I like talking to him. He's a good guy, he can just be sorta stupid sometimes. But He doesn't do things with bad intentions. That was an unexpected friendship, but I'm happy with it. J
My MP3 player died as soon as I really started enjoying the first song that I listened to, so now I'm charging it. I like being docked. Minus the spiders. They descend as soon as you tie up. I can just imagine the Disney scene. Spiders all hanging upside down climbing up the ropes to our boat, ready to become a nuisance and terrify me into beating them dead. I HATE spiders. They're not scary, just annoying. They're always everywhere, and when they bite me the bite always stay there for like 4 days. Ugh. [): my mom came walking into the boat today, and looked at me, and goes "WOAH! You look awful!!" I'm just like. Jeezzzzz thanks mom. But then she made me soup. So all is forgiven.(: I'm so easily pleased.
OOOHHHH!!!!!! There's a bumbly bee!!! He's so cuteee!!! Awwwwwwww.. He left. Darn. Now I'm alone again. One time in moncks corner there was a bee that would always sit with me when I did my homework out side. He was adorable! I named him... Kayton I think. I forget now, it was something like that. But he would always sit on my books, and on my knee, and he never stung me. He was a nice little bee. I think he died though. One day he just quit coming. So sad. But I mean, what are the life spans of bees? Idk.
We have 4 locks for today. We've been through 3, and lost a fender yesterday. They're tearing up our fenders. So now we have to stand by the wall, and keep us off of it while we lock up. I'm still exhausted from the last one... like 30 min ago. Ugh. I'm so tired. I wanna go lay down, but I'll get bored. Maybe if I could watch a movie or something. EEUGGHHH!!!!(annoyed sound...) I gotta go now. Lock time. Then, I'm going to pass out. How fun. Bye.