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Saturday. 9.8.07 4:23 pm
I had an urge to name this post "backwards," but I didn't know why. So I'm compensating.

Well, I'm not quite sure how to start. Let's go with the most pervading fact on my mind, at least the one I want to share, and work backwards.

My tummy feels nasty. Like, it doesn't hurt, but there's a definite feeling of disgust at me emanating from it. And I need to poop, for you curious ones.

Which might be attributed to my odd eating habits in the last 24 hours.

OK. So. The week was pretty normal *poops* up until Friday yesterday after school. I mean, we had two swim meets, on Tuesday and Thursday. We decimated the other team on Tuesday, but lost by THREE POINTS on Thursday. Actually, our boys team won, but the girls lost. So, I still won in my heart. :P

On Friday was practice as usual, except it was really, really hard and I had to sit out for a few minutes because I hadn't been drinking as much water as normal. BUT, during school one of our teachers had FINALLY told us when our little project was due. Monday. So my partner and I had planned to meet after school, after practice. It wasn't until I was on the way TO practice that I remembered the Scavenger Hunt/Icehouse event, which I hadn't been thinking about lately. So I was like, "Ohcrap." I had Mom call him while I was at practice to warn him, and I called him myself afterwards to reschedule. He was supposed to leave today (Saturday) at 11 A.M. So we planned that I'd come over at 9:30 in the morning. OK, crisis averted.

But then, the Scavenger Hunt! I honestly think I have the most fun with my youth group. It was intense. We had 45 people come, which is a lot. We had to rent an extra van.

So, here's how it works. There's a list of things the team has to do, most of which are potentially embarrassing. It can be filled out anywhere in the city unless specified in the actual obstacle. Proof came from video or pictures, also specified. Each item was worth a certain amount of points, and each team had two hours to be back in the academy building for judging of the proof. Each team had at least two youth leaders for transportation and filming purposes. And a team captain that pretty much told the leaders where to go next and what the team was going to do next.

I was a team Captain. That is just awesome for me. I felt pretty good about it, plus they completely surprised me with it. And my team was amazing. Lots of friends and people I hadn't met because they'd been brought by a friend. Over all, it was so much fun. I'll post a list of things we did. That is, if I can find a list. I left mine by accident. :X

We were gonna judge them that night, but we ran out of time. Judging will commence next Sunday at youth group. I hope my team comes back!

Next was Icehouse. We went to the Icehouse Skating Rink and rented it out for the night. Starting about 11:30 P.M., that is. First everyone rented skates and just messed around for a while. Charlie pushed Ethan around on a metal chair they'd found, and then there was a chair race and Charlie fell on his butt. I have to say, I usually don't like ice skating, but since we didn't do it long, there wasn't enough trauma to my ankles and the skin surrounding them to bug me. And it was fun,

I just left, cleaned a few pots, talked to Mom, and came back. I started this at 4:23. It is now 5:28. And while I'm off topic, I'd like to thank Praetorian for hooking me on Vendetta Red. I have almost a whole of their albums on my MP3 player, which is extremely impressive. And now...

And it was fun, with a lot of people who'd never skated before. I wasn't great, but I could move pretty well. And I only fell when an odd puck got lodged under my skate, which was funny to watch, I'm sure.

After a while we put our shoes back on and divided up into two teams. Some of us got brooms, and some got kind of stunted hockey sticks. And we chased after a ball and tried to score. It was more fun when I'd done it last, but last night was exhilarating. I'm so glad I came, though I wish some of the people I'd invited would've come. :-/

So, before we left I got some pizza and root-beer. And a muffin. Which might account for my tummy aching. Which has actually stopped by now. Haha. It's too bad I left my camera, though.

Oh, crap! I still gotta eat that muffin!

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Time Capsule 3
Thursday. 9.6.07 10:56 pm
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Sweet Release
Tuesday. 9.4.07 9:50 pm
So, everyone who's been reading and thinking about my blogs knows that I've been moping about the whole Katie issue for...at least a month. Didn't really have much time to mope before that. At least, not publicly.

And, with me, there's just been this feeling of being left out in the rain. Because, in all reality, a breakup situation never seems to agree with me. And it never will. Basically, I was upset. And wanted to talk. And talking rarely happened, and certainly not by her efforts.

So, a few nights ago I ignored her responses for a while and just rambled out what I wanted to say.

And it's been great since then. I stopped thinking about how to organize it because it'd been said. Amazing.

Ironically, when faced with this information and my detached (and COMPLETELY not self-pitying, :D!!) attitude, I was blocked. And I'm sure it must have been the attitude, because being told how it is should never rouse such anger in a person. Unless they don't like blame. Besides, what's the point? She can confide. She doesn't need ME to lie to her.

So, yeah. She's super pissed at me, I'm pretty happy with everything, and I don't really care if we don't become friends. As she likes to say, it wouldn't have worked out anyway. *TRUMP*

That was totally uncalled for. WHOO!

Look out, world!

EDIT: Two minutes later...

LOL! I was right. Friendship=0 I bet I'm off her Myspace, off her protected list on Xanga, and maybe Facebook. I KNOW I'm blocked from AIM.

IT'S GOOD TO HEAR YOU HAVE A SOUL!

That'll piss her off. YES, I'm being an asshole right now. But at least I'm not a stinkin' SAD asshole.

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War Wasps
Sunday. 9.2.07 9:10 pm
Yes, the title is an allusion to Metroid Prime. Deal with it.

During yard day, today, my brother and I had an adventure with a hornet nest. It involved Soft Air guns and a video camera. Hence the silly title.

I'm not sure I'm content, right now. Things are changing. I'm changing. People are getting harder and harder. At the same time, I'm turning into a kind of mean dude. I always tried to be nice, but now...not so much. I'm short, sarcastic, and impatient. You know? Like, I say something I think is normal, and people just stop and look at me like, "Did he really just say that? What's up his ass?" And, really, I dislike people who act like this. I've always wondered, "How can someone live like that? Do they enjoy being so...unsociable?" Well, now I'M the one with a chip on his shoulder, and no. I don't enjoy it one bit. I want to be light, and happy, and just annoyingly chipper and crazy. Like I was less than, say, two years ago. I swear, two years ago.

I used to read a lot. But now, I don't. I barely read at all. I've got at least six different books on the side, but I can't find it in me to just sit down and read them. String Theory, Christian Apologetics, two fiction books, the Bible, and a few magazines. Actually, after this, I might just go and read. Maybe the computer's taken over. I certainly spend a lot more time than I used to in front of it.

I should only use the computer for doing something important, like creating, shopping Threadless, or homework. That's it. No more of this random surfing stuff.

And AIM is horrible! One thing I love to do is talk to people. To get out there. And I just love when you can talk to someone for a few hours on end. And really connect. Sometimes I get on and just...float around. I don't know what I'm waiting for; nothing's going to happen.

I miss that immensely. It doesn't happen very often for me, unlike some people I know. (AHA! A touch of resentment!)

And I don't exactly have the greatest role-model when it comes to relationships. Alas, yes, I was referring to relationships. Because...well, I don't know why. But I can't stand the silence.

EDIT: *reads older posts*

Man. I hate the way I used to type. It's so hard to read. Glad I learned good habits from nuTang, eh?

Sometimes you say something. And you realize that what you just said could possibly be the door to a more personal part of you, and until now you never noticed. And the person you're talking to never will.

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