My Memorial Day Vacation

I'm back.
Needless to say, I didn't do any blogging.
But I did have Internet....

(Sid: Whaa...?)

My trip consisted of...

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~Long Car Rides~
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~A Stupid iPod~
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~Portable DVD Players~
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~Cranky Siblings~
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~Mountain Withdrawals~
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~Inspiring Music~
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~Brilliant Ideas~
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~Rewrites~
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~Phineas and Ferb~
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.... and so on and so forth.

Thursday Night we were in Glenwood Springs, CO
Friday Night we were in Denver, CO (Did you know there's no mountains in Denver? ZIP!)
Saturday Night we were at my aunt's house in Fort Collins, CO

Now we're back.
Did I mention I have siblings who get cranky if they're not fed well and exercised often?
They're sort of like dogs...
;) Haha okay I admit that was mean, but still.

Good night.

Hair Problems Solved!

My short hair.
I have not had my this short since I was, like, nine.
It feels good.
:)

Just kill me now.

So now the world's ending on Oct. 21.
Good luck with that. (not)

School's almost out.
I hate geometry.

My friend is now a Roxanne Ritchie look-alike.
We're dying her hair blue for the last day of school.

Rebecca Black, (a.k.a. the female singer without any talent that has been previously found),
has released new single.
"Prom Night".
Coincidentally, it has the same instrumental track as "Friday".
I think her record label is cheap.

I'm going to Colorado on Thursday.
Bwahahaha.

Still waiting for affirmation on private lessons!
(Pleeeeease contact me if you're interested!)

Click here to run away from the demon gummy bears.
(Yeah, you heard me right)
(It's a stress-buster)

Whatev.

I think Blogger missed me.

If you're reading this, then the world hasn't been incinerated.

Have a nice life.

Marching Band is coming back.

Let this be your warning.

End-of-Year Band Concert? AMAZING!

Final English Project? AMAZING!

Summer Checklist:

Sunglasses? No.

Flip-Flops? No.

Swimsuit? No.

Pool Pass? YES!

Job? Maybe...

(if you're planning on lessons, contact me NOW!)

Wow. I've got a lot to do.

No.

Please Enjoy the Following Dialogue:
Random Person 1: (Typing) "I don't feel like blogging today. I don't think I will."
(Not typing)And, Publish Post!
Random Person 2: But, you just did.
Random Person 1: Did what?
RP2: Blog.
RP1: Did not!
RP2: Did too!
RP1: I promised I wouldn't! I NEVER break a promise!
RP2: Yeah right! What about last week? When I wanted my pen back? You said you lost it, and then I found you chewing on it!
RP1: I didn't know that was your pen!
RP2: YEAH RIGHT! You ALWAYS lie to me!
RP1: I HATE YOU!!!!
RP2: *sob*
RP1:... oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you cry!
RP2: It's all right, I guess....
RP1: Friends?
RP2: Friends.
(Hugs exchanged)
[Insert random object here]

Should I blame you?

Tomorrow is a very big day.

For her, yes.

But for me, too.

Can I blame you for being ignorant?

I suppose not.

I have tried my hardest not to tell you.

Bwahahaha.

So, I don't blame you.

And if you still have no idea what I'm talking about,

Listen at the end of 1st period.

You'll know then.

:)

Happy Mothers Day!

Who fed me from her gentle breast,

And hushed me in her arms to rest,

And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?

My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,

Who gazed upon my heavy eye,

And wept, for fear that I should die?

My Mother.

Who dressed my doll in clothes so gay,

And fondly taught me how to play,

And minded all I had to say?

My Mother.

Who ran to help me when I fell,

And would some pretty story tell,

Or kiss the place to make it well?

My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be

Affectionate and kind to thee,

Who was so very kind to me?

My Mother.

~Anne Taylor