On New Year's Day
(for real this time)

Welp, I've got a few minutes here before I return home to my internet-less casa. I know, it's sad.

We're all a little more calmed down here, except for Katie and Ryan, I don't know where they went.

And I'd like to point out that Ryan's computer is gay and will not allow me to sign onto AIM express. Retard.

Which leads me into my New Year's Resolutions, which all you losers out there who read this must help me with. Here we go:

1) I will stop being fat. Do not allow me to ever eat anything again, especially ice cream at Malley's.
2) I will be nicer to Sean and stop telling him he's gay.
3) I will read more. Particularly in class
4) I will learn precalc, and I will get an A in that class.
5) I will get into college.
6) I will avoid church at all costs, so as not to bring the essence of Satan into the house of this "God"
7) I will stop being fat.
8) I will be nicer to everyone, except maybe like one person, who doesn't deserve my niceness, as she's messed up anyway, and won't know the difference.
9) I will not flash the camera lens in Katie and Ryan's face, because that would be mean and interrupting
10) I will not waste my time in theology. I will use it to do useful things such as other homework and reading (see # 3)
11) I will stick to at least two of these pledges.

And if I'm really awesome, I'll hook up the internet in my casa. But that's not a resolution, because if I cannot do it, it's not really my fault, just the computers. It's name is Abner by the way. No, I'm not sure why it's name is filled with down home country goodness.

Anyway.

Um, you people should resolve to shoutout more, so that I have slightly better self esteem.

Ever so slightly.

yo ho
yo ho
a (fresh, clean start) pirate's life for
~me

On New Years Day

Ho-kay. well. Here I am, this time typing at Ryan's house. We are being vair vair random. However, there are those who seem to be amused by this bloge. And I'm quite excited for as the first time in my pathetic waste of a life I am celebrating New Years somewhere besides my house with my mother and father and aunt and uncle (who, mind you, are not actually my relatives) My mother baked cookies for them, too, so they are pretending to be my friends and everything.

Now they're yellling at me because they desire to watch Anchorman. Which I actually desire to watch as well, as I haven't yet seen it.

Well, since I have to go now, I'd just like to throw in that I hope this coming year is much much better than this past one.

Okay. Maybe more later. I'm having projectiles thrown at me at high speeds.

yo ho
yo ho
a (getting legos thrown at me) pirate's life for
~me

We are far too Young and Clever

Ready for another bloge from the house of Elizabeth? Yes, yes you are!!

Okay, well, my Christmas has been most productive- I got a laptop, which means I will soon return to the world of blogging from my own humble abode. Also I got this really fun black and red punk-rawk-esque iPod that's like a specialU2 edition, which means that Caitlin is jealous. I am so spoiled.

But I hate this keyboard. Mucho.

I'm going to go hang out with Gabrielle for a while, until Elizabeth gets back from her tanning appointment.

So last night, I went to a hockey game with Steg. Sort of. See, we ended up getting stuck in a drift, and her padre came and got us out after like an hour. It was soooo funny. I just laughed. Steg didn't seem to find the amusement in it so much.

Anyway, now I'm off to hang out with my friend's little sister. Can you say cool?

yo ho
yo ho
a (navidad still) pirate's life for
~me