Tomorrow is my last day of freedom before the new school year starts. On one hand, I kind of want to get back to a more normal life and see my friends every day. On the other, I don't want to give up the freedom to do whatever I want whenever I want and the ability to sleep in late every day.
I still don't have all my books. My list of classes didn't come in until July 26. Whee. I swear, for a school so bent on being the best with technology, you would think that they would get their systems together. If I thought my elementary and middle school was bad, my high school is ten times worse.
Although, it will be nice to have my laptop back. I miss it somewhat. It served me well even after I dropped it on the ground twice. Such a trooper *sniff*
Ramblings of a 15-year-old Catholic school student who doesn't quite fit into the mold of life itself, much less conform to the standard of a Catholic school girl.
From: Florida, United States
About me: Kaitlin is a fifteen-year-old native Florida girl. She enjoys all thing related to art, the internet, and computers. Kaitlin aspires to become a graphic designer once she graduates college.
Monday, June 9, 2008
New People
Over the last few months, two new families have moved into houses on our street. I live on a dead end with four houses on each side of the street, so two of the eight houses have new people in them.
Now, this may not be a problem for many people, but I dislike new people (and change in general) so I'm too happy about it.
I also have several, for lack of a better word, quirks, that take people a while to get used it.
First of all, I tend to sing. Loudly. I usually don't realize I'm singing loudly, but my parents have told me that I sing so loud that the people can hear me down the block even if we don't have our windows open.
No one has complained about it. Quite the contrary, actually. I've gotten complements on my singing abilities. Florida is quite the strange place, eh?
The newest family has moved across the street from us. They have two children under the age of 10 and no animals. They moved in yesterday. I think they're Hispanic as well. Or at least mixed Hispanic/White (I didn't hear an accent in the wife's voice).
I don't really care, because I'm mixed Hispanic/White myself.
All I really know about the family is that they have two kids, the daughter's name is Sierra, the husband's name is Diego, and that they are renting the house with the option to buy.
Another family moved in about a month ago at the end of the block. I'm not quite sure who lives there. From what I've heard they're a young couple with a little girl. They always seem to have people over, and I've heard them speak Spanish before.
This is going to be an interesting summer.
Now, this may not be a problem for many people, but I dislike new people (and change in general) so I'm too happy about it.
I also have several, for lack of a better word, quirks, that take people a while to get used it.
First of all, I tend to sing. Loudly. I usually don't realize I'm singing loudly, but my parents have told me that I sing so loud that the people can hear me down the block even if we don't have our windows open.
No one has complained about it. Quite the contrary, actually. I've gotten complements on my singing abilities. Florida is quite the strange place, eh?
The newest family has moved across the street from us. They have two children under the age of 10 and no animals. They moved in yesterday. I think they're Hispanic as well. Or at least mixed Hispanic/White (I didn't hear an accent in the wife's voice).
I don't really care, because I'm mixed Hispanic/White myself.
All I really know about the family is that they have two kids, the daughter's name is Sierra, the husband's name is Diego, and that they are renting the house with the option to buy.
Another family moved in about a month ago at the end of the block. I'm not quite sure who lives there. From what I've heard they're a young couple with a little girl. They always seem to have people over, and I've heard them speak Spanish before.
This is going to be an interesting summer.
Labels: families, neighbor, neighborhood, new