A four-day weekend is one thing that makes me pretty happy today; another thing would be this.

     Dear sweet merciful everything, that is possible way to bring a Togepi back into an episode of Pokemon without making me start diving into depression over nostalgia of Misty. It looks like it's been possessed by the devil.

      You know, I was in a McDonald's for the first time in about a couple of years for a sociology project, and my attention as somewhat drawn to the playpen that was located outside of the store. And I notice how amazingly different it was from the one I grew up with. There were no ball pits anymore; those bright, colorful pool of plastic balls that glided off your hands and spilled into the tubes connected to it had been replaced by a little area where you could go inside and jump in a tiny trampoline. And all of the tubes you could go there like a tunnel and get static shock from now have steps that kids climb up on. Those purple nets that dangled at least a foot over the ground and scared the crap out of me regardless are gone.

       Not that I'm complaining, ball pits are pretty freaking dangerous to kids and who knows what could be thrown into there on accident, and those tubes were pretty scary to six-year old me. But I kind of remember when I got too big to play there and how sad and forlorn I was that I couldn't entertain myself after I finished eating. I see the little kids scampering around and wonder what it will feel like when they grow to be too big for the play pen. What kind of world they'll be in.

      I think what I'm trying to say is that I wish I was still small enough to play in there sometimes. What nostalgia brings you to when you're procrastinating. ;;

    My arm feels better now, since I stopped using it for a little bit while my mom looked at a house(she's a realtor) with her friend. It helped that the next door house had friendly cats that loved to be petted.

    Speaking of cats for a second, after my mom and I went to the library(I wanted to get books on taking care of dogs and flowers), we went to the Pet Kare that's right next to it.

     And now we have three cats instead of two. ;; Thankfully, even though I was really freaked out and stressed over having another cat, it is an adorable little thing and I already love it a lot.

  Okay, so after I get home from school, I elieve I have earned a break. I decide to go on the computer, and I spend an hour or two on it.

   About an hour ago, I think I pulled the tendon in my right arm hile uploading icons to photobucket, and now it hurts to even try to move it or flex my arm. And considering, even though I'm a leftie I use the mouse with my right hand.

   I'm sorry I'm kind of miffy, butg it just sucks I have to use the arm I already write with allday in school to do even more work.

Okay, the game "Blue Dragon" for the XBOX 360, is really sub-par graphics-wise, story-wise, and has really lame twists and characters. Except the main herione because she actually is not as dumb as a fucking pole, like everyone else in this game, including the self-proclaimed "genius" of the group.

However, this game has the BEST FINAL BOSS/TWIST EVAR!!!! AND I MEAN IT. I HAVE NOT BEEN THIS AMUSED BY A FINAL BOSS SINCE THE ENDING TO THE FIRST SCOOBY-DOO LIVE ACTION MOVIE.

One of my close friends is coming over tomorrow. I haven't seen him in months; he barely has any free time open to hang out anymore. :)

Also, I got a male beta fish a couple of weeks ago! It's really pretty with shades of purple, blue, and red in its scales. And keeping to true form with the rest of my family's pets, it is an irritable little thing. <33

School's been let for the summer for almost a week, along with my dance recitals. And I might have just gotten a summer job from one of my mom's work friends.

It's been a long time for me since I've written anything here that wasn't private. How has everyone been doing?

I actually managed to paint my nails without taking it off five seconds later. It looks crappy, and I honestly do not like nail polish, but I'm satisfied with it, regardless.

    There's still a lot of work to do over Christmas break for me, but I'm glad that I still have two weeks off now. The stress was maddening, but I'm guessing it was for anyone who was at school.

    Anyway, it's kind of pathetic how I haven't even gotten into the Christmas mood; I haven't done my shopping for my friends and family yet. But I am thinking about forcing my family to watch WALL-E on Christmas Eve.

    Also, my dad cooked cherry cake and hot-wings, so that was awesome.

   

   

You know, when my cat plays with a bug, I wish she would just kill it instead of leaving it half-dead to finish it off later.

Because I really do not want to see or hear a cricket with most of its body chomped trying to hobble around. [shudders]

    THANK YOU, school is over for the week. Lots of homework but at least I get twelve hours of sleep before I do it. My Honors English teacher is a great teacher so far, but she (kindly)pushes you to the grindstone. She reminds me of my Talent Development teacher in middle school, who I miss a lot. In fact, most of my teachers(this is going to change in a couple of months, definitely) are good ones.

     I also saw two baby deer today, and they were cute. They were more than five hundred feet away, but still cute.
 

    -It hailed yesterday, hailed. The first time I see it in years and  it's in August.

     -My mom's going to take classes in real estate this fall, she has jury duty in September, and she got invited to submit 5 pieces of her artwork in a gallery in New York City along with 50 others. I'm not sure what to feel.'

- School starts on the 20th. I don't mind going back to school, but I'm afraid of everything I have to do before then,
 

    Someone explain to me why anyone thought it'd be necessary to include Jane Eyre in my summer project, along with 1984 and Animal Farm. I know I can read through all of it, and bring enough notes in, but the more than 500 pages is making it hard. I feel like I'm finally in the hellish part of honors in high school.

    On the other hand, the stress is doing well to stimulate my creativity.

    I love my brother, no matter how crazy he can be sometimes, anti-socialness and all. It's still nice whenever he calls his best friend that he's known for over a decade, which is probably a couple of times a year, if even that.
 

    Less than twenty-four hours left until the finale airs, and when the torrent will be up.

    I consider it a good thing that he Avatar marathon is a little bit over a week after this. Just in case.
 

    Yesterday was alright. I got my hair dyed from the blond it was before to a reddish-dark-blond, and it looks nice on me. Dress rehearsal was stressful, but a lot less so than it normally is.

    Even now I'm feeling pretty nice.