Random Things I do #2

Hey guys. 

The reason that doesn't have an exclamation mark will shock you.

And I mean rock you to the core.

I'm sick.

Like really sick.

Like it's Monday and I'm sitting on my couch at nine 'o' clock typing my blog instead of going to school sick. I haven't posted last week. So, I'll make up for it by posting Random Things I do #2

See, I'm thirteen years old. And the thing about that is - 'Im a teenager.

And teenage years are wear everyone expects you to act like an adult but they'll treat you like a child. But in my opinion, I get why everybody is treating ME like a child. My brain has not matured since I was like, five years old. 

But sometimes it can get really annoying. 

Because instead of you know, the usual greetings people normally get from grown ups like 

HI! How are you?"

or

"OMIGOSH! How ya doing?"

I get

How well are you studying?
How good are your grades?

Is school too hard?

And BLAH BLAH BLAH! 

There's more to a child's life than school you know? I'm sorry if I sound really grumpy this post. Being sick does that to people. And other things like, people expect you to keep a level head most of the time and be responsible for your stuff. At the same time they think it's ok to peep their large noses INTO our stuff!

Like, pick a lane!

But I don't mind pats on the heads, and hugs, and uh - stuffed animals.

Which is weird thing number one for today - I can't sleep without snuggling something. Be it a pillow, my mom, or a plastic clotheshanger (i've done that once) I need something to cuddle.

Which is why I have my Ella. 

I got Ella for my thrteenth birthday, from the toy store at the mall. She's a red panda about the size of my forearm with a really long tail. I usually just drag her around everywhere by her tail and when I get bored spin her around like a helicopter. Which can be seen as animal abuse? But she's a cotton filled red panda - get over it.

I originally bought her to eventually give to my then unborn younger sister, Gigi. But it was MONTHS till THAT was about to happen, and in the meanwhile, Ella and I bonded. Bonded in a way when I lie down without her, I immediately know something's missing. 

To any teenagers and grownups out there who still sleep with stuffed animals and are getting told to grow up by a bunch of joykills - DON'T YOU DARE LISTEN TO THEM. 

It's not THEIR business how you sleep! You can sleep with one stuffed animal and you can sleep with hundreds! DON'T LET ANYONE STOP YOU! YOU HEAR ME?

Number two is that I'm very judgemental. Of people AND books AND basically everything. I have this ongoing cynic in my head who will just look at ANY normal people and insult them on and on. I know it's bad, but it's sometimes entertaining when you're stuck in a room full of people with noting to do. 

Especially in school. There are SO many people to judge. Of course, most of the people I insult in my head turn out to be really nice and I end up feeling really bad afterwards. Though I say none of those things out loud...

Anyway, I also judge that I don't like a person or a book WAAY too fast and I end up regretting it later. Half of those thoughts also disappear as fast they come so they don't become useful when I ACTUALLY need to insult somebody!

When I say books, I mean my mother will buy me books. I announce I hate it at first. Then I get bored and read it anyway. And then I fall in love with it. If you don't believe me, here's a list - 

FREAKING HARRY POTTER!

THE Famous Five

Fluffy and me.

The Ickabog

Nancy Drew

And a bunch more I probably don't remember! 

Plus - this post is getting too long again so I'll probably make a part three. Also, here's a pretty picture I'm proud of drawing - 

Ignore the harry and ron in the corner - I drew this in my Harry Potter Journal.

FROM YOUR SICK WEIRDO

N.M SIRIUS

SIRIUS OUT!