Long boring email 8
Howday,
well its been awhile since my last long boring email so i figured i would write a new one while i had time that i wasn’t busy wasting on something even less important. there have been so many things that have happened since the last one that ive already forgotten most of the cool stuff. all i remember now are things that traumatized me. so here goes….
first of all….you need to know that i have a problem with singing with groups of people. i can do quite fine on my own but when other people sing with me it makes them sound really good and me sound…well….lets just say that people start bleeding out their ears and dogs start howling and babies start crying and its just a mess. well….you also need to know that i havnt been in a choir class since the fourth grade. the choir teacher is…wow….lets just take a new paragraph to describe her.
miss Gordon. when you look at her you would never expect anything but a sweet old lady. she is prolly 50 something and about 4 foot 11. she prolly weighs less than my little brother and i swear she wears a wig. the only reason i think she wears a wig is that her hair hasn’t changed since i was in first grade. its always the same. trust me i just looked her up in the yearbook from my first grade year. shes perpetually unchanging. well…she is a nice ol lady sometimes. but when you want something that she doesn’t want wow. try your best to avoid her. she doesn’t get mad and scream at you or anything. she just has this way of getting everyone to do things they don’t want to do. for instance…this is the kind of conversation she used to have with me. “caleb don’t you want to be part of the Christmas program?” nope not really “we would love to have you be a part of it this year. we have a part picked out for you and everything” nope don’t wanna do it “well ill talk to you again tomorrow” i wont do it then either. then the next day rolls around. “caleb im so glad you decided to join us in the program!” i didn’t “well your mother told me on the phone last night that she would love to see you in it this year.” GRRRR. how can she do that to me every time? yup that’s miss Gordon. ive been known to hide under the computer desks at school for 20 minutes at a time when she comes to recruit people.
well… i havnt done anything for her in quite some time. well….they needed drivers cause they were gunna go Christmas caroling at nursing homes…and well….it would get me out of school so i went. i just stood there and held the boom box. it was kinda funny. then i got chewed out by an old guy who obviously wanted me to sing…..so i did. i bet he regretted ever opening his mouth. so i kept singing. then we switched nursing homes and i kept singing. then this really old santa clause came in. he started cracking racial jokes to a black guy. i felt sorry for the black guy till i realized that he couldn’t hear them well enough to understand them. that was my experience with singing. at least i was singing to people that couldn’t hear me very well. anyone elses heads would have blown up.
you would think that in a town this size that everyone would know everything about everyone. but nope. just the other day i realized that i was missing out on a contest that our school is having. im guessing that its called the “who can wear the same shirt the most times in one school year” contest. im still not sure if it is a real contest but if it is there is a kid in my school that has already clinched the title and its not even Christmas. he always wears this pink shirt with a giant m&m that’s waving at you. he must wear it 2 or 3 times a week. its funny. i ask him if he is wearing it all the time now and he blushes and says no. its kinda funny. he will say no even if he is wearing it under his sweaters.
the other day i got a book that i had ordered like 3 months ago. im really glad. its called persecution by david limbaugh. great book. it was backordered forever. well…because it was backordered for so long they decided to send me a free cd. its called a
i just want to say to everyone out there that i hate the ACT test. i had to get up at 6 in the morning to try to figure out for an hour if it was cancelled. it wasn’t. so my zombie body dragged itself down there. i didn’t take a calculator so i kinda guessed on most of the math. i got done in 30 minutes and its an hour long test. so i got a nap. that was nice. but yes it was obnoxious. but it does prove something. someone who is totally brain dead can fill in circles. (not saying that im always brain dead….just in the mornings)
well…right after the act test, there were about 12 girls at my house for a tea party. yuck..i hate tea. so when i came home later my house smelled of tea and girl. ugh. lets just say my day had nowhere to go but up. and it did. i hung out with one of my ol buddies robby thomen all day. it was nice. we got to sit around and talk about the worst year of our lives….fourth grade. we had an evil teacher. ugh…she was sooo annoying. so…we went to justin house and watched some movies and talked more about the evil woman that can only be described as the second worst thing that happened in all of history right behind the crucifixion. there was something that dawned on me while we were talking bout her. she has kids. wow….i pity them.
today was kinda weird. there weren’t many people around. miss libby and i went sledding after about 4 hours of trying to round people up. we ended up being the only two going. it was fun. my sled didn’t work too well though. i ended up trying to snow board on it. i bit the snow several times. but at least it was fun. i need to go sledding more often. in fact i decided to go again. so i went to kaylas house to call people and stuff. but we ended up just staying there and watching x-men. i seriously think im a mutant. i mean…my eyes change color…i break out in hives when my skin comes into contact with certain yellow dyes…..and i don’t sleep. there was a kid on the movie that has that as part of his mutation. he doesn’t sleep. hmmmm.
well this email is really long and you prolly didn’t enjoy it anyway so im gunna stop writing now. you have a great day or evening or whatever the heck time it is when you read this. later -me
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