Funny.

If you are here because you noticed the article in the school newspaper, welcome. If you think the school newspaper is lame, go read it! Because I am in it.

No big deal. I'm famous.

Valentines Day is really just another day to me. If I had to pick my favorite part of the day, it would have to be when I got starbursts and gum.

I am like a little kid. I get excited over the littlest things in life. I like to find humor in the little stuff as well. Like for instance one time I saw a grandma licking an ice cream cone. You may not find it funny, but for some reason this grandma licking her ice cream cone sent me in a hysteria of laughter. Try it, find something that you don't think is funny, and make it funny. It's easier than you think. It makes life more enjoyable. Have a Wonderful Monday night.

Peace and Blessings. (I'm an awkward person, deal with it.)

Famous.

I will be famous one day. I have already convinced myself. I'm not trying to brag or anything. That is just the goal I have set for myself. When I set a goal, I fight till that goal is reached. But, It's what I will do when I am famous. I want to change how people see fame, change it for the better.

Peace and Blessings.

It's over.

Tonight was the last night of Phantom of the Opera. It was a very strong bitter sweet moment for me. I am so happy that I got to know tons of new people. But now I can return to my life. Next thing on my agenda. Grades. Ogh! Have a tremendous Saturday night.

Peace and Blessings.

Whaaa?

I....I.... I can't function.

True.

It has now become true that I am insane. For the following reasons.

I wore my shirt backwards with out even realizing it.

One of my socks was worn inside out.

I could have sworn that I took those pair or pliers out of my backpack, nope, they are still there.

My sweatshirt pocket is full of at least fifty tissues.

Whenever someone is talking to me I have to have them repeat it at least three times.

Sometimes I feel sick.

Then I feel fine.

I fell asleep on my bed last night.

But magically woke up on the floor.

I can't seem to remember anything that has happened five minutes ago.

It took me about three minutes to remember my facebook password.

I fell asleep chewing gum.

Those are some of the very many. If you could please keep a look out for my sanity, and please return it to me. That would be wonderful. Have a magical Thursday.

Peace and Blessings.

Ice.

I slipped on the ice on my driveway. Great way to end the night. This whole getting home late every night thing is not working out with my body.

30 minute routine.

I am slowly getting sick. I think that it is due to my lack of sleep. I made a challenge for myself this week, to be in bed by 11:00. I get home at around 10:30 every night after Phantom. Here is what I do in the half hour I have to call my own.

Get home.

Shove dinner down my throat.

Blog.

Make my bed.

Shower.

Brush my teeth

Have one minute of relaxation.

Get in bed.

Do homework.

Throw homework at wall in anger.

Blow my nose.

Then fall asleep.

In only a half hour. It's physically impossible, somehow I manage to do it. I am a great investigator and found out who left me that mug on my porch.

Peace and Blessings. (In the process of my 30 minute routine.)