Sunday, February 28, 2010


I know you probably won't see this until it is no longer your birthday, but, oh well.
I hope it was good. How is Being 17?

So, once again; HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Saturday, February 27, 2010

We Are the Champions!

Syracuse girl's basketball team won state! And we were there! For pep band! Hyperness! Whoot! was really fun. I was screaming my head off. And I don't scream. Ever. Except for sometimes.

This post is very grammatically incorrect...


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Preference....whooda thought

Sooooooo.....I never thought we'd being going to Preference, I mean what guys do we know enough to ask to an awkward dance? It turns out Shannah, Hillary, and I do afterall, or at least we gave into immense pressure.

Shannah didn't have to be persauded at all, she was the persaudee after she asked this one guy you guys don't know. After weeks and weeks of Shannah and Sarah (I LOVE her!-another person you don't know.....maybe, she was in our Geometry class) trying to get us to go, I had completely decided NOT to go.

But then a week or two ago there were some texts between Sarah and her guy friend that she had originally asked FOR me without my knowledge....oi, a long I gave in and asked him with 10 different alarms in his room that went off at one hour intervals between 1 and 5 am. on Presidents Day. I hardly know him, but oh well.....He answered me in my 1st period Calc class with this equation, it was funny.

Then we finally got Hillary on Monday! Mwahahahaha! She asked her mom's best friend's son that she was awesome!

So Shannah, Hillary, and I are going with 3 other couples, it's gonna be a blast!

There's more, but that would make a REALLY long story.

So, yeah.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The Forgotten Fairytale

Once, there was a blog.

It was a nice blog, a tad nerdy, but generally good natured. The little blog was nurtured since infancy by many amazingtastic girls, all contributing a little something to it. But it came to pass that when the blog was celebrating its second year, the girls stopped taking care of it completely.

And the little blog cried and threw a terrible tantrum, the kind that makes mothers in grocery stores want to abandon their screaming, red-faced children. The little blog cried dramatically to no one in particular, "Why?!!!!! Why has everyone forgotten me?!"

And it came to pass that conveniently, at that very moment, an old, matronly, chain-smoker-y-but-very-wise-and-world-weary looking blog was passing by.

"Look kid", she said in a voice that made it abundantly clear that the inside of her lungs were coated with nasty black tar, "I'm sorry, but... blogs are for old people who smell like prunes. The new thing is... Facebook."

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" And the little blog sank into a deep depression and died.

The end. :D