This life's not living; living ain't free.

So tell me now, who's my saving one: Jesus or a Gun?

Everything is faded; smiles are fabricated.

I truly do need to upload new photos. I've much work to do yet, so it shall be done later. I only have two other assignments left to do. I think I may be able to finish during my three hours of Study Hall tomorrow. If I can not, I must have been greatly distracted. And to think, I spent Friday with six hours of study hall.

And now for the news:

Friday:

Fire alarm went off in school. Missed twenty minutes or so of school. Alarm continued to go off throughout the remainder of the day.

Went on Art Walk. Great fun. Stole some postcards and a box of Motorola Playign Cards. Met some employees of Haunts. Interesting. I got some candy. We hardcore danced down the streets and sang songs. A man at a gallery taunted us by dancing as he locked the door while we were waiting for it to open.

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends

Saturday:

Drove to Reenie's and then part way to Washington. She and I talked in the back for the rest of the way there. We arrived at our hotel and then went to the American Indian Museum. It was boring to say the most.

Reenie brought me a little Christmas gift: a layered skirt in my monochromatic black tones, a candy cane, a skull with an Ace of Spades card in his top hat with nautica stars around him belt buckle, and some red (grape flavoured) lip gloss [perfect colour for me]. She knows me a bit too well.

We changed our outfits a few times and the left for dinner. Dinner was pleasant. Not much eyecandy (quite like the Art Walk), but the entertainment was marvelous. People sang and then everyone danced. The middle aged black women were a riot. They were breaking it down real freaky. One boy shook his ass a lot, and another seemed to be a skater sort of boy so he kind of danced like he was at a show.

The people who were supposed to be seated beside us left because one of the ladies was a bitch and was complaining because her 'private table for four' was seated next to ours. Their table was switched with a couple's who never showed up. So we took over their table and stole all of their glasses, streamers, adn roses.

Sunday:

I rose at quarter after seven and dressed quietly in the bathroom. I then played on my aptop until the others awoke and made themselves ready for our excursion.

We dined at McDonalds. Reenie and I decided to go to the restroom before we started walking around. On the door, however, there was a machine that told us the door would only open with tokens that could be gotten from the cashier. All of this was to help protedt from the high costs of vandalism; it made us feel so safe. So we asked the cashiers, and they said to just push the door. So we laughed and went in.

We found my brother and father waiting for us because he happened to see a group of older teens with twelve inch mohawks and the like and he didn't want them to hurt us. So we walked onward (quickly because I wanted to see the guy's hair) until we parted.

Upon arriving at the Art Museum, we found that it didn't open for another hour, so we walked back to the Air and Space Museum (my brother and father were there) and we walked around until the Art museum opened. We went through the whole of the East Museum and then went underground to the West Museum and walked around the entirety of that one. We went back downstairs to get some Gelato. We went across the moving sidewalk again for fun, but they wouldn't allow us to bring our gelato so we went back. We had lots of fun with those sidewalks. We then went back through the West Museum and then back to the Air and Space Museum. We walked to the hotel and then drove home.

Reenie and I chilled here until her stepfather came to get her. Then I worked on homework (until now of course). Now I am exhausted and shall retire for the evening.

AHEM. Now for Humor.

Who wants my cherry? (say it with a bit of a ditzy personality)

.....And your phone's not on! (say it with idiotic rage)

::Tap tap:: Been on that floor.

Look a free pen! Let's steal it!

What's an atriary?

Atriary? Where do you see that?

Right there. See? Atriary.

That says atrium. Yes folks, my brother, the ill-lit-trit.