"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
- Created By ink.black.sky
I'm so tired.
So, yeah the party was pretty beast'n last night. We danced a lot. And ate cake. And drank Mountain Dew until like midnight. Which was late for me because I'd been up since 7 and had been dancing all day long.
So, now I'm really tired. I'm supposed to be writing a research paper. That I'm like half a page away from being done with...but I can't think of what to say to take up that half of a page. And I'm too tired right now to be doing anything besides fiction writing and internet surfing...and watching the Ninja Warrior marathon and Ace of Cakes on the Food Network.
I'm hungry now. Imma gonna go get me sum cake. XD
Early Morning
The party got done about an hour ago. It was awesome. I dance a lot. The banquet was really fun too.
Recital went well. We did fine on our ballet piece.
I'm really tired. So this is short.
I'm going to go collapse in bed now. x_x
Yesterday, Today, and maybe Tomorrow
So, yesterday was probably one of the best days I've had in a long time. Got up at 5, and got on the internet so I could read the latest chapter of Naruto. Then headed off to the school to leave for our field trip. My dad, ever.so.silently and I were in a car together so we just completely deviated from the crappy google directions and took my dad's way to go to the amusement park. We ended up stopping for breakfast at McDonalds. So we got to the park; firstly my friend, Muffin, made me ride my very first roller coaster [besides ones at the state fair] it was one where they strap you in and you're standing up and it goes upside down. Having conquered my fear we rode a whole bunch of other awesomesauce roller coasters. My dad and I rode the wooden one together; we were laughing and making comments that part of the ride was falling off and that we hoped there were't termites and stuff like that.
After that I had dress rehearsal for my recital. My pointe piece went over fine. Ballet got to the point where my entire class completely blanked on what was next in the choreography and we took one look at each other and started laughing. After we hit the ending pose we were giggling and waited for the lights to come back on and our teacher looked at us like: "What was that?" So, hopefully we don't totally bomb it today. Bad rehearsal, good recital. I'm hoping that holds true.
So, after having a 17 hour day yesterday; I'm ready for another long day. I have two shows that I have to do. Then rush home and get ready for the 'prom' banquet thing. Then after that go to my house for ever.so.silently's and mine Sweet 16--after prom party shindig. So I have another full day today.
Hopefully tomorrow is easier. All I have to do it so go to human video practice. And then write a research paper...
I'll be so glad when it's summer vacation......
Fun in the Sun
I have two words for you people: Feild. Trip. I haven't been on one single stinkin' feild trip this year. [Besides two outings to the town for an art show and coffee and the library--which shouldn't really count because it's like five minutes from the high school.] Anyways, there's a theme park about an hour and a half or so from my school. They hold a 'math and science' day every year. We're going. They have like small workshops on math and science and then you can ride the roller coasters. Nine students from my entire high school are going [lame, says I; but, the fewer the better in my opinion] so the teacher planning that feild trip has said: "You don't have to go to any of the workshops, just go have fun." Yes, we love this teacher. She's awesome. So we get to go have the best field trip ever!!! The only thing that kind of sucks is I have to leave early and have my dad drive me back to our town because I have dress rehersal for my dance recital. But, I only have to leave like an hour early so it's not that bad.
Anyways. I've never been on an upside-down roller coaster. I've actually never really been on a roller coaster [unles we're going to count the dinky ones at the State Fair]. One of my guy friends said he'd ride all the coaster's with me and hold my hand when I freaked out. Well, he's not going. So I'm all alone to face the big, scary coasters. Muffin says he'll ride with me...and ever.so.silently probably will. My dad and I are going to ride one of the oldest coasters in the park [it's made of wood, if that gives you any idea that's how old it is]. I'm so excited.
Here's the only downside. We have to be at the school by 7 in the morning. 7!! I'm usually asleep at 7. That means being up at like 5:30 so I have time to get everything ready. I'm drinking coffee. I'll make sure to be up early enough to grab a Krisy Kream and coffee before my parents get it all.
How many Inks does it take to scare a Muffin?
Ok. So, Dad, ever.so.silently and I went to the coffee shop after school. We were on one of the couches in the coffee shop when my dad looked out the doors and said: "Is that Muffin?" Sure enough, it was my guy friend, Muffin on the street corner. Being the mean older sister that I am; I went and scared him. He was listening to his Zune, and so he didn't hear my stealthy, ninja-like approach. He jumped and had this horrified look on his face until he saw it was me then his features rearranged themselves into something that clearly said: "Oh, it's you. Of course." I texted him, and asked if I scared him. He said just a little. I find this funny. He's a year younger than the rest of us [Mr. Smarty-Pants skipped a grade] and so we treat him like the younger brother of the class. I've said that he's like our class pet--the only difference is, we don't get to take him home over the weekend and accidentally kill him. Poor guy, he's in a class full of girls. We really should cut him some slack. But, we're not going to. It's so fun. He loves it and he knows it. He just pretends to be frustrated with us.
