SoDak

We're in South Dakota now, at Grandma's house. It's nice here, but TOTALLY shvitzy. We're waiting for M's and guest to arrive now.
We leave for the family reunion Wednesday, but it's only in Minnesota, like an hour away. It' going to be AWESOME!
Highlight of Trip So Far: All five (six, if Freddie Mercury counts) of us (Aunt Liz, Mom, Hannah, Sophia, and Me) singing Bohemian Rhapsody at the very top of our lungs.
It was fabulous.

More later.

Already Making Mistakes

Yep. I'm already making mistakes. I said i was going to end each post with a quote, or at least attempt to, and I have done so ONCE on my first post. Good to know some things never change.
Oh well. I don't know WHAT I'll do in High School if I'm forgetful like this.

And also, has anybody besides me noticed the overuse of Harry Potter analogies and such?  It's time to bring it to an end! STOP THE MADNESS! What can ya' do, eh?  I wonder if great writers and journalists started out with a lame little blog.  

I have a joke for you!

So,  a polar bear walks into a cafeteria, and he goes up to the cafeteria lady and says, "I'd like a peanut butter and...
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"Jelly sandwich."  The cafeteria lady says, "Sure, but what's with the big pause?" And the polar bear says, "I dunno, I've had them all my life!!!"


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I love that joke.
QUOTE!
"Wise people talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something."
-Plato

Chocolate

I was watching the 3rd HP movie, right? And Lupin gives Harry some chocolate, right? So automatically, I'm forced to go eat some chocolate.  Which reminds me of Ellie, which reminds me of New Mexico, which reminds me of my trip to go there, which reminds me of trips I'll be taking, which reminds me that, I LOVE PACKING, which reminds me of... Erm, sorry, the train of thought is closed for repair... Oh Jeez!  

Sorry, just HAD to share this pointless piece of information with you, I was so hopelessly bored.
Aren't you glad I didn't say banana?

At Dad's Work

At the padre's work today. I think that eventually I am going to have to kill my sisters. They are playing Nintendogs ("Good Job, Amy! Yes! Good! Smooches!") and reading People ("Who the heck is Keri Russell? OMG! Orlando!") and I just CAN'T take it anymore! I will explode!

I have already rearranged the tea basket and it looks lovely, and I lit the watermelon candle. He needs some warm colors in this place, it looks much too cold. Luckily, these things can be changed.

Did NOT get a lot of sleep last night. Must leave now, the girls are starting a movie, "The Princess of Thieves" and I don't really want to watch.

Harry Potter.

Most of you know that the final installment in the Harry Potter series is coming out at 12:01 pm, this Friday/Saturday. As a faithful nerd, I WILL be attending the Hallow's Ball Bash at the local Barnes and Noble. Excited? Yes. Worried about being forced to stand in line for hours on end? Yup. but never fear, children, because the super-nice /super-hilarious customer service man let me in on a secret.  They will begin to give out bracelets that determine your place in line at 9am. I plan on being there at 8:30am.  I wish myself luck on this front, for this morning, I was up naught before 10:30. Luckily, my iPod serves as an alarm clock. Yuck.
Mom is getting back from Boston that day, so a nap may be difficult, but still possible.  How ELSE am I going to be able to stay up all night/morning reading? Not that it should take too long, mind you, I am a particularly speedy reader. This could be a problem, seeing as Aunt Liz and I are leaving Sunday for southern most Dakota.  Ah well, my sleep pattern will be even MORE screwed up than it already is.
More on that later.
(Experimenting with colors)

First Post

This is me. Trying to find my way through my last year of middle school, growing up, and gettin' tall.
As of today, I'm only 5' 5 1/2" but, things are sure to change, so I'll keep you posted.

Who are YOU, anyway? Weird to think that at this point, I'm not really talking to anybody.
 
It's the summer now, so 8th Grade hasn't technically started, but expect much talk about my teachers, my projects, my friends (and not-so-friendly friends) , books that I read, and much more.
I intend to end every entry with a quote.
"Lord, what fools these mortals be."
-A Midsummer's Night Dream