I figure it's finally time to let you people know what's up. Went to Pittsburgh the 27th of December through the 4th of January. A good time was had by all. It barely snowed Tuesday. Don't get me wrong, it was cold and snowing, but not enough to make a snowman or snowangel or something. So Tuesday was the coldest day; that night me and Karen went to Wildwood Highlands for snow tubing. That was awesome. So fun. Big hill, like HUGE. I was really scared at first, because it's kind of intimidating standing on ice at the foot of this huge hill you're about to go screaming down, but it was so much fun. We also had a good time staying up almost every night into the wee hours of the morning playing game after game of parcheesi. We played a bit of trivial pursuit and outburst as well. Monday night there was a bible study christmas party at their house. So we spent all day cooking and setting up for that, then people showed up and we ate dinner, kids in the family room, adults in the dining room for gossipping. Very amusing. We watched some tv, including a two hour special about the Press Your Luck scandal on the Gameshow Network. That's very interesting. Kinda creepy actually. The guy was totally insane, but that stuff always interests me. If you have not seen the movie Quiz Show go see it. Now. We also spent a lot of time shopping. Went to Sal's, Plato's Closet, and a few malls. We went to this one store, Pawdaddy's, it's an indoor craft fair. It was really cool. That's pretty much all we did. It was fun just hanging out. Now I'm going to post a few inside jokes and memories from the trips, just for my own records. Don't expect to understand them.

Agent 750
It was a cacoustic travesty
Gary's film debut: "They can't teach that kind of talent!"
"Waller"
17....and counting
Pop vs. Soda
"Looks like a full moon tonight!"
Commercials with kids in diapers, people sleeping in morgues, and a little kid who's sad not because his grandpa died, but because spongebob's not on
Gary's mullet
Bible Bowl
NFL Playoffs...wait, Jeff, who are we rooting for again?
Never wear a knee brace in an airport
MatchGame
Lingo
Late-Night Parcheesi Marathons
Jeff and his neverending useless sports trivia answers
Library Hour
Pirates of the Carribbean!!
Edward Scissorhands
Snowtubing
Annorexic Asshole
Life Alert necklaces
Italian Charm shopping
"How do you get home from Beaver Falls??" "I think we're approaching Ohio!" "No, wait, we see a sign! It says...William Flynn Highway!"
"OMG, what if I hallucinated the Steak and Shake?! How will we ever find them?! Oh, it's right by Ikea."
Walking right past Hot Topic
Maz hating Gary
New Year's pretzel
Gary, on his return from work New Year's Eve: "I smell like a bar"
"It's such a nice day out. There's not a cloud in the - oh wait...nevermind."

Monday after I got back I just kinda....slept. Tuesday started back up school, not much to write about there. But it did start my music appreciation class at PBCC. It's...interesting. When we got there, (we being me, krystle and jonide) this one guy was talking to us. He had obviously failed the class atleast once, and told us that the professor was a real flake and we would know what he was talking about as soon as he walked through the door. Boy was he right. He also told us that we would be fine. "Just dont be a smartass and you'll be alright." This class looks so easy though. We spent 15 minutes trying to teach this one lady why a trombone can't play a chord. Special. We have to write three papers, which were sort of making me nervous, until I found out that they were 2 pages each, double spaced, about any musical experience. Oh boy. Haven't had too many of those.. *rolls eyes*

That's all I can think of right now to write, but this will be a progressive entry, mostly only the list of Pittsburgh things, so don't pay attention to it unless your last name is DeBaldo, because you won't get it. Atleast not all of them.

YAY! Look at my new woohu icon! It's my baby! Well, not actually my baby like Amy's baby, but just as good...perhaps better. That's right. I said it. Dogs are better than babies.

My poor Sasha had to go to the vet today because she's been limping. She has hip dysplasia and has had bilateral Femoral Head Ostectomy, which, well, you probably don't want to know what that is. If you want to know, the veterinarian in me will gladly explain it to you. o.~ Anyway, it makes it so her hips can't dislocate anymore, but sometimes I think it just gets swollen and bothers her. So we took her to the vet for an anti-inflammatory shot and she got some medicine, as well as some leftover medicine just incase it acts up again. So she has five days of medicine to get her better now, and five days in reserve. Must remember where I put the bottle. So anyway, she was very brave and everyone loves Sasha at the vet. Molly works there, and I have been there so often lately between annual checkups, Hershey's initial checkup thing and now this, Molly was like Lauren, what are you doing to your dogs?? Haha, I swear, it's not me! So we took the two of them to Petsmart this evening to reward her for being so good at the vet. She's better at getting shots than I am. But I felt so bad for her. Dr. Boss had to like rotate her hip to see what's wrong and she just shot him this look like hey, HEY!! HEY! STOP! But she still licked him anyway. She never gets mad at the vets. She got compliments there too from people in the lobby. They said she's pretty and soft and one lady said she has pretty eyes. Hehe, it's like complementing my kid.. But at petsmart later we got Sasha a new toy and got the two of them matching Christmas shirts that say "A Little Bit Naughty But A Whole Lot Nice". So cute. I'll take a bunch of pictures of the two of them matching later and post them up here. This will have to hold you over till then.

The Dynamic Duo....At Play!

Ok, ok! I'll update!
Let's see...what's been going on... a lot actually.

Last week, or what I think was last week, my cat ran away. I was surprisingly upset. The cat is actually good now that we have multiple dogs. Every addition we make to the pet population in our house, the cooler the cat gets. She likes to sit in bed with me while I'm reading. She used to hate me. I don't know what happened. Now she hates everyone but me. She doesn't even really like my mom anymore as much. Oh great. Now I have a cat. So anyway, my mom left the window open, I think thursday night, and the cat popped out the screen and ran out. I was really pissed because my mom knows that the cat pops out screens, and she still left the window open wide enough for her to fit through. But I was even more pissed off friday morning before school when I had her cornered in a neighbor's yard, and my mom let the dogs out back. And of course, they barked. So I didn't get the cat back until three days after she left, when I got the idea to leave the garage door open a little bit, mostly so she could have somewhere to sleep. I went to the store with will and left the garage door open, and tried to close it except a little when we got back, but it was being gay and wouldn't just stop where I wanted it to, so I closed it. About 2 hours later I went into the garage to get something and there was the cat! So I picked her up and put her inside. She was so dirty. I went the next day and bought her a collar with a tag. I wasn't so nervous when she was gone that she was going to get hit by a car as much as I thought someone else might have brought her into their house. So now she has a little red collar that reflects just like the dogs' do. And a gold tag with her name and our phone number. Now if anyone finds her, they'll know she's someone's cat and they won't keep her. It's so weird that every time the cat leaves I like her more. I guess it's one of those things that you don't know what you got till it's gone. It's just that I've had her since first grade, and it would suck for her to just be gone like that. As it turns out though, the collar looks really cute on her. Pic to come later.

Let's see...what else happened.. We went carolling last friday at Bethesda. (We being french club) There was this little boy there who was 9 years old, he came out into like the lobby place all hooked up to an iv and in his pjs, and he's like "I just wanted to say thank you for the toys." AWWWW!! Omg, everyone there just melted. He was the cutest little boy ever, and we felt so bad that he was in the hospital. There were all these little babies there too. So sad..

Three weeks after getting Hershey, she's finally waking up. That dog has slept more in these three weeks than I have since school started. She's nuts. But now she's opening up a little, even playing with sasha. It's fun to watch, because Sasha has a good 20 pound advantage. My mom's all paranoid though because they're growling. She thinks they're fighting. So I tell her Mom, you would know if they were fighting because Sasha would walk back in the room with a limp beagle in her mouth. Seriously though people...who do you think would win a fight? A beagle or a pit bull/rottweiler/retriever? Honestly...she could take out a beagle in three minutes if she wanted. Which is why we're glad she doesn't want to. She wouldn't hurt anything. Well, actually, I take that back. When will messes with me, she stands right there and barks and growls until he lets go. She hasn't bit him though, because it's such a conflict of interest. She knows will is in our family, and that my parents would be upset if he died, but I'm telling you, if anyone ever messed with me, they'd regret it. She backs me up whenever. Some people she just doesn't like too. When some people come to the door like to fix our air conditioner or something she'll just sit next to my dad and growl until they leave. But I guess she doesn't see them as an immediate threat...I have no doubt that if she thought any of us were in danger she'd....respond. There's the difference right there between all those small teacup whatever dogs and real dogs, whoops, I mean big dogs.

We put up our tree yesterday. I hate fake trees.

I got registered for my PBCC class. Finally. I had to go take the CPT (College Placement Test) before they would let me register. What a joke. I got like a perfect score on it...because I'm literate. PBCC people... They told Jonide when she took it that her scores were so good that she should be in honors community college! Whoo! Forget UPenn! I'm going to honors PBCC! *Rolls eyes*

Let's see...what other small academic accomplishments have there been.. OH! History. I got my first A in hall's class ever! Rock! On wednesday, he also found out for the first time that I'm related to will. It was so weird. He was asking about who in the class had siblings that he had also taught, and he went around the room and sorta skipped me, and kristen told me to raise my hand higher. He looked at me for a minute, and he looked so confused. "Sister?" "No...Will." "OHH!! Will! The golfer, right?" "Yea." "How is he?" "OK" "What school did he end up going to?" "He goes to UF." "He still golf?" "Yep." Weirdest thing ever. Every single one of my teachers that had will have figured it out. Whatever.. Anyway, yes, I got a 90 on my dbq and he wrote "One of your best efforts!" under the grade. But don't worry, this small accomplishment is not enough to actually make me like history. Yuck. I got a B on the chem exam. Pretty good. I only needed a D, but I was still happy because it gave me more hope for the AP exam. That's the only grade that I know though. Chem was B B B across the board. Not too bad.

Finally got PSAT scores back. Damn. I am exactly where I did not want to be. I am the exact score that was the cut off from last year. Stupid college board. It's still good though. 1380 predicted SAT scores. I'll need to raise that a tad, but it's good. It was funny because underneath the scores they give you ways to improve your score in that section, and for writing they're like "...We have nothing to say. Keep it up, and, uh, continue to challenge yourself in this area by taking honors and AP classes." Yea, they're a little late. But it was funny that they had nothing to say but still had to write something. Haha, I laughed at them. Speaking of college board...must remember to register for SATs. Someone remind me cuz the deadline is the 22nd.

I got an email yesterday. It made me happy. (before you ask, I get emails every day, it's because of the person who sent it)

People, talk to me about your schedules for Monday/Tuesday. We'll see if we can actually get this thing up and running.

My brain is so fucked up. Thanks for listening to the rambling amanda.
o.0

Here's the cat with her new collar.

Decembear 7 - He Looked in the Closet Under the Staircase.
Ok. I have been putting off writing this for a very long time, because I really don't want to deal with all the criticism and shit bound to come from it. So I'll say this right now. If you don't want to hear my opinions, first of all, then why are you reading my journal in the first place, second, this is not the entry for you to be reading. Yea. So. Away we go.

Something has been bothering me a lot lately, won't seem to leave my head. You know those things that you are just constantly thinking about? You just have to write them out to let them escape your mind. Let's see. Who can guess what's bugging me? oo! I know! Pick me! That's right ladies and gentlemen, it's band. C'mon. Like you wouldn't have guessed it. What else would it have been? Anyway.

I was sitting in the "band hallway" with Krystle and AJ after the NHS meeting waiting for my dad and listening to symphonic band practice, and I started thinking a little bit. I thought about how cool it was that no matter what was happening for the most part, I always had somewhere to go when I was at school. Like I'm not kidding when I say I live in the band room. That's where I go in the morning, that's where I go at lunch, it's where I wait after school. It's kinda my home at school. I attribute this to the "band family." Krystle and I were discussing this at the music man thing we went to. Tons of people who are in band are my friends that I would never even talk to otherwise. I'm not going to name names here, but you guys all know that's true. You can name atleast one really cool person that you are fairly sure you would not associate with if you didn't know them from long hot days at band camp. The whole thing just automatically puts a common bond between all band members. Now I'm not saying that there aren't annoying people in band or people that I don't like, but there are few of them. I find that pretty much no matter who you are talking to in band, you have something to talk about. We really are part of a huge family, and it's cool.

However, (yes, there is a however) I am growing increasingly pissed at band. Not at the people, not at the director, at band. This is the part that has been haunting my brain. I think often about how glad I am that I joined band freshman year, that I didnt give up after the first day of band camp, that I didnt quit after oser was arrested, even after kayla came. But every time I start thinking about this, this fond feeling I have for band grows to hatred within a few minutes. No matter how much band has given to me, my friends, a place of belonging, it has taken so much more. It has taken more from me than any other thing I have ever done in my life. I know, I know, if band was easy everyone would do it. But this is more. It's not just memorizing music, it's not just heat exhaustion. It's more than that. I cant even put it to words at this point. But as pissed as I was at band at the end of September, it still has not left. I thought it would leave by now atleast. I was perusing some of my old journals from that period in putting off writing this one.
So...uhh...yea. I'll deal with it I guess. Eventually. Just...it'll be a few weeks I think before I actually figure out what to do about this. [...] I've also learned though that I have no other choice but to deal with it and get through it, because nothing is going to change...atleast not for the better. I dont really have a lot more to say. It's like...if I were to climb mount everest, and then as soon as I got to the very top of it, I'm pushed off from behind. That's a good metaphor. But seriously...I went up so far to fall so hard.
Something from that sticks in my head. Just...it'll be a few weeks I think... A few weeks. Even then, when I was still in the lowest of lows for band, I said a few weeks. It's December 7th. That was written on October 5th. If I felt then that I would get over it in a few weeks, why is it still bothering me now? Why do I feel that band has screwed me over, even though it's given me so much? If I'm so pissed at it, why haven't I quit? Why am I putting myself through it if it's this bad? I guess I just don't know. Just had to get this on paper..er, whatever. I'll figure it out some day. I guess.

~~~~Later~~~~

Amanda: I'm not totally sure I understand your latest journal entry.
Skillet: me neither.
Amanda: Well, that makes me feel better, lol.

Decembear 2nd - He looked around the skating pond.
A mand a (hehehe, I did the spacing funny like her screename): that was good, you should save it your journal or something

It was good. So I will. This is my attempt to explain a period of time (I'm not sure which) in history to Krystle before her mock exam tomorrow.

Skillet(that's me): what are we talking about now?
Skillet: doctrine of nullification
Skillet: ummm
Krystle: hmm ok.. what did calhoun do?
Skillet: calhoun was an idiot
Krystle: yes
Skillet: there was the nullification crisis
Skillet: the tariff of abominations was in 1828
Skillet: then during the jefferson day dinner they disagreed over each others' toasts
Skillet: calhoun stood up and said "the union next to our liberties most dear"
Skillet: then jackson got up and was like heeeeell no! "Our union it must be preserved [bitch]"
Skillet: lol
Skillet: then there was the webster-hayne debate
Skillet: in the senate
Skillet: they argued about the union and states rights
Skillet: then came the exposition and protest
Skillet: still in 1828
Skillet: calhoun decided there that states had the rights to declare federal laws null and void
Skillet: which is stupid
Skillet: it goes back to the kentucky and virginia resolutions
Skillet: idiot
Skillet: then in the tariff of 1832 calhoun resigned as vp to become senator of south carolina
Skillet: Hayne, the gov of SC, joined him in is "nullification process"
Skillet: whoops
Skillet: *after the tariff of 1832, not in it
Skillet: lol
Skillet: my hands go faster than my brain
Skillet: anywho
Skillet: they held a convention in SC to declare tariff of 1832 null and void
Skillet: jackson passed the force bill
Skillet: which was like hey, listen you little punks, I have the army here and I'm not afraid to use it
Skillet: so step down
Skillet: and then henry clay comes in
Krystle: :-)
Skillet: blah blah blah
Skillet: great compromiser
Skillet: lalala
Skillet: teddy roosevelt (Krystle and I talked about how Mr. Ierace says Teddy Roosevelt should be called the great compromiser in band class today)
Skillet: blah blah
Skillet: yea
Krystle: yep!
Skillet: so they passed the Compromise Tariff of 1832
Skillet: *33
Skillet: it lowered the tariff rates gradually
Skillet: so that the both of them would shut up
Krystle: teddy roosevelt?
Krystle: :-)
Skillet: yep
Skillet: in 1833
Skillet: then in 1834 he invented the teddy bear
Skillet: ok, I'm gonna go
Krystle: alright
Krystle: thanks
Krystle: oh... and i like your version of history much better than mr hall's
Krystle: :-D

Hehe, now you know what goes on in my head when I think about history. Betcha wish you didn't even know. o.~ And if any of this is historically inaccurate (besides the teddy roosevelt in 1833 part, which was inaccurate on purpose) then SHUT UP!!! Let me have my moment, ok?! Besides, I would only expect it to be about 80.4% accurate, since that's my grade in history. :oP

I am so scared for tomorrow's history class. There's gonna be like five of us because of the psych and social anth mocks. I'm bordering school phobia here, but it's more like history class phobia. I'm not really serious about the phobia, but this class tomorrow really is scaring the shit out of me. We're all gonna have to sit up front, and we're all gonna have to answer questions that I dont know, and, and, and...

Ugh..I will be so glad when the next three weeks are OVER!

On another note, I finally got around to changing the text for the leave a comment stuff. Now atleast two people have to comment or it won't make sense. So there. :oP

I also decided that what with the dvd coming out tomorrow, it's time to retire the pirates of the carribbean icon. Thanks so much Amanda for making it!! I put this one in sort of as filler, and it kind of fits my mood, but I'm keeping my eyes out for a really really good woohu icon to follow in the footsteps of one of my favorite movie characters ever. I'll get around to making the rest of the journal more spiffy later..

Yesterday totally sucked. That's all I'm gonna say about that.

Today was good though. We went up to Ziggy Beagle Rescue, or as I like to call it, "Lauren-Heaven", in Melbourne, to see about a few dogs my mom was interested in adopting (one of). We went first to Lynne's house to see Drake, Elvis, and Buddy. Drake was kind of ...there. He wasn't overflowing with personality, and he refused to go for a walk when my mom wanted to take him outside, so that was that as far as he was concerned. Elvis was real cute, but he's scared of everything. One time a tree limb fell in the yard, and he refused to go back outside for 2 days. I was really honestly afraid that Sasha would just terrorize the poor thing. Buddy I absolutely adore. He was the sweetest thing ever. Just all friendly and affectionate and playful and everything you could want. One problem: he chews. So that was pretty much the end of that. Lynne also had 2 of her own dogs there. Gunner, a really friendly but really big (yes, Krystle, there are dogs bigger than Sasha) black lab. He was really nice. Lynne told me that she saved him from death row at a shelter. Reason for his owners, who had had him since he was a puppy, gave him up? He got too big. Don't even get me started. This is the most rediculous thing I have ever heard. That was a great dog about to be killed because of his size. IF YOU DONT WANT A BIG DOG, DONT BUY A LABRADOR RETRIEVER!! Ok, I'm better now. Lynne's mom had the funniest dog I've ever seen. Heidi, a beagle-dashchund mix. The dog was hilarious. It had all the features and coloring of a beagle, but it was about half the size, so I kept calling it a mini-Beagle. That's what it looks like. It was just a great little dog. So we left Lynne's to go to Carol's, who runs Ziggy Beagle Rescue (Lauren-Heaven). She has 40 dogs!!! That's a bit much, even for me. It was crazy. We went there specifically to see Hershey, but also to look to see if any other dog caught our eye. Carol brought hershey out, and she was absolutely adorable. She's a chocolate beagle, and just has the best personality. She was jumping up, all excited to see us, and giving us what I have named "Hershey Kisses." She was very high energy ...for about 30 seconds. Then she was on her back. "Pet my tummy!" She was just the perfect little dog for my mom, having enough laziness to sit there and be petted and do nothing for hours, but enough energy that Sasha wouldn't annoy her wanting to play all the time. We adopted her today, have a home visit tomorrow to make sure our home is beagle-friendly or something, and we leave early wednesday morning to pick her up. Happy Thanksgiving! ^_^ She's just a super-great little beagle.

Drake

Buddy

Elvis

Hershey

Math and history tests tomorrow. So I figured it was a good time to update the woohu. Procrastination is your friend.

I'm very much looking forward to tomorrow being over. Yep.

My parents are driving me absolutely insane. They just never stop having shit for me to do. And then they complain that I dont get it all done. But I can't keep doing this much work all the time. I cant stay awake forever.

I finally got some stuff accomplished this week though. I dual enrolled for next semester. Now I just have to like actually go and dual enroll at PBCC. But Atlantic knows I'm taking a course. I'm still not 100% positive I made the right decision with this though, because junior year's a bitch, and this course requires a 2000 word paper. Oh well. Too late now. I also got Ms. Youngman to put me on the list for congres. I'm still really pissed about that whole mess. Grr.

I hate not knowing what's going on. Like in terms of plans. This whole thing with dog and/or fence and/or whatever is really pissing me off. If we're gonna get a dog, we have a really good opportunity in terms of being off of school and work for Thanksgiving. We're going up saturday to look at them, and we have a home visit scheduled for sunday, but they're not gonna let us get the dog till we have a fence that's good enough for a beagle in case it tries to dig out. Originally, I was going to build the fence, which is fine with me, but I just needed to get the freaking stuff. Then yesterday, my parents decided they want the fence professionally done. Ooookay. Well my mom refuses to call the fence people till she decides on a dog. I'm like no, you should make an appointment to see if you can get the fence done on monday and then if the dog part falls through saturday you can call and cancel. Somehow this is not going through her head. If we dont call for the fence before monday, we wont be able to get the dog before thanksgiving break is over probably. Then maybe it will have to wait till christmas. I have no idea. Frankly, I dont care when/if we get a dog, I just want to know what the hell is happening and when. This pisses me off so much. Concrete sequential. I took that quiz in health class after the quiz. It was the psych quiz, but I took it in health class cuz we were bored. So I'm blaming my whole need for scheduling and knowing-what's-going-on-ness on the concrete sequentialness of my brain. See? Psych is good for some things. Unfortunately for my education in psych, it's not as easy as IB Music. So here we are.

I'm sick of school. I'm quitting. Monday. Any takers? I so can pass the ged test or w/e and go to college anyway. It works.

We bought a van yesterday. It's big. But it has a ramp in it and like everything's electronic-wise so my dad can get in it. Now we actually have some use for the new electric wheelchair. Yay.. Whatever. I'm pretty indifferent to the whole thing. Except the fact that now my dad is trying to make me wait till May to get my lisence cuz now we have 4 cars, so I would automatically be a primary driver of one of those cars, and the lease ends on the infinity in May. If I'm a "primary driver" it jacks up my insurance by like...double. I was like wtf... I dont want to wait till may to get my lisence. I'm already sick of you guys. I need to get out of this madhouse. You wanna know what my dad said? "You've already waited a year. You can wait until May." OMG. Someone shoot me. Please. I'll provide the gun. Just give me a ride to KMart. You wouldnt even have to go to jail since you could convince people it's more "euthinasia" than "murder."

I think maybe I should take the Kristen route. Get out of the country.

Ok, I was too tired to post last night, so this will be a double-post. I'll start from the beginning.

I'm losing my mind. I was supposed to go yesterday morning to make up an English vocab quiz that I missed last week during my mental health day, which seems not to have worked, by the way. I just totally forgot to go. I got to first hour and just went holy crap..I was supposed to go make up that quiz this morning. So when I got to second hour I apologized to Ms. Schilit and told her that I forgot and that I must be really out of it, because I never usually forget that stuff. So I asked if I could do it right after the vocab quiz we were taking that class, and she got all teacher on me. "I dont know, we'll have to see." What the hell was that?! So anyway, I just went and checked my mailbox and went to class. So then after I finished the vocab quiz for that day she gave me the one I needed to make up and I sat down to take it. About 3 questions into the quiz I was just like hmm...this quiz looks very familiar. And I read a few questions, and I could remember sitting after taking the quiz and talking to jonide like what did you put for the lobster:shell one? Which would mean, if my memory is actually correct, that I had taken that quiz with the rest of the class. So I finished up the quiz, because I didn't want to look in my folder and have ms. schilit think that I was cheating on top of everything else, and I grabbed my folder to look after I had handed it in. So I gave her the paper and just was like I think I've taken this quiz. I looked in my folder and sure enough there it was. And so she said well do you have analogy quiz one? I looked, and that was in there too. It's so weird. I remember thinking to myself that I had to make up a quiz. And Analogy quiz 2 was the one that they did last week when I was absent. But I was not missing a quiz because we took analogy quiz 3 yesterday, and I had 1 and 2 right there in my folder. It's like a week is gone in my head and I have no idea where it is.

Anywho... Health class was great. We finished "reading" the chapters. And by reading, I mean we read the little notes in the margins. Then Sicard was like well guys, what do you want to do? He ended up putting in his relaxation tapes, because he decided that we all needed to relax. It was one of those fun tapes like "You're walking through a forest. The time is early in the morning, so you can see the rays of sun passing through the tall trees. You have the feeling of soft pine needles under your feet." It was great. So I got a really really good nap in that class.

After school a bunch of us drove over to publix to pick up some dinner and then went to the park to eat it. It was fun, but we couldn't stay very long since the officer meeting started at 4:30 and we spent a long long time in Publix. When we were driving back to the band room (haha, I almost typed "home" there instead of back), a whole bunch of underclassmen were playing hacky sack baseball in the parking lot. So you know amy. She drove right up behind them and went "Steven! I love Steven! He's so cute! Let's run him over." We drove right up behind him, and then krystle beeped the horn and he got SO SCARED! He jumped like 2 feet in the air. It was hilarious. And then he got mad because we had embarassed him, and he sat on the hood. So we kept driving and he jumped off. It was really funny though. Then we went into the band room and Gabe came in complaining that Kyle had drunk all of his green tea, so we poured a mix of all of our drinks into gabe's empty tea thing and tricked kyle into drinking that. It was a good face.

LONG bus ride. St. Thomas Aquinas kicked the crap out of our football team, but it was a good ego booster for the band, because their band is pretty bad. We mingled third quarter with just their officers, and we met "the bell girl," who plays the marching bells, but is in pit. o.0 Oh well, the point is, she was jealous of our equipment! =-O We told her our equipment is crappy, and she said well crappy equipment is better than no equipment, which we agreed on, and then we laughed at her because her band is underfunded. Well, we didn't laugh at her while she was there, but we laughed later. Their football team is so well funded, and the band gets nothing. Stupid private schools. The bus ride back was not quite as long as the bus ride there, but it was close. I was really sleepy.

Ok, now for today.

Not much happened. I spent a good part of the day at the mall. I got a few christmas presents, and I bought myself a My Little Pony! AHH!! I love My Little Ponies! I have Rainbow Dash. I'll bring her to school monday. I know you're all jealous. o.~