February was some month. It seems like we celebrated Charlie's birthday so long ago, but it was only a few days after Valentine's Day. Then there was the element of stress. Sleep hasn't been granting me with its presence for as long as I'd like it to. Now we have to move into a different house.
This is... let me see, the seventh time we've moved? Maybe sixth. Perhaps that isn't too many times, but it seems like it. I'm wondering why we can't just buy a house. I'm anxious to move. This house was nice, but a new one wouldn't be too bad. Maybe I'd get a bigger room, or an extra bathroom (please, God, please!). Both would be ideal.
My grades are both going up and down. When something good happens something bad must also happen, I guess. My math grade went up, whereas my Bible grade is going down because I never do my Dever questions. Actually, this semester I've only neglected to do them twice (including tonight, since I forgot the book at school).
All of the classes I loved last semester I now hate, and vise versa. For example, I cannot stand Biology. Last semester, it was a good class. But maybe that was for other reasons.
Rose and I were briefly talking about how we haven't written anything in months. It makes me really sad, in a way. But at the same time I am relieved. If I get one more fanfiction.net review that says "Update," I think I will blow up. It's flattering for the first, oh, I don't know... one hundred times. Once you get past that, it's sort of annoying.
I almost called Mr. Smith "Mr. Mann," today. If you know who I'm talking about, I suppose you'd find it sort of funny. I know I did at the time.
By the way, my spiritual life isn't so good these days. I mean, I still love God and everything. I'm not talking to him as much as I should. I'm not worshipping as much as I should. It bugs me...