hey everybody!!! yes, i'm in terrible pain from cheerleading. my legs and my back hurt so bad i can't do much of anything except sit here on this computer. at least my hands don't hurt, otherwise i'd be screwed. oh well, i'll just have to find something to do on here since i can't really do something else.
i found a bathing suit i liked when i went suit shopping. it's a sporty tankini and it makes me look thinner, which isn't bad, but i'd still prefer the ever popular bikini. most people would prefer me to wear a t-shirt in the pool, since i'd probably make their eyes bleed. i'm very hard on myself if you couldn't tell.
speaking of which, don't you hate it when people who are, like, anorexic looking say "ohmigod, i'm so fat" and then some majorly overweight people say stuff like "i'm so skinny" and then call other people fat? it's so annoying. i have a friend like that. she's not exactly in the best of shape if you know what i mean, but she wears a bikini and when we go to the pool she says to me "look at her she shouldn't even be in a one-piece she's so fat." i'm not saying that overweight people shouldn't be confident about themselves, but some people (like my friend) should just take a reality check.
on a ligter note, i've found a partial solution to my "post-potter depression"... ~A Series of Unfortunate Events~ it keeps me busy, but since i read unnaturally fast i'll go through them like *snaps fingers* like that. they're very exciting to read and you almost have no idea what's going to happen (unless "Lemony Snicket", as he likes to be called, tells exactly who's going to die like he does in The Reptile Room like when he says "...it will be Uncle Monty who will die" so you're just kind of like "gee, thanks for RUINING THE STORY!!!) but otherwise, they're good to read. i learned a lot of big words in those books, so they're making me smarter.
oh, yeah i just remembered (sorry if i'm boring you to death with my overly-long blog) that i have to read Frankenstein for Honors 9th Grade English over the summer. i'm telling you, THAT BOOK IS HARD. i tried reading the first chapter and i was like "what?" it's strange because i have the kind that have the little vocabulary words in them, but i know the ones that they define. it's the ones they don't that i don't understand. i'll probably need a good bit of Tylenol or Motrin or something to get through this assignment.
ta-da!! i'm finally done, and you're probably like "THANK GOD/ALLAH/BUDDA/ANYTHING OR ANYONE ELSE YOU MAY WORSHIP!!!" peace out, dawg. :P
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Why would I be happy that you're done. TADA, I'm back early, and I didn't expect to be. I'm not going to be here forever, but I had enough time to check my email. Thanks for the comment. Let me tell you something. I know what it's like to be hard on yourself, trust me. I'm probably harder on myself then anyone I've met, but that doesn't mean I like it. If you can, cool it down a bit. Laugh a little, and until you can give me a good reason as to why you're boring, I'm going to save your blog in my favorites until I get back. HA. How did you find my blog anyhow?
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