School . . . -.-

School started yesterday . . . *sigh* Now I'm back to getting up at 5:30 AM . . . I'm sleepy.

Well, on the bright side, I have interesting teachers this year. My English teacher ended up saying 'what was I talking about' four times in one period. Distractable, eh? The same goes for my marine biology teacher, though he didn't lose track of what he was saying. He just told lots of stories.

But my English class is in a portable, so we have a very great view out one of the windows of this little bridge that leads from our school parking lot to the park that's behind our school. Kids will go over the bridge to skip class at the park. But, anyway, my English teacher suddenly broke off in mid-sentence, staring out the window, and then said, "This might make my day . . ." Then he told the guys in front of the window to keep an eye on two kids going toward the bridge. My teacher pulled out a walkie-talkie and said into it after turning it on, "We have two runaways . . . I repeat, we have a prison break."

And then he couldn't tell whether one of them was a girl or a boy, so he just described them as a blond in a red shirt. ^.^

See ya next time I can get to a computer!


My best friend's boyfriend is doomed. Big time. Unless, of course, he can think up a really good apology, an equally good excuse, and find an even better peace offering. This is what he gets for dating a mad woman.

I was there when the call that doomed him came in, honestly(I was sleeping over, though I've been trying to figure out for a long time why they call it a sleep over when nobody sleeps). Boy, was she mad.

Luckily, she had a way to take out her anger: playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl(as is per usual). Of course, this meant the rest of us(me, her 14-year-old sister, and her 7-year-old brother) never stood a chance, but oh, well. I mean, she won at one point without losing any of her stock(it was set on 5) when she was against all three of us at once.

Now that I think about it, maybe that's how she got this boyfriend so well trained . . . The woman is scary when she's mad to me, and I've more or less gotten used to her after being friends for 8 years.

But then, all of my friends are crazy, so you'd think I'd learn . . .


I am bored no more! ^.^ My friends are all at home and no longer busy, and I have to give a big thank you to AsagiTaichou for curing my boredom as well.

Hm . . . Not much else to say, or at least not that I can think of. Of course, I am severely sleep deprived from spending the night at a friend's house last night, so I might forget a lot of things . . . However, I did succeed at actually beating said friend in Super Smash Bros Brawl for the first time(so it was because one of the game cube controllers we usually use broke and she was using the wii thing, which she isn't used to; a victory is a victory).

I guess it wasn't my first time winning at a brawl, but the first time I beat this person, in particular. The first time I won was the first day the game came out, and one of my guy friends bought it and invited people over to play it. There were four of us playing, and then when it was over after one battle, my friend said, "You won." My oh-so-observent reply: "I did?"

Yeah, I still have no idea how. If I win, it's by dumb luck, but on occasion I can take people down with me.

Dying of Boredom

My friends are all still busy. I cleaned and organized my bedroom(le gasp!). I've read every book I've dragged out of the library more than once. I'm BORED.

Of course, I expected this. It's always the same when summer rolls around. I have the freedom to do anything I want(within legal limits and the laws of physics), and I have no idea what I want to do. Pathetic, eh?

Also, since school's out, there aren't any weird conversations I can go on about. Heck, the people mainly responsible for those odd lunchtime conversations have pretty much all graduated. *sigh* Sure, I have weird coversations at home, but those are because of my dad and my brother and their sense of humour(and mine with them) is . . . Well, let's just say the 'all posts must be PG-13 or below' would be strained to the point of breaking with some of them . . . Dirty minds, I tell you. And it seems to be genetic(if I ever have kids, they're doomed to insanity and possible pervertedness).

In other news, I recently submitted a fanfiction to my deviantart account, for anyone who cares. It's called 'Life Amongst the Leaves.' Guess which anime it's a fanfiction of from that.


All of my friends are either busy or gone. I have had nothing to do all week, and it'll still be a few more days until the one I usually hang out with comes back.

. . . I am BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, admittedly I did have two different days where I managed to kill a lot of time . . . The first was the entire day, which I spent with the one friend who wasn't busy. We went to some sort of festival. I guess you could call it a celebration of the town's anniversary.

Of course, I started out the day just going to that friend's house and getting creamed at Super Smash Brothers Brawl(I never win against this person unless she accidently falls off the stage). She let me beat up her younger brother in the game, though(he sucked at playing Kirby; I was Shiek). But then we left, went to the fair, ate a sno cone and pizza for lunch, got back around dinner time.

Not the most thrilling of stories, I know, and it's not like the only other day I killed a lot of time at once was any better. My brother and I went up to help our grandparents around their house(my brother gets yard work, I do cleaning inside). My brother said he learned that blackberry bushes are bad. I learned the my grandmother's vacuum has an attitude.

So yeah, signing off to pout in my corner of boredom.