Catcher in the Rye

Once again, I'm bored out of my skull. So I decided to go read a book, or *ding* study for the HSA. But, on account of me being 11, I've blown it off for about a week. Don't worry, I'll go read. Kay, here's how the story went, after my first swim meet, and I was extremely tired, we went to go to my parent's friend's house. When we arrived I fell asleep for like about 2 hours. My friend's who were like 15 had this book, the Catcher in the Rye. And it looked boring, but I was bored. The perfect match. I started reading it, and it was, " okay ". We had to leave after that. Months later, on my spring break, I got bored again, and so of course I had to go read. I went to my brother's book shelf, [ he has an " okay " taste in books]. I found the book Catcher in the Rye and now here I am. I'm on the about some where around 150th page. Kay, bye peoples. I have to go study [ yea right] and read.

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After a VERY LONG jog this morning, [ okay, WALK], I still have to go to aulea. Sob :( My whole body is very ache-y, so very achey-ful. Just imagine, I get to do this for another 2 weeks. Joy. I'd rather sleep, but I'm in too much pain to do so. I just wanna watch my television. :) But, unfortunately I have to sprint. How fun. I got to go drown now, toodles.

Remix

I'm so ticked because I have two remixes of the same song, but I DON'T HAVE THE ORIGINAL! Both versions have this one section where it's like half of the song, and it's just an U.R.N. otherwise known as an unidentified roaring noise. It's so loud, and if you play the song more than once, you'll go deaf. Even if you turn the volume down, you'll still go deaf. A win-win situation huh? I'm going to go listen to the radio and see if I can hear anything.

HUNGARY

I'm so HUGNRY!!!! I just ate dinner, but I have this empty space inside of me!! And I don't mean that in a soap-opera-ish way. I want to eat some kind of junk food, but then again, I wouldn't want to accidentally break the scale when I weigh myself. I took my mom's advice and ate something " healthy ". It's not half bad. But then again, it doesn't beat the taste of something salty and made out of potatoes. I've learned something really important today. . . . . . I would NEVER last on a diet. :)

From anxious to noxious

I've gone from anxious to noxious. I feel.... what's the word.... icky. So very icky-ful. My tummy is leading a boycott against me, and my head, well let's just say that I'm hoping to not attract any firemen. And what's even worse, is that my goggles broke. Right in the middle. So now I'm sick, and I'm totally blind under water. And I haven't even gone to the worst part yet. I'M HUNGRY! Can you believe that? I'm gonna go get food, the edible kind, and for my goggles? Well, nothing you can't fix with a glue gun.

Bored out of my skull

As you all know..... I am bored out of my skull. Come to think of it, whoever made up the saying, bored out of my skull, was most likely bored out of their skull at the time too. I'm looking at all the toys I have laying on the ground. Then I realize, that I haven't played with them since I was like, I don't know, 5? And I'm pretty sure that I've out grown the interest of Barbies by now. Can you believe that I'm so bored that I'll actually write something in my blog? Excuse me, I have to go watch grass die.

Anxious days

So here I am, once again, waiting for my Punahou letter. I wait some more. I check my watch, what seems to have been hours, was only 3 minutes. Look at me, [ okay, " visualize " me] I'm so pathetic. But like I always say, I don't care what people think of me. So here I am, once again, waiting for my Punahou letter. The suspension is killing me, and the tension is slowly, slowly, slowly, building up inside of me until I LOSE MY MIND! Although, I think I got past that stage already. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go hit my head against a wall.

spring break hysteria

It's Sunday, the day before spring break starts. When you're at school, you feel like you really need a break, but really, after the first couple of days, you kind of actually start to miss your teachers nagging you about your homework. So now, I'm just sitting here, at home, on my chair, typing the first page of my blog. Another sign of my hysteria of spring break. At first I thought of a million things I could possibly do, but now that I'm actually on spring break, I'm just spacing out. Come to think of it, I'm gonna go hibernate.