And has been for 3 days.
But anyway, school is here, and so far all has been OK. Some even great, and even a few awesomes. Mostly in leadership. Leadership has been awesome.
Well, I actually need to go to class now. So I guess I will.
Maybe I haven’t said this before, but I hate phones. I really don’t like phones. There are very few people I feel comfortable calling, and I just plain hate answering the phone if I don’t have caller ID. And in that case I only answer it for certain people.
Well, tonight the phone rang. My mom had just left with her friend, and the phone rang. I had trouble finding the phone, since I had brought it into my room last night. When I finally found it, it stopped ringing.
Well, that’s OK by me. But I checked who it was, incase my mom was trying to call or something. The caller ID said Portland, OR. Well, OK… That doesn’t tell me much. The number, now that one rang a bell. Our old phone number. The phone number I grew up on, when we lived in Portland. The phone number that has not been ours for about 4 years, but was ours for my entire life before that.
Why? How? No idea. Needless to say, I was freaked out.
Still no answers, but my mom thinks it’s weird too. We might investigate more later, but for now I guess I’ll let it rest as one more weird thing about phones.