Erm, erm, erm. Yeah.

Wow, don't I have creative titles? Well, I couldn't think of anything incredibly inspirational, so I called it the first thing that came to mind. It's not very creative. So sue me.

Herm. What of any importance has happened in the last however long it's been since I've written? (This brings my September posts up to 3. Amazing.) Well, the season premier of Numb3rs was Friday. That was essentially really amazing. I love that show. Charlie is my hero. I was surprised that Larry was in it. I thought he was gone forever. And we all knew that Colby couldn't be the evil double agent they made him out to be. Furthermore, there wasn't enough math in that episode. It was all weird quasi-math. But that's ok, I'm just glad the show is back. It's really the only thing I watch.

Ooh, yesterday was the pancake run. It was ridiculously fun. So basicially the whole cross country team went running, and after we got back, we all ate pancakes. It was really exciting. Haha, we were stretching, and Tyler wasn't there, so we were all thinking "Where's Tyler? He's supposed to be here!" but he wasn't. So we stretch, and then we look up, and bam! there's Tyler. It was crazy. Austin, Leah, Will, and I had a party. Leah put whipped cream in Austin's hair, and we got OJ in the butter that looked like mayo, and Austin and Will played chubby bunny, and I refused to be bossed around even though I'm a freshman.... It was amazing. I love my team. Be jealous.

Haha, last night I went to see "The Game Plan" with Paige, Julia, and Paul. It was ridiculously cute. And we called Packy. I love that boy beyond belief. He was sorta peeved we disturbed the halofest though. And he was disgusted that Julia and Paige didn't know what Beowulf was. It was rather unfortunate. He and I are totally going to go see that movie. I'm excited.

Ok, off to bed. And I also have to plan my outfit for wacky tacky day. It's spirit week, Homecoming is this week. Exciting, no? But I'll tell you about that later.

Love to all!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Cross County, Emily Squared, et al.

Cross Country rocks my socks. And also roxers my boxers. (Please, no comments on that!) Pretty much I have the most amazing team ever. And we have SOOOOO much fun. It's crazy. Pluus, we're all really crazy. So we had this meet Friday, the Liberty Bell Invite, which is like the biggest meet in the history of ever. So, it's Friday, and we're all really tired. I'm in the really special special bus (it's short and handycap accessable!). They're paving Quincy, so it smelled like tar. And then Sarah Long starts eating this banana that's totally smashed. And so we're commenting on both and then it's all "Banana tar!" and we crack up. Then we were naming goldfish. Like the crackers, not the actual fish. Anyway, it was a party and also a riot. I laughed a lot. Plus, I ran really well at that race. I though it was going to be aweful, but then I ran a 27:45-ish. It made me sooooooooo happy! Riley, who, by the way, is amazing and I love her dearly, got 45th. I was so proud of her! She's a freshman, by the way, and out of over 200 people, she got 45th. AMAZING! Tyler again beat Will, but only by a few seconds. I was happy for him. I love Tyler.

My new bestie, or one of them, is named Emily. So together we make Emily Squared. It's amazing, and we love it. It's a little weird at first to talk to someone with your name, but it's so funny. Our typical greeting: "Emily!" "Emily!" It's funny. Guess you have to be there. I'm so happy! I have friends. My current besties are Emily, Adrianne, Sonia, and Alyssa. Alli is cool, as is Karen. And there are a bunch of other gals I won't mention. Then there are my guy friends, but we won't start on those yet. Mayhaps soon I'll devote an entire post to my new friendlies. That would be cool.

Haha, today I felt like a little kid again. I went to Wash Park, and we played on the play-ground. It made me so happy. I love being a little kid! First, we, we being Paul, Nick, Alex Port, Rivie, and me, played the lamest game of Ultimate Frisbee in the history of lame ultimate. Then we walked over and got icecream. It was tasty. I enjoyed it emmensely. Then we came back and played on the playground. It's amazing how much bigger everything seemed when we were little. I feel so old and big. :( Anyway, that was really fun. I almost called Packy, but I didn't. I'm kind of sad I didn't, because I miss that boy. A lot. Because Packy is my alter ego. Even though my alterego is a gay french artist or something... don't ask, we were all really sugar-high and slap-happy when we decided this.

Haha, this morning, I went driving. It was really exciting! I spent an hour driving around the cemetary. Paul said it was fitting. I wanted to slap him. Anyway, it was pretty fun. In all reality, the van isn't that hard to drive, despite the fact that it's roughly the size of an elephant. Then I drove home from the cemetary. I would say I did pretty well. I was proud of myself. I can't wait to hit the real road, although it's a little intimidating. Maybe I'll stay off the free-way for another month or two.

Ok, that about sums up my life. I'd talk about school, but pretty much all my classes are a joke, except French III Honors, which is actually challanging. Ok, I have stuff to do, and also I have to sleep.
Night! And Love to all!

~the supreme ruler of the universe!

Why You Should Stay Off the Roads, Among Other Things.

Yay for drivers's ed! I just completed the skills course at MasterDrive, and I have my permit. So look out world, here I come! I can drive now! The classroom days were really boring, and the movies were ridiculous, but what ever. The skills course was a party. Backing up is hard,but other than that, it was a blast. I'm a decent driver, especially seeing as I've only driven for 2 days. I haven't actually driven on an actual road yet, but I'm getting there. First I have to get used to my behemoth minivan and get accustomed to driving in parking lots and cemetaries and the like before I take on the big bad world. Because, you know, I'd really rather not kill myself my first time driving. That wouldn't be much fun.

Hmm, peer pressure is bad. And I give into it. I blame Packy. All because he told me (well, begged, pleaded, and otherwise used cheap tactics to convince me) to buy htis album by In Flames. No one other than he knows who they are. They're a crazy metal band. They're not that bad, but I still only bought it because he told me to. They're Swedish. Not what you'd expect, is it? A metal band made up of Swedes? But what ever. I highly doubt my parents would totally approve of my music choices, but they don't have to listen. And I'm not going to go all psycho because I listen to metal. I mean, look at Packy! He's....actually, he's not normal. But it's not the music that makes him weird.

Excuse me whilst I pound my brother into a pulp. He has this calculator thing, but when you press a certain key, every button makes it play a song. Except it's in that nasty mechanical beep and they're really bad songs! I swear, if I hear "The Mexican Hat Dance" one more time on that thing, my head will explode! It's painful!

Ok, well, I'm dead tired, and I have a lo-o-o-o-ong week ahead of me. I have school Tuesday and Wednesday, and then Wednesday night I'm leaving for Freshman Retreat, so I won't get back until Friday. I have cross country practice on Friday, a meet Saturday (I have to be at school at 6:30!) and then, after the meet Saturday, I probably have to go to this choir retreat, and then, after I get back from that, I have school again Monday. Ug, I have too much to do with my life.

Packy isn't accepting his music, so I'm going to bed. And never waking up. Ever ever ever. Because I'm toooooooooo TIRED!
Guten nacht!

~the supreme ruler of the universe