Hey everybody. Last night's dreams consisted partly of a comical army base prison (where Mr. Thompson was one of the guards o.O) and a church camp scene where I was telling Jacob about Jess's totally Christian friend Paula. Light amusements which I wasn't averted to welcoming into my mind. lolol. Haven't put up an entry in a few days, but ah well. Hung out with Jess this weekend, since we figured we wouldn't see each other for a while after school started. For her, it started today; hope it's been fun so far. (Paula's back, yay!) It's kinda funny, guys, how school starts in a week for us. Zack's going to be a 7th grader, for crying out loud. Gosh, he's grown so fast. And me, I'm going to be a senior. I don't know whether that feels in or out of place, yet. I'm still trying to figure out this summer, and what all of it meant. I can't hardly define what's wrong anymore (damn that ineptitude), but I've been trying. After all, I can't very well count on from 3 to 4 if I don't understand 3 yet. But I will at some time. Think I'm going shopping with Mom on Friday. I went with Jess on Monday, but... well, except for my silver ballerina shoes, I think only Ashley Reel would appreciate what we bought. (And Ash, it's kick ass.) The experience of buying that was a good... lesson of sorts, in itself. (No, Jess, it wasn't that mom attempted to murder me. She actually... didn't. o.O I'm talking about the people we met.) Well, I'm thinking that I'm gonna try to call Meagan. I've been trying to get a hold of Jacob for over a week too, but I can't seem to. Oh well, I'll catch him sometime. I'll see you all on the flip side someday. *waves* If not, at school. Ciao. -Britt