Welcome to the life of a teenage stereotype

I say stereotype because that is all the label "clumsy blonde" really is. Why can't brunettes be clumsy? Or redheads? Why is it that people pick on blondes? I happen to know some very intelligent blondes. It drives me nuts when people pick on me (and other people) because they're blonde, and yes, I will admit it, I have blamed my hair color on rather stupid mistakes, or natural things that could happen to anyone. Like running into a wall for instance. In your own house. ANYONE could do that. Seriously. I bet if you polled my class, the blondes would come out smarter. Granted, there are some people who have chosen to accept this stereotype, and they are rather amusing.

My week has not been the best. And it's only Tuesday. I have had to stay home and watch V the past few days, which I enjoy, but taking all these days off is starting to affect my grades. I am extremely not happy about that. I just don't get it. I try my very hardest, and still they are not satisfactory. I led worship on Wednesday, and that went really well, apparently, as people keep telling me so, but since then, I have just not had the best week. I know that the devil attacks you when you feel closest to God, and he has had quite a week. This school year has been SOOOOOOOO overwhelming. I wish I could take a month off, but that would be like a death star to my grades. I will be glad when volleyball is over, because that will take a little bit off of my schedule. It's insane. Tournaments are scheduled the same weekends as other activities I would really like to participate in, but nooooooooo, I have volleyball, and it's a commitment, my mom says. On top of all this, my grandmother whom I haven't seen for years is coming down a long with my uncle tomorrow, and my mom has been on top of me for a week to get things ready. I keep telling her that her mother is blind and won't see anything, but apparently she can stil trip. How that is possible in a wheelchair, I will never know. But it should get better in the next few days. I hope. If pops remembers everything he needs to do. I can only hope that worship practice goes smoothly tomorrow. The last time it didn't, I ended up spending about fifteen minutes in the bathroom because I was not ready to do all of that, as it was right after Lexy's death. Of course, that wasn't totally anybody else's fault. It was pretty much a few very emotional people coming together to praise God, who were still questioning things, and trying to work out things themselves. I will, until things start running smoothly again, watch Christy, and the 1977 version of Tolkein's The Hobbit, and not thinking about everything I have to do that week, as that is what is causing this stress. If I happen to collapse in church, this is why. Just make sure someone has noseplugs handy. LOL :)