My mom's boyfriend ordered about 500 rounds of ammunition for his rifles. Not only that, but he got a free CD of Gospel music and a note telling about the love of Jesus Christ. That's kind of cool. Pretty entertaining, too.

Sarah was right, I should post about my weekend. I don't want to forget it.

Friday was teh boredom. Saturday, however, was crammed. First I went with Katie and Co. to see The Land of Women. It was sappy, and maybe pointless, but still somehow a good movie. Afterwards it was Joe Mugg's. Katie left early with a DIFFERENT Sarah, and it wasn't until later that I realized that she could have left with me.

Later I went to Suessical with Sarah (first Sarah, not one from movies) and HER Co. It was pretty great. Lots of singing. And funny facial expressions. Plus, the Cat in the Hat pointed me out in the "How LUCKY YOU ARE!" part. It was fantastical.

Sunday wasn't fun at all, though. That's why I didn't really update on my life earlier.

Monday I stayed home because I was kind of sick and very sleepy. BY THE WAY! I've been invited to a co-ed sleepover, as was Katie. NOW her mom says she can't go. We're concocting a plan.

TODAY, I had an amazing school day, offset by me jamming my finger super hard. This is all.

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I sure haven't posted in a long time. I'll just update on a few things:

Life is pretty amazing. I'm not stressed out about exams at ALL. Last semester I was, but I feel great about this semester. It was a ton easier, other than Spanish. I'm doing great in that too, but it's still a bit brain-bending.

Since Katie and I go to different schools, our relationship is a bit slow. That's OK with me, I guess. Also, every chance to be with her I take, because I would never see her otherwise. The biggest downside to this summer, other than being moved so much, is that our schedules almost perfectly agree to disagree. We won't have much time together in between trips. Still, I always have fun with her, even if we're just sitting around. It's great.

Two of my writing pieces were published in the Literary Magazine at my school, which is pretty exciting for me. It's not the best, I guess, but it's a start. I'm still a Freshman, and I'm already making a name for myself. wOOt.

On the downside, I'm realizing that some of the stuff I've always wanted to do, like making videos, or writing stories, are just out of my range. I mean, The Bathroom Chronicles started nicely, but then it kind of died, and I had to cut it off. I've tried several projects since then, but I've had a hard time even starting.

The only thing I can do indefinitely these days is think. I guess that makes me a thinker. Too bad I'll never get payed to do as such. My mom would probably die if she read this. People tell me that I have real potential, especially in the writing department. Writing isn't so hard for me, once I DO get started. Maybe I can stick with that.

I used to hate writing. I still paraphrase with my school work every chance I get.

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I didn't miss a day! I just missed a few minutes. I could easily define these posts as "one per sleep cycle" instead of "one per 24 hour period". That actually makes more sense, since I somehow seem to have 20 hour days. I'm still posting for every day. Leave me alone.

:D

I think I'm going to Winter Jam tonight! Can't decide if I'm looking forward to an evening of awesome music and fellowship or dreading six hours of standing up. Probably both.

Either way, I'm being responsible by posting here BEFOREHAND so I know it gets done. Even if it's basically a filler post. Holla!

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We had a shaving party last night! It was cool. I mean, as cool as shaving parties can be. We shaved, but I was having a hard time with the disposable so I finished the job at home. With soap. Because that's how I roll.

I was prepared for the sensation because of last year, but the fact that I can actually see the skin on my legs is so freaky. And it SHINES! I can see my foot's reflection in my calf. How pimp is that?



This is the line that I stopped shaving at. Every inch you go beyond your bathing suit line becomes another inch of horrible pain everytime you get goosebumps, which happens a lot in swimming.



I can see why shaving legs is weird for guys. I feel sexy. (Yes. I did just write that out loud.)

*rubs leg*

Not only that, but I went crazy and cut off most of my hair. I would say ALL of it, but there's a definite milimeter or two left. Besides rubbing my leg, my favorite thing to do is sneak up on somebody and rub my head on exposed skin. Surprise carpet burn. Heh.


I got my Restricted License about 40 minutes before the hair went. "Alone from 6am to 6pm (8pm during DST). With licensed driver (21) from 6pm (8pm during DST) to midnight. With licensed parent or guardian from midnight to 6am. Becomes regular license at age 17 and does not have to be exchanged until expired."


I can make my skin into brain-y patterns. :)

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