And Here I Am, Late Again.

I seem to be bad at schedules. I'll have to set a reminder for myself on my iPod or something.

So, eighth grade is slowly drawing to a close, and I only have a month left until I'm done and officially going into high school!

Sometimes I love being a homeschooler.

Other times, I don't. For instance:

Every Wednesday morning, I go on a walk/run with one of my best friends, Opal, who is also a sheltered homeschooler.

Well, actually, she's not. She watches animes online that say bad stuff. Like the C word! (Crap. @-@)

I'm kidding.

...you guys know I'm kidding, right?

But, ANYWAY....

So we were running this morning, and we had sort of gotten off a little late, which means what?

That's right. The six-graders were already at the bus stop.

And they were staring. I could totally tell what was going through their innocent little brains: "why are two girls older than us already up, running, and wearing clothes like THAT?"

Because, though I was dressed well enough in some purple athletic shorts and a peach tank top with a gray jacket over it, my lovely, fashion-savvy friend was dressed in a trashy old teal t-shirt and too-short Longhorn-orange sweatpants, along with the most obvious shoes EVER.

But YEAH. So anyway, if the SIXTH-graders are looking at us like we're aliens, homeschoolers must be even weirder than I thought.

That's all for now, and then I'll probably post on Friday. Probably.

Keep Calm and Endeavor On,
~Adalyn