"Natural speed please."
I was close to being late this morning for class, but traffic was better than most days. Although, there was this one driver that was making me nervous since they kept drifting out of their lane and getting back in it without warning. I was literally afraid of getting next to them while I was driving due to how they kept on drifting like that. Luckily they weren't going the same way I was, so the rest of the drive was more peaceful.
When I got to school, I went ahead and started the computer up and chatted with one of my friends in class. She was close to falling asleep due to her weekend, so I showed her where the vending machine was since she mostly stayed in the classroom to do her work. We had an interesting conversation about her religion and I was able to learn the difference between the two groups of Mormons and hear how the actual Mormons are since she was part of the true Mormon group. The way that she was taught made a lot more sense than what I would hear from other religions that I know of. Of course this doesn't mean that I will become a Mormon straight away because I want to study religions before I make my choice of what I want to believe in. I did some of my work, due to how I was getting into the conversation and she worked on hers. Her project looks amazing and I just got to work a couple of details out on mine before I attach it to a body.
When I got home the first living thing that came to me was our family cat, Coco. Despite having been feed the first thing she does, as I am trying to fix my lunch and getting ready to do my laundry, is to ask for her snacks. She tries so hard to trick somebody and she does succeed at times, but ever since we came back from the lake two or three weeks ago she has been asking for a lot of food lately. My little sister stayed and feed her so I really don't know why she does that. When she wasn't whining for food, she comes and sits on my bag or on my legs if I was laying down. Then she stayed quiet until I went downstairs to get my clothes out of the dryer and she begins to meow again. Except this time it was time to actually give her dinner. She wouldn't stop trying to act cute as I was trying to let her food thaw out and trying to get my clothes upstairs. I can't help by laugh at how Coco would meow like crazy when food was coming or when she wants to play.
After I feed her, she was quiet for the rest of the day until my mama and stepdad came home and she whined as if she hasn't been feed. She never got her way, but it begins to drive my mama crazy when she meows constantly wanting more food. Even going into the kitchen has her looking at somebody as if they are supposed to give her food at that second. Coco is surely a glutton, but probably not as much as I am when it comes to food. Although, my body stays more of the same while she only gets a little fat. Even if it is my metabolism, I am should still get into the habit of exorcising on certain days of the week.
いいね!
I had some difficulty because a few repetitive words and the middle section lost clarity.