I think it's hilarious when I hear things that people think of me. Two things I've heared recently: Emo and Vegan. Damnit no. I'm a happy smiley person for the most part and put a piece of meat in front of me and I'll devour it. So i asked the people why they'd think that of me. And they said maybe it's the framed glasses or the hemp necklace, but geez their just accesories I enjoy wearing. Nothing more or symbollic. Do i need to get labeled by them? Oh, 'Tis a crazy society. --- My weekend was quite good. Friday, I drove around with Court, Rob, and Krista. We had an amusing drive through this freaky street called Fishwick. It's all secluded and there's no lights. It looks like something from a horrorflick. Nonetheless, we enjoyed it and laughed a whole lot. Then, we came back to my house to eat cashews and whip them at eachother. Next it was off to the pool hall. I want to go there more, it's real sweet. Since my bowling obsession is kind of wearing off, I might start to play pool more. Saturday morning I went down to Southside with Rob and his dad. We checked out this photo gallery which had this amazing exhibit of this guy's frozen images. He'd capture a bullet going through an apple. By far, one of the coolest things I've ever seen. We walked around a little after and got some new york style pizza. Which was fun since I've never been to new york. So i got to pretend for a few bites. Later that night, I went to a local show at the skatepark. The bands were pretty cool and I met a few people, but the best was this Indian guy from Conneticut. But for the most part, the crowd was really lame. I guess you can expect that though. Like girls who would turn their backs to the stage to put on makeup, and guys who spent about 392038 hours on their mohawk (which i guess could be looked at as art or whatever). I don't know. I was in one of those moods that girls get where they criticize everyone. Like i just looked at some of these twelve year old, clearly trying to be so-called "punk" or "emo" kids who think they are so original and unique, but meanwhile theyre just following a trend like everyone else. I swear I saw little clones walking around. *shuts up and apologizes* It was just a mood. I hate being so crtical of people. I ended my night with an awesome online conversation with Matt, sharing our insight on life and the future. I missed those talks with him. I won't lie, I just miss him i guess. Sunday... hmm i forget what I did during the day. I guess it wasn't important enough to stay put in my mind. So on with the blog, I went out with Court and Krista. I got pictures developed at Walmart. It's the best place to go i found, its real cheap and quick and good quality. Walmart: never fails. I got a 8x10 of one of my two photography club pictures. The antique skate one. Unlike the vast majority of the world, I don't mind Mondays at all. It's usually my most optimistic day of the week. We had a socratic seminar in english. I guess my fear of public speaking has subsided, because man i didnt shut up. I had something to say about every single comment. And even better- I felt it was pretty good things I said. People were agreeing with me and following my rambling words. It was a good socratic seminar. I love talking when I'm sure about what I'm saying. Liz, Becca, Ash, and me plotted out a sober rave party we are goi to have. We also decided we are going to wear those fisher price four-wheeler roller skates to the skatepark and see what we can do. Big plans for the future. Okay, next point- we had the first mandatory lacrosse practice. I suprised myself. I was able to get the mile under 8 minutes, which we had to do to make the team. And i pushed myself all the way to the end of practice. It felt good to be doing some physical activity again. I guaruntee I'm not going to be feeling this good tomorrow morning though when I wake up and can't move a sore muscle. =/ Then, i got my hair did. I felt bold and got some bangs which make me happy. Afterwards, I headed up to Carley's with a bunch of cool kids. Rache and me told everyone our crazy family stories. We really do have some insane ones. Like so insane, that you shouldn't tell people. But my words were just spiling out all over the place and I told everyone this story and recieved crazy looks and awkward silences in return. Haha. Stories like when we were little and we would draw clothes on my baby sister with marker. Geez, we were some whacked out little kids. --- I get my wisdom teeth out this wednesday! I'm pretty terrified. So i'll be telling you all about that next entry. If i ever get better. =/ Argh, surgery. I love you all so much. Stay healthy and enjoy it, without imagining me looking like a chipmunk eating only soft food like a ollld person. lol just kidding. Bubye!