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First off, let me warn you. I don't feel well right now. I've got some flu-like symptoms, like fever and headache, stuff like that. First time in a year, I've had this stuff and I had this strange premonition that this would happen right after I got home from school. So I got so so lucky and maybe I'll be better so I can go and get christmas shopping over with.

My grandpa's funeral was Saturday, and it was a nice and unique service. I'm glad it was like that. I got to meet my cousin Sharon who writes diligently. Sharon, you seem surprised when I told you I read your thingy, but I do. And by the way, I hate when things are spelled wrong too, very annoying. The entire family came back after dinner for eats, and after a while I had to vacate the surroundings for my basement room because of all the insanity.

Lots of talk about blogs during these last few days and that brought up some interesting thoughts. A blog is an online journal and I find it ironic that I actually write in a "journal" Why? Because throughout my schooling, there were numerous times that I had to keep a journal, most notably my english class in 12th grade. Let me tell you something: I hated writing in journals. I would procrastinate writing in it until I absolutely had to because writing a journal was for a grade. Yep, I would procrastinate, and my English teacher hated procrastination. But everybody does it. But here I am, writing whenever I get a chance to or when something interesting happens. But for now, it's back to trying to get better from stupid flu, and trying to get christmas shopping over with. Because going to mall is comparable to smacking my head against a wall.