Socks and Sh*t.

I know, I know, it's a harsh name. But hey, it's been rough on me this past weekend. Really rough! It's "my time of the month," so that means that if something seems uncomfortable with me, say Friday, that was completely devoted to black history month, which is okay, if it wasn't that it was a half day, and the fact that the school never puts so much into anything remotely Catholic, never mind that it's called "De la Salle north Catholic." It just went from bad to worse as I had to go to the dentist. I hate the dentist.

Okay, so I was able to treat myself to lunch, and I even figured out a nice thing to do with the rest of the baby-hat yarn, but after school was harsh, and I feel like I can't do anything to make a difference in this school. I hate Catholic schools that are only Catholic in name. Which might include a lot more schools than you'd think. I'm just so sick of it all, and I'm especially sick of Portland. Yuck!

So, in any case, I came home, and I was miserable. I don't really remember what happened, but I know that I was really, really sad, and that I didn't get any homework done at all, and that I ached in my stomach a lot. I was having major cramps. I cried myself to sleep that night. It sucks to be lonely.

Anyway, Saturday was better, but I still went to bed angsty, because we watched the duchess. And my sister was right. It w

as a slut movie. How rotten! everything from mistresses (in the old English sense of the word, the type that men aren't publicly married to, but have sex with) to the duke practically raping the duchess. I had to read my new teen series, the Chicks with sticks, before I could go to bed, confident that I wouldn't have nightmares.

Today was the only closely good day. I got homework done on Saturday, except for some of my physics, which was pretty overloaded anyway. (He gave us homework for at least 5 days!) My only problem with today is that I can't find any good sock pattern for this darn yarn:

I can't believe that I can't find a decent "magic-cast on, toe-up, short row" sock! I so need the sock summit! maybe they can teach me how to turn a heel! It's such a pain! I think I'll try to use this yarn to make my March project . . . I really want to win something at that online knitting contest. And now that we've made modifications, I have 2 months to do it, instead of one.

The biggest highlight of my weekend, besides the fact that I babysat on Saturday, and we went out to eat at Red Robins (Yum!) and I got sick from switching from fasting to a full dinner, was this guy:

Thank God for Manon! I swear, I may be weird and delusional, but I swear, On Friday night, (or was it Saturday? I forget) I placed Manon on my stomach as tried to knit my pressure off, and my cramps dissolved. Into thin air. I looked at Manon strangely, took it off, and sure enough, the cramps came back. I kept Manon on my lap for the rest of the night. seriously, I slept with it!

Okay, I know what you're thinking. That is sooooo gross! no. It's not that. First of all, just like all the stuffed animals that I slept with when I was a kid, Manon was found in between the bed and my bedside cabinet (it's really a filing cabinet, but hey, I can use it). Second, I am not that gross. And my mind isn't that dirty. Anyway, it worked. Now, all I need are some teens that are near I can knit with, and a good sock pattern. And maybe a few other things. But oh well. Back to Lent. and Fasting. Maybe next weekend, I won't have a majorly embarrassing breakdown.