Rawr.
    I have about a gazillion (yes, a gazillion) emails to reply to but I'm too...too apathetic currently. Don't get me wrong-- I love the whole "student leader thing", but lordy-lou...it can get old. I can't move five feet in the hall without someone asking me how I am... which is fine! It's good! I like it!
    But I kinda wish for the days ( Read more... )

Can I just say, before I even start this story, I totally and completely thought he was joking from the start? I want that understood. I had no time to mentally prepare myself for this date, so anything I say, please don't hold me responsible.
All of this is kinda paraphrased, by the way.

Last practice we had was on Thursday, so the day after ( Read more... )

I hate boys.
Well, no, I don't. But I really wish I did. They just complicate things way too much. It'd be easier if it was a deal-- I flirt with you, you flirt back, it'll be fun, no commitment neccesary! Or-- I flirt with you, you flirt back, and we go somewhere from there! Instead, it's just a mumble-jumble of smiling and closeness and very, very ( Read more... )

SECOND PLACE!
Holy crap, I thought I got fourth. But I looked on the back of the medal-- SECOND PLACE! Just not in the highest division. Which means I'm SIXTH IN THE ENTIRE STATE! Holy smokes I'm excited.

Yeah, by the way, Crescent Valley completely dominated State Racquetball Competition with FOUR people.
Yeah, we're cool.

  I meant to write this earlier, with time still left before the year ended. But, as always, I had some responsibility to take care of first. Some task, some chore, some job someone else left undone.
   I can see in my mind all these words that people send me, one person in particular. I hear them saying them, I listen to them tell me what they ( Read more... )

This whole self-control thing is really hard. You'd think that for a girl who burns through miles like candy or pulls all nighters on a regular basis would know something about mental discipline ( Read more... )

I hurt.
Brayden stopped by my house. I forgot how blunt he is. He stopped by, I was in sweatpants and an ugly bun and just... it was a study day, not a "meet the guy you miss most outside your house" day. But he told me to jump in his truck, and so I did (only after changing into jeans though).
And we talked. We talked a lot. We talked for two hours ( Read more... )

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    Someone nominated me to be TAB Chair at the retreat this weekend, and I was really, sorely tempted to accept the office. But then I thought, do I really have time for this? There were a ton of other teens there who are way more passionate about S.T.A.R.S than I am; all I really care about is CV, Corvallis. Maybe a little bit Oregon. I don't ( Read more... )

   I feel another all-nighter comin' on. I went to bed at six yesterday. In the morning. Yeah. I think that whole "insomnia" thing is sauntering its way towards "severe ( Read more... )