SCHOOL is the SUXORS.

Uggghh... school. Damn, I really didn't want to go, but I somehow got up against my will, creaked my way over to the bus stop, and lived through the day in one of the weirdest ensambles I've ever worn. Do NOT expect me to wear that again. Ever. Again. In. My. Life.

Ugh.

It sucks...'cos by fourth period, I think it's time to leave but no, we have 3 more classes to go to. And I have Algebra II EVERY SINGLE FRIGGIN' DAY.

AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!

>.<

It sucks. Majorly.

Moar Pictures.

This is (from left to right) Caroline, me, and Jamesey acting like complete idiots while posing on a bike.

I'm not sure what the heck I'm doing here, but obviously I'm very, very happy about something.
Or the sugar in the cake got to me. Who knows?!

I have some pictures from Newport for your viewing pleasure. Above is what I ordered at this tiny hole-in-the-wall Thai restraunt.
Below is what the same plate looked like after about half an hour (I eat slowly).

Gawd, it was yumtastic. Or as Blayne (I watch Project Runway) would say- "Yumliscious."

Good Gracious Me.

Well, hello there, everyone. I'm sorry for the insanely long time without any crazy blogging to get you through your day, but...well...I was in Boston.
Actually, I was in Carver, which is about an hour and a half away from Boston, but close enough.
I have also turned fifteen. On the 16th.
Finally! I'm as old as most of my friends, including Gehna, who will be 16 in October. Not fair. T_T
Yes, I just used a very crappy emoticon, well...deal with it. I'm the birthday girl. BOW DOWN TO ME.
The Olympics are gangsta. I watched about fifteen minutes of the opening ceremony before my little sister declared that she was bored and switched the channel.
Ugh. Small children. >.>
I also bought the Sigur Ros CD that I've been rabbling about, and it's playing in my room right now. My sister's reading my books in there.
I also got Volume 7 of Death Note, which has COMPLETED my collection. Insert fancy fanfare here.
School starts in a week.
This is not cool.

Unpronouncible Icelandic.

So, yeah! 11 days 'till mah birthday, I'm happy as a friggin' water buffalo, and we're goin' up to Boston. Yay, Boston.
So, things I'm going to do:

1. Shop. Yes, shop. A lot, because I need stuff.
2. Eat my heart out.
3. Go to a waterpark.
4. Buy Pocky.
5. Buy random volumes of Bleach and Furuba...
6. Sleep.
7. Gape in awe at the very tall buildings and the distinct lack of trees.
8. Try to copy an accent and fail badly.

Woo...That's my objective list.
I'm goin' to Divi on Wednesday, hopefully I'll swim and not get my fingers torn to shreds on the stupid sides of the pool. I hate that pool. The sides are pretty much like sharp glass, so when you brush your hand/foot/other limb against it, it cuts it and it HURTS LIKE HELL.

I've also started my jotting journal for this school year. Awesome.

So...peace...