Sun Day (:

Today is Sunday.
Today is beautiful.
And today is also my very last day of freedom.
Horrible right?
Yeah..i know.
Summer school.
The thing i have been mention in my blogs for a while now.
All i ever wanted was to be a kid.
To sleep in.
Stay up late watch a pointless movie..
then possibly go to bed.
But no.
I have to wake up and leave..
and be at the school by 8:00 tomorrow.
I dont get it either.
There is a time limit in which i have to be there.
Stinks right?
And is totally pointless.
And you know what?
I refuse to go.
Dont ask why..because i have my reasons.
And that reason is horrible.
And one of the reasons that i dont wanna be there..
ALONE.
Nteowpic.(new topic)
Cool huh?
I just put the spelling of the words inbetween the other word.
Which if you think about it..
its just basically blending the words together.
Anyways.

Early In the Morning

OKay.
SO maybe waking up to another one of my mothers phonecalls..
wasnt on the top of my checklist.
And waking up with a kink in my neck..wasnt even near the top of the checklist.
Oh, and coming to church and seeing the only person that makes my skin crawl wasnt even on the list.
So..your thinking overall..
shes gunna wake up in a cheerful mood...right?
(cue the Leave it to Beaver music)
Me(hailey):Good Morning Grandmother! How are you this bright sunny morning?!
Grandmother: Oh, i am WONDERFUL! I couldnt be more pleasant! The day is quite delightful!
(Grandpa enters kitchen)
Grandmother and Hailey: Good Morning Grandfather!
Grandfather: Hello Ladies! Isnt this morning absolutely divine?!
(cue cheesy smile)
Grandmother: Oh it is!
(BUZZARD SOUND)
OKay guys.
Are you ready for this nightmare to end?
Good..
so am i.
I really dont think i need to tell you how this little skit is going to end.
Everyone ends up happy...not that they were ever sad in the first place.
I mean..this is the difference between reality and television.
There is no cued violin music if someone is crying.
Noone magically burst out into to song while playing basketball or while eating lunch.(High School Musical)
The good guy doesnt always win.
And no..the hot popular guy doesnt always fall for the girl that hid behind her books and was usually known as a nerd..then got some contacts and put on some make-up and looked just as hot as the guy did and then they prance off into the sunset.
Nope.
I hate to burst your bubble but...well...its kinda fun.
So when my grandparent expect me to wake up happy..
well..
As you all may know..
I am not an early riser.
I dont do mornings.
OKAY FINE..I AM DOWNRIGHT CRANKY!
But still..
i mean..its not my fault all i can do when i wake up is grunt.
Ive got my mother calling me and trying to hold on a conversation with me..while i am still drooling on my pillow.
I am sorry..but i dont know very many people that wake up ready to talk to someone on the phone for like five hours.
People just dont do that.
I need to be a coffee person.
Here is the really sad part about me..
i cant drink it.
It gives me migranes.
UGH.
I know..its crazy.
ITS WRONG.
I have to drink coffee every once in a while.
SO ..
i can still drink it..
I just cant drink it like i normally would.
Which would be like..a thousand times a day.
But dont get me wrong..
coffee is my life.
If coffee were a guy..
i would marry it.
Especially starbucks.
YUMM.


well..i have to get goin.

LOVE YOU!!

-H- :)