The Angry Booger's CD is awesome!

Lately I've been stressed due to never ending babysitting. I love all of the babies to death, I just can't help but get sick of them after seeing them day in and day out. This week I had a small break and I only saw them three days instead of five. It was a much needed and deserved break.

This weekend Sarah and I are going to the Tenton garage sales and then to the Cheesecake factory. Yumm! And while I'm on the subject of entertainment: I've been obsessed with reading the Harry Potter collection and I've been dying to go to the movies and see Star Wars or Something else good. Last Thursday's when I started the Harry Potter books and now I'm half way through the fourth book. They are soo good!

Well I'm very tired thinking of taking a nap. Lov ya

It's FRIDAY THE 13TH!

Anything bad happen to you?

Fine then don't read this!

Right now it's storming outside! I love storms. They seem to cleanse the soul. I wish I could go outside right now; I would lay down in the grass and let the cool rain hit my skin, watch the sky dance with lightning, and listen to the powerful thunder, if only I could do this without risking my safety.

I was getting ready to take a shower and call my mom, but then I remembered the warnings I always heard from my Aunt. Isn' t it funny all the myths and precautions that surround storms? Like stay off the phone or don't take a shower during a thunderstorm because you might get electrocuted. I wonder what the chances are that you can get struck by lightning while taking a shower or talking on the phone? Prolly (like my gangsta talk?) one in a million.

I started out wanting to say something, but I got distracted and forgot what. Hmmm...

Oh I remember I was going to tell you about my day. Last night I spent the night with Joanie and she bought me supper. This morning I woke up and cut her grass. It was horrible. I mow her lawn often, it usually takes an hour and a half, but today it took me two and a half hours. I filled up two of her "Weight limit of 200 pounds" trash cans. Now thats a lot of clippings! How can anyone let their grass get that long?

After I left her house I went to the bank, took a rented movie back, got a new movie, Hotel Rawanda, and went home. I decided that I should cut my grass since I was already dirty. I got 3/4 of the way done and it started to storm, and I had been planning on doing "the works" weed-eating, edging, and blowing the sidewalks. Guess my dad's going to miss out on "the works".

Now I'm inside alone writting in my blog and watching my idiot neighbor through my window. He is standing in his driveway looking up at the storm. He is mesmerized. Now he is walking towards the basketball hoop. Hint: Standing next to long metal objects during a storm is not smart. I've noticed that his sister and a friend are in the backyard dancing in the rain with umbrellas. The poor misguided children of today. They must be suicidal. Oh and while I'm on the subject of my stupid neighbors... My neighbor, Jay the one who was mesmerized, stole money from my purse. That same night my brother got him to confess and he gave it back to me. I've never stolen money, but I'm assuming it would be hard to admit that you stole something and then give it back, so I wasn't furrious just mad.

Well I've written a lot, so Good Bye! I Love You! :)(:

I've got toe jam, do you have any crackers?

Today I met with the Assistant Library Director for an interview. He seems very nice. If I get the job I would start at 8 hours/week and get paid $5.15/hour. Thats not much money, but during the "down times" I'm allowed to work on homework and lets face it there's not much activity in a Library during the summer.

Monday I start my summer math class. I was going to drop it, but what else do I have to do during the summer besides sleep and babysit?

Well thats all I have to say for now! talk at ya later!

Stupid Humanity! Stupid internet!

I'm finally done with my exams. I think I did OK on most of them.

I did get my Oral History Project back and I received a 95%. Which is awesome! In the project I was suppose to interview someone that had experienced a lot of history. I choose to interview my Grandma, but I never really did the interview. I new most of her stories and if I didn't I made something up. That seems really bad, well...it is really bad. I feel really horrible for doind it, but if I knew that I could and get away with it then I was going to do it. I guess you can call me a slacker. This paragraph has turned into my confession, although it's not outloud it did take some of the weight off my heart. I promise to never do it again!

I really miss hanging out with you. hope to see you soon!

(you didn't know this, but I have written this blog before; lets just say, "Internet Explorer has incountered a problem and needs to close. Sorry for any inconviences.")

Later

One Down and Three To Go

I took my Music Exam today! It started out well but when I got to the third page (which was fill in the blank) I was stumped. The whole time I was looking through the test trying to find words that sounded good in the blank, I was thinking to myself "This is straight from our study Guide I just know it is". And you should know that I lost my study Guide. I hope I did OK on the rest of it. Well I have to go. I've got to finish studying for my history exam tomarrow. Luv ya!

Would you like fries with that?

I went through a drive thru yesterday, because I was thirsty. I pulled up to the couner and said, "Can I have a Diet Coke" The employee, who was overweight, in his thirties, and had a skin head, said, " Sure". He walked infront of my car got my pop and came back "That will be $1.25" I reached into my purse got the money and when I looked up the employee he was staring at me and had his arm outstreched handing me a piece of paper. I figured it was a receipt and jammed it into my purse. While he was handing my change back he said "aren't you going to look at it?" I gave him a confused look. "It's my phone number give me a call sometime...you don' t have to if you don't want to." I smiled very big, so he wouldn't be dissapointed (and I was partly amused because this is my first phone number) I said, "you have agreat night" and pulled away slowly. Yelling behind me he said "You too, honey."

He was a really nice guy, and if it weren't for him working in a drive-thru I would have liked the phone number more. At least I know that there are guys out there that think I'm cute, even if they aren't that great looking.