Ahhhhhhhhh, the joy of being freshly bathed after a hard days work...sort of.
I have minimum homework tongiht, though I do have a spanish test to study for, as soon as I find out what its about.
Today, four of my classes were wasted:
1) Chem- chem was spent discussing drug tests and alcohol blood level. We somehow got onto the topic from the difference between homo- and heterogenous mixtures. Somewhere, wrangled deep in there, was a connection
2) Drama- lauren giblin and I were supposed to be working on our skit, but it didnt make any sence, and since neither of us have practiced due to my absence, we didnt know our lines and kept screwing up and laughing.
3) World History- I'm not even sure what we were supposed to be learning in this class, as we never got off the opening question from Komo: "Before we begin, does anyone have anything interesting to contribute?" I guess we did. We went from the Manson murders to invention of the paper clip (not by the ancient russians, lemme tell you) to how there are more women than men, to how men are going extinct, to the life expectancy of us, our children, grandchildren (etc), to how many countries komo has lived in, Also mentioned was jurrassic park, which (as cornelius noted) I took quite an interest in.
4) Theology- Colleen gave her safety town report (hers is the only one that counted) to me, and I answered all the questions perfectly, as they were basically the propmt questions for the scrapbook, which I had already done. We mostly discussed her interesting bug bites...

And, so ladies (but prolly not gentlemen, as I know no guys who would read this) that was my day.
God, could my life be more boring?
Probably, let's not find out.

Yo ho
Yo ho
A Pirate's life for
~me

As someone so kindly pointed out to me, I have not written for 6 days. Well, I say, boo-frikin-hoo, as nothing important happens in my life. However, I have had a chance to read the tenth Daughter of the Mons book, the entire Mediator series (minus reunion, book three, as amanda still has it), and make signifigant progress in Barry Trotter and the Unauthorized Parody. That Barry Trotter book is sick and twisted, but oh-so-funny to my mind.
Speaking of which, I was speaking to fellow stage-crewers who survived the sophomore years. They told me that In sophomore year, everything, even the nicest of topics, will turn sick and twisted in a 16 year old mind. Which, seeing as how everyone (mostly male, though) I know who has turned 16 is a disgrace to the populance, I am forced to agree with this. So, I'm warning you all now: Sophomore year does screwy things to a teen-age mind. And reading unauthorized, perverted parodies on Harry Potter doesnt help either.
Hm. Yes. Deep pensive thoughts.
Don't expect more soon.

yo ho
yo ho
a pirate's life for
~me

(I had a dream about that movie two nights ago. It was cool.)