Isn't It a Surprise

It's a hazy Sunday afternoon (again) and my mother is reading front-page articles on Yahoo! Personals. What a wonderful thing. It totally does not surprise me that she is intrigued in articles talking about "why nice guys finish last." I give up.

I washed the dishes a couple of times last week and I'm getting paid (in very small amounts) for it. But come on, PENNIES?! I don't like washing the dishes.

Don't Give Me That (What She is Saying at the Moment)

Technically, the season of summer came a long time ago, but it's really not summer yet until school's out.

Did you know that I have summer homework? 3 books, and lots of assignments that come with it.

Oh well. At least it's better than last year, when we had to do 7 projects involving personal information as well as news article research + artistic/creative decorations. That was just plain horrible.

At least during the hot season I am permitted to enjoy some ice. Well, occasionally.