Yes, yes, my computer continues to be a shitface. So here I am, during my keyboarding break, typing. Not that it matters, as no one else appears to be taking advantage of this free time either.

I have concluded that my computer must hate me- here I am, only six-ish more days of keyboarding left, and then I'm leaving for New York. You poor, poor readers out there will be without my computer-interactive-ness for almost a whole week! Not that it matters, as I'll, with a little luck, be off having wonderful adventures and the whatnot. But still. Some people out there need this insight to my life. Or so I'm told.

God, I'm such an only child little brat.

Anyway, Steg and I rented Butterfly Effect yesterday- it was super good! Sad, though. Then I watched The Matrix again- someone remind me to eventually see the sequals. Oh, and somewhere between those I had a soccer game, and we failed miserably, again and as usual. It would be nice if we could win just one game before the season's over. :-
I recollected the other day of talking to Caitlin about Jason Mraz's journal, and how it is fully and completely entertaining and amazing. Or amrazing, I suppose. Anyway, yes. Check it out. If I could be half as witty and entertaining as him, well...at least this thing would be worth reading for more than the purpose of stalking my every move...

Okay, this is dullllllllllll. Still a half hour or so left though- I had to pretend to be working for a bit cuz she walked by...ooo

There she was again. Okay, this is too distractfulsome.

I'm out. Leave one.

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

Ah! My computer has officially shitted out and died! This, to me, is completely depressing and inconvienent, as now the only times I can attend to the internet are at keyboarding or one of my friend's houses. Currently, I'm at Steg's. We just had chicken cooked in broccli cheese soup- it was most superb.

So, last night, Caitlin and Cornelius slept over. This morning, mum woke us up, and Caitlin left around 7:30. Then Cornelius and I proceeded to fall back asleep until about five after nine- even though keyboarding? yeah, it starts at 8:30. Well, it just ended up that we got there around quarter after. Then we started to write the term paper. Blech.

Steg is here, being the optomist agian, trying to convince me that I'll make soccer. Lies, I tell you, lies.

Okay, well, as I mentioned, the computer at home DIED, so don't bother looking for me via AIM. Feel free to give Lawrence a holla though.

That reminds me- yesterday Cornelius and Caitlin and I were at Border's and there were these strange ghetto guys "holla-ing" at us. Oh, and caitlin never fails to amuse me, as there were a bunch of books in alphabetical order, and she felt the need to put them in the series order. Then she re=arranged the post-it notes so that next time they stock up, they put it in the same order.

Monday included a trip to Cedar Point with Chels, Liz, and Elizabeth. The shortest line I waited in, you ask? The Top Thrill Dragster with Chels- 20 minutes. Fucking awesome I tell you. Fuck. Ing. Awesome.

I also have become obsessed with The Matrix recently, as I bought it on Friday, and had a chance to watch in Monday morning. Fun fun movie. Last night we saw 50 First Dates, which was cute I reckon, and Welcome to Mooseport, which was okay- not as funny at 50 first dates, though, which made it somehow bad in comparison.

Okay, I'm going to go talk to Steg about Harry Potter actors and movies and such.

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

Hello my readers!

Currently, I'm in my neighbour Lauren's house. There are fourth of July festivities going on here, I just got back in from failing miserably at volleyball. Actually, we only lost by 2. Nearby me is a huge rat, Mrs. Connor's class's pet.

Yesterday, DAnny and Elizabeth came over, and together, we did pretty much nohting for about 8 /12 hours. It was cool, though, just hanging out. I did try to write a post yesterday, but the computer is malfunctional as usual, so...yeah.

I talked to Dever, she's still alive for those wondering.

UM, okay. There's more to say, but I feel bad, and we're starting a bonfire sometime in the near future.

Leave the shoutouts one.

yo ho
yo ho
a (almost patriotic) pirate's life for
~me