11 . 14 a.m. Does anybody pray? Oh life is waiting for you. This week. Hm. Not bad. Fairly good. I ripped my pants ( =o! ) at the American West Heritage Center farm that we went to for a field trip. We were playing Tug-o-War and my pantses ripped. ( =[ ) Oh well. xD Wanna good read? Read [Ask The Lovers]. It's a great story. Anyway. Monday I had school and it was unbearingly boring and then on Tuesday we went to the American West Heritage Center, and then on Wednesday, the band and I went to Kent Concert Hall to practice. Then, that night, we played. =Þ So then we came home and Minnie and Allie were downstairs waiting to be fed and we couldn't find Mickey. The back door was open. I was crying my eyes out and calling him and our outside cat was up around me, rubbing her head against my leg trying to make me feel better, but I was so sad. And then at 3 in the morning, my daddy put him on me and I'm all... CLING! So yeah. It's all good. He was dirty though. So then on Thursday, it was school, and then on Friday, there was a graduate student from New Zealand who was staying with our friends and it was her birthday so we went to the party. And of course we stayed until midnight; we were the last to leave. So yesterday I hung out with Jo and we did lotsa fun stuff and now it's TODAY. So yeah. Baiiizorz. ♥//sharpie