In the Month of June...

I know, I have woefully neglected my posts. I ought to be shot. Dead. I'm sorry, it is just that...well, I don't really have much of a life. I haven't written in ages and I all I have really done lately is indexing--a mindless way of serving people by helping them find their ancestors. I have done 1204 names so far, and that is a bout all I have to show for the month of June. Oh yeah, and it was my first Father's Day ever with a father! :) That was pretty cool. Not only that, but my Step-dad's birthday is in June as well, but he has been so...grumpy? lately. I guess being unemployed really doesn't make him that happy. It is funny how unhappy everyone has been lately because they have total cause too, while I am jumping around with tons of joy and energy. Why? Because I think that alot of the effects of Mono are going away! :D But I still need like eleven hours of sleep. I don't actually know if having energy again is a good thing or a bad thing. I have lots of energy now, no one to be crazy with because I have no friends here and my family is boring as a general rule, and I am still really sick and stuff from my surgery, SEVEN MONTHS AGO!!!! Un. Fair. :P So, yesterday, (I admit, I am a jump rope queen)  I tried to jump rope again (I had been jump roping for a few days) and, well, I got soooo sick, and my stomach was sooooo sore. Why can't I just get better? Why on earth do I have to wait another FIVE MONTHS to be better? Wow, what a great birthday present that will be, being able to do the things I love again. I used to be really strong. *sigh*  I could bench press 80 pounds (which is like picking up my best friend, Kaylee xD) and, you know the one weight were you crouch and use your legs to lift the weight? I could lift 210 pounds doing that. But because when I was at the hospital and my body went into starvation mode, my muscles from everywhere disappeared. I mean, they still look muscle-y, but they are like Jello. Ugh, how sad. :P So, I am going to volunteer at this daycare thing that is a low birth weight center and yet takes care of young single moms children so they can go to school. Exciting!!!! :D And yet...terrifying. See, I am terrified of little children, not because they are monster or anything, but I don't really know how to take care of them, really. I feel awkward and insecure, just like one of my main characters. How do people become friends with children they have only met moments before? Beats me. :P I am trying to make up for over a month of absence, but I really didn't have a very...happy kind of a month. Because my stepdad and mom are unemployed, the unemployment payments have run out, and we can't even pay our bills. :P To top it all of, my 19 year old brother needs to find himself in the world. But can he do it? So he is still living with us, and being super mean and nasty to everyone. Great. Isn't my family loving? I really wish sometimes that I had a better family. Anyway, so we are still going to be okay financially because of my church, who we give 10% of our earnings to, and then it goes evenly out back to the members and help pay for those who are struggling, like us. I think it is just the whole concept of needing others' help that is frustrating. But why should the whole world fall apart just because you don't have a job? I see absolutely no sense in it. So why does everybody do it? :P Yeah, anyway, that was pretty much my month. Any questions?