as a high school student.

When you throw up a little, sneeze a little, cough a little, and... nauseate all over the place (including vomit, dizziness, and headaches), have terrible cramps, and almost go blind, you may have somewhat of a hard time.

Ladies and Gentlemen, This is the time where school and life catch up to you all at the same time.

I missed four days of school, had plenty of tests, and homework packets. This is the part where my look on school goes a bit haywire. I get really behind, I miss lectures I should not have missed, and now I have no idea what is going on.

I took a trip to the doctor, I took a trip to the eye doctor, and sat at home.

Last week was really dumb.

I have some weird thing with my eyes. Its a cornea infection or something, I wasn't listening as well as I should have. I can't wear makeup or contacts for two months, and had to do drops in my eyeball for quite a bit. But who cares about that now. I had to buy some new glasses. They are probably funny on me. But I don't mind.

So that is them. Take a gander.

I am not sure what else there is to say.

I played the piano in sacrament today. It was a piece my piano teacher and I arranged. Parker, my little brother, was my page turner. He did a phenomenal job. He even reminded me where to slow down and where to speed up. He's adorable.

Having friends that are girls is a bit tough. I hate taking sides on arguments and I try my hardest to stay out, but it never works. I am sure it will eventually just die down and it will be a thing of the past. I love all of my friends so dearly, and I just like it better when we all get along.

My mother started a new "thing". She has this garbage bag. And while I am at school, anything that is not picked up or put away, goes into the garbage bag. I have to do tremendous jobs to get my things back, like I cleaned the whole kitchen, to get a sweatshirt. Dumb sweatshirt. Dumb garbage bag. One of my binders smeagled its way into the bag, and I cleaned the house all by myself on saturday, just to get it back. But I did get a four and a half hour nap before. That was nice.

Well I am really boring. So I am gonna go talk to my mom about my problems.

Seeya.

~Rachel LaVerda.

There is always a way.

"I believe I am always divinely guided. I believe I will always take the right road. I believe that God will always make a way. Even when there appears to be no way."

-commander William Robert Anderson

I love family home evening.

mmm yeah.

Well hello.

How lovely too see you again.

School.

is actually....

great.

WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA.... BACK UP.

Rachel just said school is great?

yes. yes i did.

I promised myself to try harder this year, and boy has it changed my mindset.

I am a new woman!!

not really. I'm not that different.

I just like where i am, and life it treatin me fairly well.

I still don't date boys, I'm still not skinny, I still can't stand some things.

but i like it. i like school. i like friends, and family, and i like everything.

I am obviously great at english, i guess.

My teacher is insane, but she likes my writing.

She has shared this sentence, with all her classes.

"Sometimes i think my little brother is more fond of dog crap than me."

Yikes. But she loved it, so I'm all good.

I'll maybe share some of my papers with you, soon enough.

But i will write even more later....sometime.

Don't count on it being soon.

Have a lovely day, ladies and gentlemen.

Love, Rachel LaVerda.

This is what school does to me. I'll write lengthy tomorrow.

Please don't leave.

I am sorry this is such late notice, and I really want you to know this. So listen closely. I really am sorry to leave you like this. I know it's unacceptable, and you probably won't forgive me until I come back. My crazy siblings will come to you before I do, and they will make you angry, but if you are not too mad at me, just remember me through the hard times and remember I will come back. I know school is coming, and it will be tough for you. You may be in denial while I am gone, but I hope eventually you will forgive me.

I love you very much and will return soon.

Love always, summer

yeeahh.

well. sorry i just am so terrible at keeping up. Its summer. Leave me alone. School starts on Tuesday. That is probably the only thing i have an undying passion of hate for. I know my mother doesn't approve, and that i should like school, but i'm sorry. I am a teenager. I hate school, and i am not very excited for Tuesday. I got my license yesterday, (finally i can drive without the worry of being caught) and i am sixteen. i haven't gone on any date, nor gone to a dance, and thats all sorts of good with me. This year in school i am taking classes i didn't even know exsisted, let alone i didn't know the word exsisted. But ya know, its alright. gotta go with the flow. I have a best friend, Haley Madison, who works all the time. When she gets off work, we take late trips to Applebees at eleven at night, and pretend that we are cool. We talk in Minnesota accents constantly, and talk about boys a lot. Football season is here, and i am plenty excited. i am going to be a junior, one year closer to being done. so you know, everything is good, and applebees at eleven makes me a little nauseous.
have a wonderful last friday of the summer, boys and girls.
Rachel LaVerda.

the blerg.

i once had a blog i wrote on. about two times a year.
So why not start all over and try again? maybe i'll do better, maybe not.
It is summer and oh is summer sweet.
At this point i have decided-whether or not i have a perfect life- i am happy.
its been a long time, if ever, that i have said that about my position in life.
i have told myself i will try harder, and be ready for whatever is thrown at me next.
so here is to the new blog!
and hope it doesn't miserably fail like the last one.
love, Rachel LaVerda.