Spring Break!!!

So, today is the official first day of Spring Break!!! As usual, I have nothing concrete or fun planned, so I am just winging it in terms of finding something to do. I know that I don't want to spend my entire break sitting around and doing nothing, so I have decided to try and be as productive as possible. I have two papers due when I come back from break, both for the same class. Isn't Mrs. Krygier awesome!!! :) But today, I am going to blog and spend some time re-writing Lyssa. It is far, far too long so far and I need to cut A LOT. I also wanted to get through some books (reading) since I haven't had time for personal reading since about last Nov. when I read Stray.
So, what's going on with me? Well, a lot. Track has finally started and I am starting to become addicted to it, but not even close to the same reasons as last year. I've found that going to practice puts me in a really good mood. I have had some really shitty days. I'll be in a bad mood all day, then go to practice and feel awesome the rest of the day. It has nothing to do with any one person though, if that's what you're thinking. It's the exercise, the socializing, the getting out the the house(s), the doing something different and the striving to be better and achieving it. I now remember what I forgot about track last year. I LOVE IT. I love doing all of this. I may not be the best on the team and may never be, but I am happy just trying.
Also, two baby girls were born in my family this past week. Jewel is precious and beautiful and perfect. She's healthy, which is awesome, and getting along great with Braydon. Brad is moving into his house as I speak, so the family has a lot of room to stretch out. Evelyn was born Tuesday, by induced C-section. She just didn't want to leave. She, unfortunately, is not healthy. I won't go into details, but she's had a rough time of it. She is now downstate, in the Grand Rapids Hospital and I am praying for her. Stacy is the last person that deserves to lose a baby. I have yet to see a picture of her, but I know she must be lovely.
My parents are fighting again. About what, I have know idea. Everything, I'm guessing. I haven't seen my mom all week and I want to go over to Fife for break, but her car is still an issue. I really hope it all gets fixed. I miss her like crazy. We talk on the phone and text, but it's not enough. I was so excited when the week switch was decided because I want to spend equal time with both of my parents and my family in both towns. My dad is same as usual. He's helping Brad move today. Actually, they just got back. Dad's gotten even closer with the boys since all of this. ....
Vikki. Ugh, that girl can really piss me off sometimes. I think she must not have picked up on the fact that I have really, really good hearing because she sat in English and talked crap about me for almost an hour. I could hear nearly everything she was saying and it wasn't pretty. Now, if she had been saying this to Nate, I wouldn't have minded so much. But to Eddie, Linsay and Zach within ten feet of me? Seriously. I never brought it up, and I am mad at myself that I didn't. I shouldn't have my supposedly best friends trash talk me to others. Vikki didn't give the others any time to chime in, but when they did say something.... Why do I always pick the selfish, manipulative, self-centered, gossiping, judgemental, jealous girls for best friends? I am so sick of high school. And I noticed another thing. When Vikki was going through all that shit with her mom being a bitch about her weight and softball and Nate, me and her got much closer because I was always there for her. Now that I am going through all of this with my parents, she's treating me like shit. Does that say anything about the kind of person she is?
Well, Jt, I think I'll leave you there to go write for a while. If I forgot anything, I'll just write another blog. You need to write one too.... It's been awhile. Oh, and did I mention that I got a 29 on the ACT? I may have already said it, but I am just making sure:). I take it again on Saturday and get my scores from March and this time within a week of each other(supposedly). I am also planning on taking the SAT this summer.
Anyway, I've got things to do, so tata for now!!!

XOXO
Kari Richelle

So, here's the scoop

Wow. I can't even begin to explain all that has changed. My mother and I began discussing my coming to spend some time with her in Fife and I did. I spent two nights at Jerry and Tiff's house at the beginning of the week. Things went great the first night. I had a ton of homework, but I still got to spend some time with my mom, which had been kind of rare. But the first morning, my father called my Aunt Tiff. she couldn't hear what he said because it was garbled and then the call got cut off. Tiffany tried to call back, but he wouldn't answer. My mother then tried to call, but again he wouldn't answer. She told me what had happened, and I called to see if he was okay. He ignored my call as well. We called Kelly to tell her to be ready to go early (my mother gave her a ride to school because she was already having to go through Kingsley to drop me off anyway) so we could go check on Dad. He continued to ignore our calls. Finally, my mom threatened to kick his ass for "doing this to her and the girls" and he called her back. He said he was okay, but Mom thought it would be best to go check in on him anyway. She said it might be helpful for us to go in the house as well and we all headed in. My dad said he hadn't realized that we had been worried. He'd called Tiff because he needed someone to talk to. He could hear my mom, Jerry and Jerry's brother Emery in the background and then the call got cut off. He'd felt embarrassed and stupid, so he hadn't answered. The conversation turned into a HUGE blowup. I won't go into details, but it wasn't pretty. We were all in tears halfway through and my mom eventually decided it would be best for us to leave. She gave us the choice of skipping school, but we told her it wasn't necessary, especially since Kelly couldn't miss TBA. She kept in contact with us throughout the day and called at lunch to make sure we were okay for the rest of the day. She picked us up right after school, having taken half the day off work to think. She and I went over to Brenda's and I was texting with my dad about the day. He eventually called me because I told him what bullshit it was for him not to answer me and Kelly's calls. I told him that it had really hurt me that he ignored my calls, like i was against him in all of this. The rest of the night was mostly normal, as was the following day. My mom and I discussed my spending every other week with her, because things seemed pretty grim after the fight. She wanted to spend more time with me and get me out of the house. So, here I am. My dad didn't seem to take it very well, especially since he originally thought it was every other weekend, not full weeks. Kelly is likewise confused. I really hope I'm not hurting him more than he's already been hurt. Not that is was done intentionally or with malicious intent, but Kelly and Mom already left him. I don't want him to lose everyone. And i feel guilty to admit it, but as much as all of this sucks, there is that ..... slight thrill of excitement from the change. Not that i want any of this to be happening. Not that i wouldn't set our family back to the happy that was there as children. But for a girl who hasn't had any major changes in her small-town life, this half-move seems .... interesting, at the very least. I will get to spend more time with the people I used to be attached at the hip with, my cousins, for the next few weeks at least. I might get to be around Stacy and her baby and husband, whom I barely know, more. I know it is selfish and immature to be thinking these things, but it's how I feel and these thoughts are the reason I started this blog.
I got a 29 on the ACT. I have done better than my classmates and my sister on EVERY standardized test we've been given. I may not so do the best on every single subject, but I do very well on all the parts combined. I not only beat Kyle Hinton, a kid I have been competing with since 6th grade, but I also beat Kelly, whom I've been competing with since we were in diapers. I take it again tomorrow, and I hope I will get a 32 or 33 this time, since i am so much more prepared.
I guess that's all there really is to say for now, at least that i can think of. Feel free to comment!

XOXO
Kari Richelle