As the great Chinese military leader once said "We have woken a sleeping giant". This is war. (In case you have no idea what I'm talking about, see previous post)

guess what, this isnt sane. No, I'm not saying that this is insane and mental, I'm saying this is Yes from this better blog. But hey, that doesnt mean she doesnt have a reliable blog (kinda reliable anyway). SO visit my blog and send me an e-mail just for kicks. Good day.

-Yes Maybe

Channel 8 advertisement "We bring you the news a day earlier!"

Hmmm. I have three questions- A. how do you know what's going to happen? B. how would you feel if a story was reported about you dying in some horrific accident? C. if you saw this report could you avoid the accident? Wow, my head hurts. Anyway, I have an ELP project to do tonight (ELP-Enlarged Leopard Print). It was assigned about a month ago. Did I mention I'm a member of procrastinators anonymous?

My church is pointless. The serman just went around in circles, and went on way to long. My pastor read the same thing out the bible at least 5 times. Like by doing so he would somehow seem wiser, and make us seem dumber. Then confermation class was a complete fiasco! They made us sit in on the superintendent of Des Moines' speach on budget cuts in education. I mean, come on. A- It has nothing to do with religion B-I don't go to school in the Des Moines area C- Legislater is the one making the laws, not us D- WE CAN'T VOTE ANYWAY! excuse me, I'm getting carried away. Perhaps I should become a buhdist, and gain inner peace. Or just learn Yoga. Tough call

I woke up this morning because my stomach was growling so loudly. It was the strangest feeling. Umm, yeah. That's all I have to say.

I haven't posted in a while. I wish I had some spectacular reason as to why. Like maybe I was in prison, or was sent on a secrete mission for the CIA. Or perhaps Blue Bunny hired me for my professional opinion on a new flavor of ice cream. The most realistic lie would be that I was recentley admitted to the witness protection program, and had to move across the country (seeing as I come from a real high crime suburbin life*). But the sad truth is, I'm just lazy.

*For those of you who are not experienced in the feild of humor, this is sarcasim

My conformation class had to go to church today. There was a presbatery meeting of some sort. Anyway, at first we thought we were there to learn about how the church is governed and how the system worked. Wrong. The only reason we were there was to set up tables and chairs, serve food and drinks, and basically be everyones monkey (there were about 150 people there). Then I had dish dog duty for over an hour. By the time I was done, I had worked for five hours. My hands are burned from the dishwasher (Cue sad violin music). And what have I learned from all this? The church lies and forces child labor!

Wow. A lot happened today. I took part II of the semester test in math. I could feel my confidence melt away as I relized the one thing I didn't understand had its own section. Somehow I managed to get some reasonable answers before the bell.
I had my audition for the play after school. I have no idea how it went. I said my lines (not in monotone I might add), so who knows. After that I went down the hall to the student phone. I was going to ride home with my friend Yes (my sister's car is in the shop...again) , and he was going to call his mom. As we were standing there, the pricipal was going into the office with this cart that had napkins, forks, and CHEESECAKE on it. She stopped and asked me if I wanted a piece. I just laughed. Then I relized she was serious. So Yes and I are just hanging out in the hall, eating chesecake. What luck!

By the way, Yes' blog is at unless.blogspot.com (Sorry, i can't remember how to make a link)

I fixed the clock on this blog. It said I last posted at 6:30am on a saturday. I don't know about you, but the idea of an 8th grader waking up before 8am on the weekend is just wrong.

I had the weirdest dream last night. It wasn't just weird for what happened, but the way it happened too. It was long though, so I'll just sum it up.

Jessica Cremers ran the 800
Visiting another family at
Futuristic apartment complex
Big boats with tiny paddles
Strange, computer animated lake
Dinner at the apart. complex
House went crazy, tried to kill us (like in that movie smart house, only more violent)
government agents were killing people on other floors.
there was a whole lot of blood
The CD from the house CD player shot out of it's compartment and got lodged in the other family's grandmothers head.

Sooo, yeah. This is a little look inside my head. Weird? Try being there when it makes sense. I might add that this was not a bad dream. Just a very strange one.

I think I know who I want to be for the school play (which by the way is called "Makin' It"). The character's name is Libby. She is a usually quiet sort of person, who does real well in school. She starts tutoring this, and I quote the script, "hunky" jock. Of course, she has a crush on him and is too timid to say anything until the very end. It's seems like a good character for me to play, not a major, or a minor part.

Oh, by the way, Libby gets trashed and barfs in the parking lot (not in one of the scenes). I can't wait.

On sunday, my fuzzy blue hat with earflaps fit over my head with extra room. On Monday, after school, I had to stretch it out in order for it to fit. Either my hat was swapped with one from the CIA with a camera hidden inside so as to spy on the activities on jounior high students, or I learned something at school (I shudder at the thought).

Oh yeah, and the play scripts hit the public today. I have no idea who I want to be