Wednesday, 4:51 p.m.   I'll take it please thanks I'm hackey queen! Well, no. not really, at all. But instead of my usual lurking outside the hackey circle, I actually joined in the reindeer games. I even managed to make contact with the sack occasionally! Simon was shocked. I was shocked-er. And also we had an assembly, but it was boring and I was sitting next to people I didn't know. No one to talk to, no one who had a shoulder I was comfortable with sleeping on. Not that anyone here has a shoulder I am comfortable with resting my head on and sleeping. If Scott/Craig/Sara/Katherine/Kajsa was here...then I would, but no one here. Oh well, life goes on. I also like vegemite. heheheheh. it's good. Today was nice nice nicity nice. Nik wasn't there though, so I had no one to talk to at lunch. I tried to pay attention to the guys as we played hackey sack, but they talk too fast so I couldnt' keep up very well. Plus they were talking about exams that I didn't take so whatever. And besides that, they're all about a gazillion times smarter than me. So I was just quiet and tried to kick that stupid sack, not very well, mind you, but I tried, dangit. ----------------- 8:37 p.m. listening to Iris by the GooGoo Dolls. Wow. It's been a long time. This is still my favorite song. Evar. It used to be Steve's and My "song" thingy. At the valentine's dance freshman year, I was so sad because I had this huge monster crush on Steve and he was ignoring me so hard. It made me so sad because at the christmas dance we had clicked. We flirted, we danced, we had fun. He called me angel. I liked him so much. And I was not having fun at the Valentine's dance. Steve was ignoring me, everyone was prettier than I was, and I am also a lameass. So I started crying. Everyone wondered what was wrong and I was just like "um nothing" and Sara, she sat by me the whole night and cried too because I was crying and we claimed after that it was because we didn't have a pretty red dress. I miss Sara so hard. She's always there for me. Sproing. And she knew it was Steve. And Iris came on. And Steve asked me to dance. And I cried on his shoulder. So romantic right? Yeah. uhhuh. Things with Steve and I never worked out. Haha, after that he and I pretty much. Didn't talk at all anymore. But I guess I'll always remember that dance? Heh. Freshman year sucked for me. Oh well. Sophomore year was fantastic. Because of Sara and that last half of Swim Season, and Scott and even Levi, I guess. Homecoming Dance sucked? But I was so pretty. So Effing pretty. I think I look older now. Not as cute like that. My hair used to be rather short, eh? Not that it's really long now. And I haven't even really cut it since then. A trim. That's it. My hair grows so slowly. I was so pretty at homecoming. The monday after that I went to Portland. I had such a fantastic time in Portland. Oh my God. I miss Portland so badly. Three days in paradise. The thrift store, the people, the liberal attitude, the coffee, the weather, the things to do. Wow. I wonder if anyone else has run away from everything just for a few days, to have an experience that would linger with them for months and months. So. so pretty.