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Friday: Katie, Matt, Emily, Eliza and I had a few good hours of a Midsummer Night's Dream, with Football commentary. A little laughter; basically just a random get together. I enjoyed myself; I love Katie's laughter.
Saturday: mmgoatcheese woke me up at 2 asking if I'd like to join her on a trip to B-town. I did. Emily came, too, quite last minute. We hoped to see Hannah or Hillary, but no such luck. I got a purple shirt; Diane and Emily each got a bunch of stuff, mostly UO things. Emily got Seth pants at this store full of ribbons and colors; I like them. Diane and I went to see 50 First Dates, which was not as bad as I'd thought, but nothing excellent. Weird storyline.
Sunday: After sleeping much of the day, Diane and I were awoken by mohawk_love at about 1. She joined us at Chris' house an hour or two later; we burned the house down, and had a nice tea party [/diet caffiene free Coca Cola and cold popcorn party] outdoors in the driveway. We rolled around and giggled, and acted almost as if on acid, not that I'd know what that's like. Rugby practice was at 4, we watched an intense film and ran about a bit. The one person I'd like to quit of all the players is probably Shante. There's one other that's getting borderline with my temper. My sister mentioned today that Shante is pretty. How wrong. Then again, she thinks she's skinny. Emily and I went to Matt's afterwards, sat around in heaps; had a blast. It's always better to do nothing with friends then to do nothing by yourself.
Monday: Must have been an uneventful school day, as I don't remember any of it. I had a Guidance Appt. Mr. Flory gave me 11.5 credits worth of classes, even without AP History. I decided against the 3 AP classes; I'm taking US History Honors instead. I hope it's possible for me to have Mr. Olsen. What a great teacher. I'm not sure he's appreciated enough. After school, us overachiever techies stayed until 8 to paint our stage black again. Renee. What an idiot. Same goes for Chris. Diane had a bad evening.
Tuesday: Again, nothing I can remember. We ate S'mores in Chemistry. Best lab of the year. My marshmallow was perfectly toasted. Nora's caught on fire several times. We reminisced about our days of lighting eachother on fire in meine Omas Zimme(omlaaut)r. I have no reccollection of the afternoon. Wait, yes I do. Rugby practice at the Armory. Steph got another bloody nose by fault of my family. Poor girl. Spice Girls party in my car afterwards.
Wednesday: Another day. I got a 46 on an English paper that I didn't know we had to use a certain format for. I would've had a 92 (10/12). There's a Chemistry Test tomorrow. I should probably learn the material. I'll let you know how that goes. We had about 5 pounds of cake in Real Meals. Emalee joined us. I want to kick the rest of my kitchen out of the kitchen. The Angels Food Cake would have been perfect if not for James' overmixing. I hope that boy gets a brain someday; He should visit Oz. I love my German class more and more each day. Diane rediscovered my KITH sweatshirt today. I edited it so it fits. I fixed the Pinocchio shirt as well.
The Future: I hope madjackroberts comes to Regionals (meep). I need to see kikisrealhot soon, I miss her. I'm glad she's having fun with Bryan. If she doesn't come with me in Disney, I will cry. I never see neuroticwhore anymore, either. We missed the first Sunday of the month. Poor Megan; I never thought I'd say that. I really want a Back Home Again salad...
Saturday: mmgoatcheese woke me up at 2 asking if I'd like to join her on a trip to B-town. I did. Emily came, too, quite last minute. We hoped to see Hannah or Hillary, but no such luck. I got a purple shirt; Diane and Emily each got a bunch of stuff, mostly UO things. Emily got Seth pants at this store full of ribbons and colors; I like them. Diane and I went to see 50 First Dates, which was not as bad as I'd thought, but nothing excellent. Weird storyline.
Sunday: After sleeping much of the day, Diane and I were awoken by mohawk_love at about 1. She joined us at Chris' house an hour or two later; we burned the house down, and had a nice tea party [/diet caffiene free Coca Cola and cold popcorn party] outdoors in the driveway. We rolled around and giggled, and acted almost as if on acid, not that I'd know what that's like. Rugby practice was at 4, we watched an intense film and ran about a bit. The one person I'd like to quit of all the players is probably Shante. There's one other that's getting borderline with my temper. My sister mentioned today that Shante is pretty. How wrong. Then again, she thinks she's skinny. Emily and I went to Matt's afterwards, sat around in heaps; had a blast. It's always better to do nothing with friends then to do nothing by yourself.
Monday: Must have been an uneventful school day, as I don't remember any of it. I had a Guidance Appt. Mr. Flory gave me 11.5 credits worth of classes, even without AP History. I decided against the 3 AP classes; I'm taking US History Honors instead. I hope it's possible for me to have Mr. Olsen. What a great teacher. I'm not sure he's appreciated enough. After school, us overachiever techies stayed until 8 to paint our stage black again. Renee. What an idiot. Same goes for Chris. Diane had a bad evening.
Tuesday: Again, nothing I can remember. We ate S'mores in Chemistry. Best lab of the year. My marshmallow was perfectly toasted. Nora's caught on fire several times. We reminisced about our days of lighting eachother on fire in meine Omas Zimme(omlaaut)r. I have no reccollection of the afternoon. Wait, yes I do. Rugby practice at the Armory. Steph got another bloody nose by fault of my family. Poor girl. Spice Girls party in my car afterwards.
Wednesday: Another day. I got a 46 on an English paper that I didn't know we had to use a certain format for. I would've had a 92 (10/12). There's a Chemistry Test tomorrow. I should probably learn the material. I'll let you know how that goes. We had about 5 pounds of cake in Real Meals. Emalee joined us. I want to kick the rest of my kitchen out of the kitchen. The Angels Food Cake would have been perfect if not for James' overmixing. I hope that boy gets a brain someday; He should visit Oz. I love my German class more and more each day. Diane rediscovered my KITH sweatshirt today. I edited it so it fits. I fixed the Pinocchio shirt as well.
The Future: I hope madjackroberts comes to Regionals (meep). I need to see kikisrealhot soon, I miss her. I'm glad she's having fun with Bryan. If she doesn't come with me in Disney, I will cry. I never see neuroticwhore anymore, either. We missed the first Sunday of the month. Poor Megan; I never thought I'd say that. I really want a Back Home Again salad...