My Sesame Street calendar says that yesterday was Big Bird's birthday, I can't believe I missed the festivities!

So a few days ago I ordered these three shirts that were on sale at threadless.com, JC Was A Streaker, He Lives By The Ocean and God Hates Techo. They're so neat, I can't wait until they come in.

So on Saturday I saw outside for a long time, drawing and doing my algebra homework while I listened to music, which I do with about everything I do. So, while I was sitting there for an hour or more, my left shoulder ends up getting burned badly along with my right shoulder. And this large patch on my upper left thigh also got burned that looks odd since it has a sharp burn line, then fades back to white after about six inches. Hopefully it won't peel and get nasty since I've been putting Solarcaine on it every few hours. Good stuff.

Today, in Ms Blanco's class, we had to write a five paragraph narrative using the fifteen rudimentery vocabulary words that she makes up copy the deffinition of. So Hope, Mogn, DJ and I were going to be in a group, but she says that it's three to a group even though all of the desks are moved into groups of four. So she moves DJ. Ididoth. Anyway, our story ends up being about this crazy guy named Morgan who goes into fruit-rehab because he stole some diced peaches from this five year old on a field trip. Then he breaks out and assimilates a rag-tag group of 'ittle tykes to cause anarchy and whatnot. Then the D-O-L-E Dole corperate boss-man gets mad at the rioters and chaos ensues. But Morgan starts this, like, fruit company comparable to Willy Wonka's. But Mr. Green Giant doesn't like that, but Morgan hands out golden foil fruit cups and everything ends in a warm and squishy way.
Ben, Rachel and Travis' group did something about a Lolli-pop king named Shelby. Ha.

I plan on finishing Mossflower before Sunday is over with. I mean, if I had the time it could be finished in a day or two.. but everyone knows ima hypocrite.

No school on Friday, which means that's the beginning of meh spring break. Which I will make sure to get off of my ass and do stuff. Gramma said she might take me on an online shopping spree, since I find the Duval stores pretty redundant and repulsive.

"...And his fruit cravings are sensationalized!"- Mogn

Last Friday was a half-day, I walked towards my mum's shop with Hope, DJ and Mogn. DJ parted after a block since his house is there, then Mogn followed Hope and I into my mum's store. After a few minutes she said good-bye and continued forth to her grandma's.

Oh. and we frolic-d.

Then Hope and I got some sodas because we were thirsty [aren't we clever?] then blazed the trail towards Hope's house. We passed a dirty Mexican on the way who eye-raped us and a half-drunk man wanting the number for a cab.
This isn't the quaint little town you see in the postcards.

When we finally made it to Hope's aparment building [she was exsausted] we sat by the pool and dunked our feet in and slammed our hands down on the surface like the fools we are. Then Hope retrieved some toy dolphin and orca water pistols from her room and we played around and had loads of fun. We couldn't find the large-headed, steak-eating fluff kittens that Hope was telling be about before, but a good time was still had.

Then we went to her house and played Kakio Drum Master for like an hour or something and watched a little bit of the first episode of Arested Development.

Scott's younger brother Nick and his girlfriend Ashley stayed for the pior week and they were great. So that Friday night was their last day here so we all, including Hope, went to Benihana. The food was alright as usual, but Hope was fuming the whole time. Apparently Japanese salads are not made with Romain lettuce. And the jokes they make there are ignorant and insulting even to me, a totally non-Japanese person.
The fried rice was made right and we ate our ice cream with our chopsticks [omigee, i totally forgot the japanese word for it! >< sorry!] , for those who wished to know.

I have a new computer wallpaper, it's real pretty.

I deleted my PSP7 since Hope got me a copy of her like fotoshop-something. But I haven't gotten to install it yet, so the new layout that I'm inspired to create will have to wait.

And while she stayed at my house we pretty much just played DDR, Katamari Damacy and complained about how much my computer fucking blows.

She might give me one of her's, since she has like five sitting in her room. <33333333