I'm going to tell you my week backwards. Today I got up and had some cheerios, and saw that There was a picture of me in the newspaper. Unfortunately, it was only of like, one of my spikes going over a hurdle. If I had only gone faster in my track meet I could have gotten, say, my face in too. Damn! It did make me really depressed though. Then I had to do some yard work. My mom and I sun tanned on our deck for a really tiny amount of time because a. it was weird and b. my brother had a little league game we had to attend. I walked to his game with my mom. (I was walking in anger, too, because she said that I looked bad.) My dad rebelliously rode his bike. Despite my brothers horrible baseball skills his team won. Then tonight I went to a movie by myself. (the prince and I) Don’t ask me why, but I’ve always wanted to go to a movie and sit by myself and just be there…. But it probably just looked like I was stood up or something. Haha… On Friday I went through school as normal. I spent about 50 min. in science debating weather to tell Mr. O’clair that I had NO IDEA what the quiz was over. I put on a very sweet voice and said “I’m kind of stuck . . . do you think I could take this another time?” and he said “SURRRRE KIMBLE!!!!” and then he ripped up my old quiz. (which had about 3 sentences on it) I then proceeded to finish up Spanish hw that was due next period. After school I had a track meet in Brewer. I got 1st in the triple jump, 3rd in the 100m hurdles, 3rd in the 300m hurdles, and 2nd in relay. Then I found my way to Brad’s house and we watched Texas chainsaw massacre and Scary Movie 2. (most def. the best part being: Cindy:: You guys! I’m NOT crazy! *she turns around like a normal person, yet then proceeds to exit the room while waving her arms and screaming; just like a crazy person* I was the only one who laughed hilariously at this part, though. The day before that I just had school and worked afterwards at a middle school track meet. It was cold and boring. Then I went to baby sit and that was long and boring. On Tuesday and Wednesday we had a band trip. I missed 4th period, gym. :o( We drove to Noble high school, which was insanely much better than ours, seeing as theirs was built in 2001, and ours 200 years ago. We spent then night at my cousin’s resort hotel in Wells, which is right on the beach. (they are millionaires…) By pure chance my room was the biggest, with a humongous balcony too. It was crazy. In the middle of the night my roomies and I (Kathleen, Alisa, Nellie, Sophie) were being losers and just like, “girl talking” and playing cards, when our balcony door mysteriously opened. It was really scary, but it was just Martin Dylan and Tom. A ton more people came in throughout the night also, I think at one point we had 16 people. Those on the 3rd floor tied sheets together and James-Bond style climbed down to our balconies from theirs. It was a cool night. I started a “No ice cream diet” and it is SO FREEKIN HARDDDDDD. Hahahahahhahahaha…. *Currently in my freezer we have 3 gallons of ice cream *An ice cream truck was frolicking around my track me yesterday…tempting me… *The people I babysat for have no snack food…only ice cream.. *My grammie gave me $10 today to “Get a small treat of ice cream” *I complained to my dad today that I wanted to stop and get something to eat, and he said “why buy something when we have alllllll that ice cream at home? Can things get any worse? :o)