Sometimes at night I can hear things rustling in the kitchen. Like that sound chip bags (which we have lots of) being opened. It's not gidget, no, she's curled up on her pillow dreaming silently about whatever dogs dream of. It's not anyone else, they're all upstairs sleeping, and this noise is definitely coming from the kitchen. Now if it were just one night this happened I'd write it off to an over active imagination, but it's been quite a few nights this happened.
At the risk of sounding crazy, I think it's possible it's a ghost. Although I've never seen him/her/it. It's just that as soon as I turn on the light, or even go into the kitchen, the noise stops. I've decided it can't be that a squirrel or some such creature got in, because Gidget is a basset hound/beagle mix, and is very sensitive to any smells/noises an animal makes, especially squirrels, and she barks at them at every opportunity. Even if a squirrel is just outside in our yard, and Gidget can smell it somehow, she howls and howls. So why wouldn't she howl at this? So I'm going to assume it's a ghost. But I've never seen it, which bothers me because I've seen others (honestly, I'm not crazy, I really have seen ghosts). I'm not scared or anything, I think most ghosts are just souls that have something left to do before they move on. Even so, I'd rather there not be one in our house. Especially since I don't know what the ghost is about. I don't think it's evil, or we'd probably all be dead by now. But just the same, to put to rest some lurking thoughts of the ghost possibly being mean, I'm going to get some sage and put it around the house. Sage is supposed to ward off evil (maybe just evil ghosts? not sure), in case you didn't know.
And now for an update on school. Well, not an update, but a re-date. Not that that's a word, but I'm tired so you're just going to have to pretend like that made sense, ok? I met my senior project advisor (she's also my world lit. teacher) and she is super nice. And she's also slightly crazy. but in a good way, lol. She tells me I have to show up for graduation ceremony and do the whole cap & gown thing, which I was trying desperately to avoid having to attend. But no, I must attend I'm told. It's june 11th. My mom was ecstatic to hear that, which I told her just because I have to attend doesn't mean she is going to. lol. My dad was happy (jokingly... i think?) when I said mom won't have to go, because as he said "if she doesn't have to, I don't either". But it doesn't matter, because she's going to go even if I don't want her to, because she says at the very least for all the work she's done with/for my school, I "owe her" to get up on stage and do the whole cap & gown thing. And my mom told my grandparents about graduation (it's in Pittsburgh), and they said "oh I don't know if we can travel that far, we'll have to see when we get closer to June". I didn't know they wanted to come! Ahhh! Not that I don't love my grandparents, I do, but if I don't even want my mom to come... I don't like getting up on stage in front of people I know. Getting up on stage in front of people I don't know and will never see again I'm fine with. But to actually have to go on stage in front of people I know?? yikes.
Oh also, about the graduation ceremony, instead of bringing her flowers as traditional she wants chocolate. I guess because she'll be like my senior advisor and a major part of my school success I'm supposed to bring her flowers when I graduate? seems backwards to me, shouldn't I be the one getting flowers?? Anyway, she said she wants chocolate not flowers, and the bigger the chocolate bar the better. And she's partial to almonds. Oh, and she also said, at the beginning of orientation, that even though all the other teachers at orientation were probably younger than her (she's about my mom or dad's age, around there) she is the 1) smartest and 2) the prettiest. And anyone who agrees with her gets an automatic 'A'. lol. And then after orientation was over (2 1/2 hours long) as we were leaving my dad turns back to her and says "by the way, you were right" and she's like what about? and he says "you are the prettiest" and she does this hilarious little dance/jig and says yes yes! Like how the football players that get touchdowns dance, it was a weird little dance like that. Anyway, to sum it up, she is super nice and quirky. Yes, that's a good word for her, quirky. Hehe, she's great. And all the other teachers/administrators that were there were really nice too. I think I'm going to like this school, really like it. I'm almost sad that I'll only have a year there. And only about 3/4 of that year left. I'll probably change my mind about being sad at only having a year left once I get piled with work, but for now I like it and am looking forward to it. Someone please do me a favor and remind me that I was actually excited about it, once upon a time, when I complain in a couple months.
Oh, and I have to do that senior project in front of people! AHHHHH! I'm supposed to actually get up on stage and present my project for all the people to see. AHHH!! My advisor said that if it would create a hardship for us (aka driving 7 hours each way to Pittsburgh) she can come to our house and I can just present it for only her, since she has relatives that live close to my house anyway so she's up in my area quite a bit. Or, she said, it's possible that she might allow me to do a powerpoint presentation instead. Which I don't know how to do, but if it entails me not having to do a presentation, believe you me, I will learn. And I will learn how to do powerpoint quickly and extremely well if she allows me to present it that way. Anything to avoid presenting it in front of anyone. lol. Let's just hope she doesn't somehow get my URL and read this. I don't want her to know how much I dread some of the things I mentioned.
Oh and may, now that I told you my spellchecker doesn't stop at lowercase words that should be capitalized, it changed. grr. stupid evil spell checker. who needs capitalization?
Hmm, well there's probably more I could say, because I'm feeling unusually chatty for it being after midnight, but my fingers and my toes are freezing, and my eyelids are slowly starting to shut, so I guess I should go to bed. Ahh, my nice warm comfy blanket awaits me there...
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