Hello. I feel like I'm writing a letter to someone at the moment, for an odd reason. Maybe I'll figure that one out sometime. Listening to some J-pop and drinking some tea at the present moment. I woke up today after a good sleep, went through some of the songs Mrs. H gave me last Tuesday, and headed to her house for my voice lesson. Then I stopped by Starbucks and came home to find that I had to watch Zack and Austin. Austin was good, and Zack was a butthead. Then I ate supper and got on here. So, all in all, a simple day. Oh yeah, realized that the thing Mrs. H wants me to do is in nine days. Basically, I have nine days to learn the song, then perform it in public in front of judges. That should be.. well, interesting. Oh yeah, haven't even mentioned yesterday. Woke up at Jess Flicky's house, having went to sleep at 5, lol, then we ate lunch in a little bit. Went home after I helped her put up cots, then we met up again and watched the parade later. After that Trish and we ate pizza in the park and messed with Alex, Justin, and Jeff's minds on the phone when they kept randomly calling us like 20 times. Following this, Trish called Michael Militano and we messed with his even more. I told him to guess who I was, and since I was being dry with him he thought I was Christine until I told him I had four inch heels on, lol. Trisha had to tell him who I was (he failed the test Trisha haha)! We watched the fireworks and listened to crappy people on the karaoke (except for one that was REALLY good, kudos to her) for a little while. I was going to take Trish to Jacob's because she didn't have enough gas to get there, and Jess was going too, but I found out on the way out of town that I was in the same boat Trish was. So Trisha and I both went back to our houses. Jacob was going to come pick me up, but it was about to rain, and his Jeep top was down. Which was sad, but I have to admit that I was tired and might not have made pleasant company. My kimono, blankets, peace, and sleep were all very nice to come home to, lol. Everything was but the fact that it stormed here, wouldn't allow my family to set off fireworks at Momma's, and trashed a bunch of limbs around while breaking my brother's huge tent and something else that I can't remember, but at least he wasn't in the tent. (Even though when I was watching him earlier today I was doubting that merciful thought notion. >.< Ok, maybe not, but he was still being a butthead.) I think I'm going to go now, maybe call "Gohan" and talk. Sounds fun, so I think I'll call her up. Cyaz! -"Goku" (don't even ask....)