Junior Year: Week 1

~ Spanish
~ Shakespeare
~ Poetry
~ American History
~ Chemistry
~ Philosophy
~ Logic
~ Algebra

So far, Junior year is okay :) I'm hoping to bridge the Gap of the Cliques once and for all this year. You might think I've got my work cut out for me (and...well, maybe I do), but anything's possible.

I wanna try and not get behind or put off my work. So far, I'm doing pretty well, but today was pretty bad. I got a late start and couldn't seem to get motivated. Some personal stuff is giving me a lot of trouble lately. But hey, I am living and learning. (The laughing and loving are the hard parts right now.)

I made a sign in Spanish this afternoon, inviting my family to watch "Gone with the Wind" with me tonight. At least Momma and Daddy showed up :D I really do like that movie, even though it's a total downer. It's a really interesting story. Scarlet o'Hera fascinates me, Rhett Butler amuses me, Melanie Hamilton amazes me and Ashley Wilkes just disgusts me, but it's interesting, especially along with my American History class.

Other News
I missed soccer sign-ups for the first time in nine years.
At least dance starts in a couple of weeks.

I haven't felt that good today for some reason. Just generally pretty down about things and lacking the energetic motivation I had last week and through the weekend. I'm really stressed out. Hopefully things will be better tomorrow.

~Kendra

A Lame Award and Two Good Newses (Lol XD)

I had a soccer game today. More on that later.
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Award Day!!

The I-Know-You-In-Real-Life Award! :D I know, pitifully unoriginal and disappointing. Sorry.


It goes to Cavender, Gracie, Gabrielle, Lizzy, Ellie B, Meggie, Mr. Chris, Tori, David Bailey, Anna Lee, Cassie Roads, Nicole, Lisabailey and Ember! It's great knowing you guys!
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So, I had a soccer game today. We played the team with all the really good Mexican kids on it. (I'm not being racist, I'm just saying they're all REALLY GOOD where I live.) It was coached by a college guy named Luis, who's pretty much a soccer legend in my town. I didn't think we would win.

Which is why it surprised me when we did.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D I actually did okay this game, too!! Ben (The Dare Devil) even told me I did well, and he never says that unless it's true. Especially at soccer. He doesn't talk to me that much at soccer. So yay!! :)

Lizzy's party was today, but because of the soccer game, I missed pretty much all of it :( Ah well. It's times when she gets all her friends together that I actually like being the oldest. I get a lot of reverent looks from the younger ones when I tell them I'm a sophmore XD

No play practice today, but I have it tomorrow.

OH!! I didn't tell you about Thursday night. Okay, so, Thursday night at play practice, we started at the beginning of the show, and just did it up until a certain point with singing, dancing, lines and everything. My part came. Man, my heart was pounding, but I sang it out. (I actually sing better when I sing loud.) I sounded fine! I was so relieved. The second time through wasn't as good. I got a little nervous for no reason, and I didn't sing very loud, so I couldn't hit some notes :-/

We took a five minute break, and Matt (who's playing Shang, the main guy character) came up to me and told me, "Girl, you can sing! You sound good! You just gotta sing loud."

That made me feel SO GOOD. I was definitely beaming for a while. I was so afraid that I just sounded really bad, but apparently I sound fine. What a relief! And it was nice of Matt to encourage the New Girl.

Sorry. That was random and you probably don't care XD

That's all! Thanks for reading! Bye!

YAYY!! And Awards

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:O We won our first soccer game today. :O

Did you hear me? WE WONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

More on this after Award Day.

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Well, two awards are to be given out today. Who will they go to? Hmm... >:D

JUSTAGIRL4GOD for her flattering interest in "The W Chronicles: Walls"! She gets the Kaelie Kayla Morgan Award for being fun and sparkly just like her! Congratulations, justagirl4god!

The next award belongs to...Drumroll, please.

Illunse for being a fellow language-lover! She gets the Logophile Award! (That's actually "word-lover", but oh well XD)

Congratulations, y'all! :)

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So, back to soccer.

Not counting last year's amazing season, that's the sixth game I've won in my whole life. ALRIGHT! I am *SO* happy!! Way to go Josh-from-class (The Nice Guy) for scoring two awesome goals! I kind of missed the other two...don't know how that happened...I was out, asking the principal of the school that I took drivers' ed at about my certificate to get my permit. The one that that guy let expire without telling me? Yeah. That one ;)

The game went pretty well. We could definitely work on teamwork, but hey, we won, right? I got shot in the face pretty good. It didn't hurt exactly; it was just one of those I'll-Be-Fine-As-Soon-As-I-Can-Feel-My-Nose-And-Lips-Again things. I walked off the field and my mom gave me her seat for a second. I just sat there with my eyes closed, waiting to feel something, and I was like, "Was that Zach?" (He's...really good. And a hard kicker. And on my team, yay.) My mom and like three other moms sitting around were like, "Yeah." Lols :-/ I was perfectly fine like two mintues later. It's all good.

WE WON! :) Really, that is exciting, because I thought we were gonna lose every game. Of course, the other two teams we'll be facing...*crosses fingers and looks doubtful of sucess* We shall see.

Play practice was fine this morning. More choreogrpahy, but it was the same dance, so it was pretty much just review. That was good since I had to leave early to go to the soccer game, lol!

No babysitting tonight, hallelujah. (Did I spell that right? I never can.) I found out that Matt and Katie's ("little brother" and "little sister") mom recommended me as a babysitting to another family, so my babysitting might get to be more frequent. We'll see. The kid sounds adorable. He's four. I don't really know who it is yet. I guess I'll find out if they call, lol! At the soccer field, one mom that I know asked me, "So did you get a call about babysitting for that family yet?" I was like, wow, how does she know about that?? I just found out in the car! (And she wasn't the person who recommended me, either.)

Welcome to [insert the name of my tiny town], where everyone knows everything about everyone, sometimes before you do. I honestly love it.

Sorry I'm all over the place today. I know this is a huge and rambling post. Mostly I'm just keeping a record for myself at this point.

My mom is making chicken and dumplings for dinner. They are SOOOO good. She makes the best ones EVER. Wow, I can't wait. And I hate eating, so you know if I'm looking forward to it, it's GOOD.

Well, I guess I'll go now. I need to take a shower. I feel sweaty.

Sorry. You didn't need to know that.

I'm so...hyper. Must be a runner's high. Talk to you guys later!! Vote on the poll!

~Kendra (I am NOT risking this post being deleted by putting my normal signature up. Sorry.)

Remembering and Overwhelming

Even before Question Day, I'd like to say something very important:

Eight years ago today, something terrible happened. Evil poluted the minds of some people, and the result was death and destruction for thousands. We can't forget it, no matter how horrible it was.

The more terrible a thing is, the more it needs to be remembered, lest history repeat itself.

So let's all pause a moment and remember. Remember those who died on September 11th.
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Question Day:

This question brought to you by: Moon Shaw!

Question: "How many sports do you play?"
Answer: Hmm...WELL >:D

I played T-ball from the time I was four until I was about six, maybe seven.

When I was seven, I started playing soccer, and LOVED it, even though I have won a grand total five games (no joke) in my entire eight year's worth of playing (not counting last year when we were undefeated, lol).

Some of my friends got into tennis when I was like ten, so I played a season of that. Loved it, but I wasn't serious enough to continue with matches and stuff.

At age eleven, I tried out basketball, but since I'd never played before, I had no idea what was going on >.< All my sports knowledge was based on soccer. I never figured out that in basket ball, you play offense AND defense depending on what side of the court you're on.

The spring after that, I did softball. That would have been okay if we had one at least ONE game (we didn't) and our pitchers could get the ball over the plate (they couldn't)...

I've been dancing since I was two and a half.

So, to make a LOOOOOOOOOONG-could-have-been-short and answer short, I play soccer and dance (tap, ballet, and jazz/hip-hop) and I LOVE them both. I would be horrified if I had to chose between them (although dance would win in a heart beat).
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I got all my school work (except Latin...) done today! YAY! Latin is killing me. I used to be so good at it! I think I just got too comfortable with it, and stopped working on it. Then all the hard stuff came at once and now I'm so overwhelmed I don't want to start trying again :-/

I have play practice tonight for the first time since Sunday! Yay! And then I have it again tomorrow at 10am. Then I have a soccer game at 2pm.

Then I have play practice Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday.
Then I have it Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. Including on Lizzy's THIRTEENTH birthday, AND her special birthday dinner! *MOAN*

I have so much going on! Soccer practice, dance classes, play practice, soccer games, school, babysitting, writing.

*shriek/moan of agony*

The problem is I LOVE it all! Love it! There's no way at ALL I will EVER give up dance (EVER), and soccer is only for a few weeks. I love the play and I want to do more later. School isn't really a quitable option, lol! I physically CANNOT stop writing, Like, I really CAN'T. Babysitting is so much. I love kids, I love being around lots of friends, and I love having extra "brothers" and "sisters".

*moan*

Sorry. I'm dumping.

No writing to speak of.

Cavender is grounded :(

Byee :D

~Kendra (my signature is being stupid and did something weird that caused this post to be erased FOUR TIMES. Yes. FOUR. You are reading the FIFTH time I have written this same stinkin' thing. FIFTH!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!)

Imagination and Irritation

Memory Day! Peek into my past... ( ;) )

When I was about ten years old and Lizzy was eight, my parents left us home for an hour or so to go to band practice for our church. Things were fine at home for a little while, but then Lizzy and I heard a noise coming from my dad’s office. It sounded like my dad talking on the phone, so we weren’t bothered by that, until we remembered that our dad wasn’t home. Then we sort of freaked out a little. Lizzy demanded that I go and check in my dad’s office to see if someone was there. After a lot of arguing and freaking out together, I did. I didn’t see anyone, but both of us were convinced we had heard someone.

The rest of the night we kept hearing people! Upstairs, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, in our parents’ bedroom. We finally decided that the intruders had to be invisible. It was the only explanation. I had actually been doing some research on invisibility cloaks for a story I was writing, so unfortunately I knew that being invisible was actually possible. Lizzy and I ended up calling our parents, who were more than little ticked off at me for getting us both all scared.

For a long time after that, I really believed that there were people in my house wearing invisibility cloaks. That’s definitely one of the downsides to having a powerful imagination.

So, yes; I've pretty much always been this paranoid and, um, creative :)
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FIRST: Thanks for following Lisabailey! You rock!! ;)

FIRST AND A HALF (because "second" sounds too late): Thanks to Bethany for making the wonderful new header for the blog! Yayayayayayayay! I love it! Do you? She says she likes working with photoshop, so if you have the need for a banner as well...

Classical went well today. Our class is really back to its regular self, which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside XP It does, okay?! I love how we all laugh with and at each other, and so much more. Most of us have been together since eight grade, and some of us from even elementary school. We're a pretty tight bunch ;D

There was a Latin quiz this week. Some of you may know that Latin was not exactly my focal point this week. Let's just say, I studied lightly at the most. So, when the teacher announced that the Latin quiz was today, it was one of those You're-Joking-Right?-Please-Be-Joking-Oh-No,-You're-Not moments for me. Despite my horrors, I actually did pefectly fine. The quiz was EASY.

The logic quiz...hmm...In my defense, whoever wrote the book is a flat-out HORRIBLE teacher with NO LOGIC EXPERIENCE or GOOD WRITING EXPERIENCE WHATSOEVER. All he talks about is crap like Simple Aprehension and Verbal Expressions and Comprehension vs. Extension and all this junk that has to be put into confusing over-lapping categories! I HATE IT! I *love* logic, so when someone like Mr. What'sHisName comes along and writes a terrible logic book (which we frequently have to change in class because it's INCORRECT), it makes me MAD. Can you TELL?

Lol. Sort of. No, actually, you know what? Not lol.

Other than that, today has been fine. The teacher really loved my "Paradise Lost" paper, which is a major YAY because I loved the book. I hate it when I write a bad paper for a good book.

Tonight I have soccer practice :-/ Normally I don't dislike soccer at all. Normally, I actually love it by this time. The only problem is our coach isn't a great coach. He's not BAD, and he's really nice, he's just not the best coach in the world. So, I feel like we never really learn much. AND, he doesn't make us run, which might be a good thing, except that it means that I'll just STAY out shape instead of improve. Humph.

Desirae Mayes story: I think I wrote some last night, not much, but some. It's going okay. Still not great, and I doubt it will go anywhere. Still, it's good to be writing SOMETHING again, you know?

No play practice tonight :( None, actually, until Friday! *sob*

Hmm...I think that's all for now, folks. The What Disney Movie is Your Favorite? poll is about to expire, so if you'd like to cast your vote, go for it! So far 18 people have voted, which is an all-time high for me :) Yay and thanks, y'all!

Carpe diem!

Advice Day!

Advice Day:

"Is all fair in love and war? Remember, you can't have a double standard." ~Kendra Logan :D
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Well, school work dragged on today, but totally due to procrastination. I could have been done at 2instead of 4, but, hey, this is ME we're talking about.

No soccer practice tonight. We're going to have it Thursday night at the same time as another team so we can scrimmage. I have play practice tonight, though: 7-9:30. We're getting our schedules. It turns out I don't have to come to every practice. Yay! I'll know which ones I do need to come to when I get the schedule.

I'm going to try to get in some good writing today. Or, I was. Lizzy just called downstairs and told me that supper is in five minutes -.- Then play practice, then print out junk for school tomorrow, then bed. :( Will I ever get back to writing anything?? I hope so.

Friday will come sooner than we all think, and I still don't have a question to answer for Question Day...*hint hint* :)

Well, I just got the dinner call. I'll talk to you all later! Maybe tonight if something REALLY exciting happens at play practice!

Advice Day

Today begins the new Days! :O Excited? I am!
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Advice Day:
Source: Me
"Promising is for liars. If you're always honest, you don't have to mention it."
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Today was interesting. Kind of weird. I don't know why at all, it just was. School went okay. Just weirdly. I finished math in 30 minutes (record time) and only had four wrong.

Tonight I'm going to a revival service at this other church because our church band has been invited to play. At 8 o'clock, I have soccer.

I know this is pretty much the most boring and unemotional post ever, but something is weird with me right now. I feel like a robot or something. Whatever.

I'll post tomorrow if I'm not dead from soccer ;) Just kidding. It's not that bad.

Remember, please, please, PLEASE!! ask as many questions as you can think of (or just one) in a comment for Question Day. Otherwise, there will BE no question day...haha :)

First School Days and Chicken Glaze

Picture Day:

So, there's this puzzle that's all put together--finally. Every piece is in perfect place, each one fits into the next just as it shoud, there aren't any wrinkles or gaps, and everything is just right. Except suddenly there's a giant piece missing...

Hi! Well, lots of news!

Soccer went...well, pretty fine! The coach is very nice, and he doesn't make us run at all, which is good for me in the short run, but not the long run. He's also not a particularly good coach, but I've had WAAAAY worse, so it's all good.

I bought some ADORABLE new tennis shoes yesterday, and I'm planning to run every day. Since I won't be running at soccer practice, I guess I'll have to get into shape somehow else.

SCHOOL UPDATE: Well, it was okay. Definitely overwheming and there's a lot to do each week. I'm not really excited about the main subjects, and logic isn't the kind I like at all. My teacher does a great job, she's just not my favorite teacher for some reason. I really liked having my dad last year; having a guy teacher was awesome, and the boys acted differently (better), too.

So, pretty much, it was a disappointment :'( Still, I thought Challenge I was going to totally suck and it was AMAZING, so, you never know!

We called Ellie at lunch and put her on speaker-phone, so she got to "eat lunch with us" even though she wasn't there. That was awesome.

Several times, I glanced around at Taylor to ask him something with my eyes, but he wasn't there. No further comment on this issue.

In a minute, I'm going to go outside and kick the soccer ball around with my dad before taking a quick shower.

Okay, I gotta tell this story from dinner.

So, we were having a really fun dinner, laughing and joking, and then Daddy started reading the Bible (we're in Revelation, which is my favorite book, and Lizzy *hates* it). Well, all the sudden, I look down at my arm and it's all nasty and greasy. I'm like,

"What the heck? What *is* this??" I'm kind of laughing and freaking out at the same time.

Then my mom is like, "It's in your hair!" And there's all this grease in my hair. Then we all look at the little cup of nasty chicken-juice sitting by my plate, and we're like, *groan*. So, I use like a million napkins, and we're all sort of chuckling. Then, I'm just like,

"Okay, I am just taking a shower after a while."

Mom: "Why don't you just go over to the sink and rinse that piece of hair really quick?"

So, I go over and start sink-washing. And my dad just cracks up. I'm like,

"What is so funny??"

He's just howling and he's like, "It really is funny!"

Me: "It is NOT--okay...yeah, it really is."

More really hard laughing.

Okay, maybe you had to be there.

At any rate, I think my life could totally be turned into a sitcom.

That's all for now! TTYL!

Losing Losers

*swallows hard* Soccer practice is tonight at 8 o'clock. Not only is Ben-from-class on my team, so is Josh-from-class and all Josh-from-class's awesome siblings (at least the high-school-aged ones). Their family is insanely talented in soccer, and Ben isn't a bad goalie himself, so I think we have a really good team even though I don't know who else is on the team. Except me. But I hardly count. I don't do anything stupid, but I'm not really good either, so I'm kind of like a 0. I don't subract from the team's goodness, but I don't add to it either.

I am so nervous. This is gonna be horrible. The coach is gonna make us run suicides or something and I'm gonna finish dead last and then throw up or something. Omg, this is so awful. Why did I even sign up for soccer? I'm so out of shape. This is awful. Oh my gosh. *MOAN*

*clears throat* Well, um, on a lighter note, I just finished watching 17 Again. I really love that movie. Every other line is a LOL, and the moral of the story is great. If you can get past the billions of inuendos, lol ;) Luckily Lizzy doesn't pick up on half of it, or I'd feel really creepy watching it with her. That's why I didn't want her coming with me to see it in the theater. I was so glad my mom hadn't made me take her, too. I wouldn't have been able to enjoy the movie knowing my impressionable little sister was watching in the next seat.

I did the 16 pages of pre-class biology today. I love the science book. It's written by the same guy as last year's was. The way he phrases things is really easy to understand, but it's still complicated stuff so I feel like I've actually learned something when I'm finished.

After school starts tomorrow, I might not be able to post as often. I'm not sure. I'd still like to post every day, and I'll try, but I'm not sure how hard this year is going to be. We'll just have to see.

In honor of school starting tomorrow, let me post a quick class "cast" and an unfair stereotype to them to help you follow me if I start using names.

1. Me - The Bigmouth
2. Ben - The Dare Devil
3. Tori - The Pretty One
4. Josh - The Nice Guy
5. Amanda - The Normal One
6. Kirsten - The Genius
7. Chris - The Clown
8. Jessie - The Good One
9. David - The Youngest
10. Alex -
11. Cassidy -

Yeah, that's our class. Alex (she's a girl) and Cassidy are new this year, so I don't know about them yet.

Writing that list almost made me cry. Know why? Because two very, very, VERY important people aren't on it. Ellie B and Taylor (he's a guy) aren't going to be in class this year. Y'all "know" Ellie. She's a follower and one of my best friends. She's been going to my school since 7th grade. We've started school together every year since middle school. She's awesome. She's part of the class.

And she won't be there this year.

Taylor goes back wayyy farther. We've known each other since we were five (wow, a whole decade), and done school together since we were like seven. We've both been going to THIS school since fifth grade, and every year as long as I can really remember, he's been in my class. We aren't amazing friends or anything, we don't even talk to each other that much. But we're exactly alike. EXACTLY ALIKE. I honestly can't imagine school without him there, asking the question I was opening my mouth to ask, finishing my sentence, giving me the word I was looking for when I'm talking, making the same stupid mistakes as me in math, helping me remember what I was going to say even though I hadn't said it, glancing at each other when someone says something stupid.

I don't mean to get all...memory-lane on you guys, but...all the sudden, it feels really wrong to be starting school without him. It'll be like half the class is gone, not to mention half my brain. We don't like each other all that much, we never talk, don't each lunch together, don't even see each other outside of class, but I'm really gonna miss him. Way more than I ever imagined. In some ways, more than Ellie. I'll still call Ellie and talk to her like every day, and we'll get together sometimes, but Taylor...I might never really see him again.

I don't know what to do about that. It's not like I want to hang out with him, it's just that I feel like I shouldn't be starting school without him. He's always been there, and I kind of figured he always would be.

Gosh, I hate this. I hate it when people leave that you never even knew you cared anything about. You know how whenever I get an email or Facebook fill-out and the question is "What are you most afraid of?" I always put "losing people"? Well, this is why.

I HATE this. Why can't everyone just stay where they are forever? What is so great about changing, growing up, being a LOSER and LEAVING? What is the deal?

*sigh*

I guess I'm done posting. Sorry for ranting.

Soccer in 2 hours and forty-nine minutes.

Carpe diem. You never know who's gonna just not show up next year.

My Life, the Pscho Mystery Story?!

So...today was...weird to say the least. Wow. Just really weird.

The weirdness started last night. I mean, I guess. I don't remember. Which is the weirdest part! Okay, so apparently last night went just like any other night pretty much. I went to bed, and then read Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports for a really, really long time. I went to the bathroom right before turning off the light, and on my way back to my room, I heard this creepy hissing noise, so real and so close that my blood ran cold. I whirled around, hoping I wouldn't actually see anything, but in the middle of the big downstairs room, is a tall something. More blood running cold. The thing hissed again, and this time it sounded like, "Hey."

It was Lizzy.

I was pretty ticked off at her for freaking me out. I was only half conscious anyway because I'd been reading Max like a fiend trying to get as far into it as I could before I passed out asleep. My mind was working in creepy ways, going about bird kids and mutants and evil scientists and sneaky Erasers and junk like that, so having Lizzy sneaking around the house at night really didn't help the situation much.

But, I digress.

I went to sleep after a while of lying in bed, wondering why I was still awake. When I finally went to sleep, I had millions and millions of very fast, very flashy, very creepy, very intense dreams. They had to do with everything from twin brothers who fought to air vents flying off to big spiders to my friend Gabrielle evangelizing. And a **TON** of stuff that I can't clearly remember.

I woke up with a jolt, kind of warm and cozy and disoriented. Then, my stomach hurt like crap. Not like I was gonna be sick, like someone was cutting open my insides. It hurt really bad. But I must have dozed off again because I woke up when my mom came in and opened the blinds saying, "I'm so sorry, I forgot, you have soccer practice at 10 and it's five till right now." I opened my eyes and was once again greeted by the knife-in-the-gut sensation.

"My stomach hurts," I said. My mom was sympathetic, but still kind of hurrying me to get to soccer. I went to the bathroom, but my stomach still hurt really bad. I wondered if my mom had overslept or something since she and my dad hadn't gotten back until really late the night before. They'd been helping at a wedding rehearsal and hadn't gotten back until 12:34. Funny time, isn't it?

Well, my stomach was still slicing itself up even as I tried to get ready for soccer. It really hurt, and I didn't think I'd be a very good addition to the team, so I ended up calling the coach and leaving a message explaining why I didn't go to practice.

After a while, my stomach felt better, and I read some Max (finished it actually) before lunch.

The day went on pretty usual from there. Lots of reading and talking, though no computer at all, which was weird.

At 4:45 I started getting ready to go to this wedding we had to go to tonight (I just got back from it). I put on my new dress (you saw it yesterday) and all that good stuff. We went to the wedding. On the way, I started having really weird feelings about my parents getting home so late. It almost seemed like they didn't get home late, and that was just a dream. I had dreamed so much...I couldn't be sure. So, I asked.

"What time did you guys get home last night? Was it really late?"

Daddy sort of shrugged, eyes on the road. "It was a little after 8, I guess." He turned to my mom. "Wouldn't you say?" She agreed.

For the second time that day, my blood ran cold. What?? They hadn't gotten home at 12:34? But...but I had been so sure! I remember it! I remebered them--Wait, I remembered them coming home at 12:34, but I didn't remember anything else...

"Uhm, so you didn't come home at 12:34?" I asked. Daddy frowned.

"Uh, no," he said. I was getting a little weirded out.

"Oh....'kay...Well, what did we do last night?" I asked.

The whole family kind of looked at me.

"Momma and Daddy brought home those strawberry popsicle things..." Lizzy prompted. That faintly ran a bell...

"We watched about an hour of What Not to Wear," my mom reminded me.

"And that new episode of Phineas and Ferb," Daddy said.

I know I was looking at them like they were speaking Russian, but I didn't remember any of that! They had to be kidding me. Or maybe I was kidding me...but how can you kid yourself?

"You don't remember this?" Daddy asked. I stared at him and shook my head. He went on, "I was downstairs in the unfinished part of the basement, trying to fix the air conditioning? You said goodnight to me, then went into your room and closed the door?"

I frowned and nodded slowly, "Now that you mention it, I remember that."

My mom nodded. "Is it starting to come back now?"

Still, frowning, I had to answer, "Uh...no, not really."

They didn't seem nearly as alarmed about this whole thing as I was.

The wedding was beautiful, and the food was good, but I didn't get enough, so I'm still hungry, which for some reason is the best feeling to me. One of my favorite feelings is to be really tired and really hungry when I'm going to bed in the summer. I have NO IDEA why.

I also have no idea what happened last night, or why I had such insane, fast-flashing dreams, or why I don't remember anything that happened last night except strawberry popsicles and my dad fixing the air conditioning. I'm kind of scared.

Why can't I remember that random little piece of time?

Did the dreams mean anything?

Will I remember what happened tonight when I wake up?

Did my stomach pains this morning have anything to do with it all?

I know this probably sounds like some insane mystery book and not at all like real life, but that's me for you, I guess. Even though this is creepy and freaky, it's kind of...well...exciting, too. I hope this turns out to be something really awesome and not just a random brain fart or something. Hmm...

But then again, I hope it's not something serious, like brain failure...

Just keep me in your thoughts...and hopefully tonight will keep itself in my thoughts, too...

Shopping. Yeah, AGAIN.

FIRST OF ALL, THANK YOU BETHANY, AN AWESOME FELLOW-BLOGGER, FOR FOLLOWING THE BLOG!!! YAY!!! I AM SO HAPPY! HENCE THE CAPITALS!!!

Anyway...

Challenge Day! Challenge: do 100 crunches.

This is in honor of soccer starting tomorrow. I figured something exercise-related would be good.
I am so nervous about soccer. The coach forgot about me, so the team has already had two practices without my knowledge. I'm in horrible shape, and it the coach makes us run a bunch, I don't know what I'll do. *moan* I'm on a team with a guy from my class named Ben, who was on my team last year. At least I don't have to worry about looking stupid in front of him--he saw it all last year anyway. *sigh*

My poison ivy is doing incredibly well! Yay for the small-town store with homemade soap! The poison ivy soap is amazing. It works crazy-well.

So, today, I went shopping again. Lizzy's and my mom's birthdays are coming up, so my grandma took them shopping. I decided to go with them, and my mom bought me (sort of) some more school clothes. And one random dress. I'm considering posting more pictures...hmm...I'll ask Lizzy.

She said okay. So, here:

*MOAN* Only now I feel like such a vain girl who wants to show off. :( Not true. I just usually hate shopping and all the sudden I'm going all girly and loving it and I want to document it! *moans again* Please don't hate me...

Me in a dress. *gasp* YES, ME, IN A DRESS.

My Michael Jackson shirt XD What can I say? He's the King of Pop.

Pig tails XD And, yeah.

Other than shopping, worrying about soccer, and OH, YEAH, I got the next two Maxiumum Ride books, and so far, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports is excellent. <3>

That's about it. Pray for soccer, and thanks for the prayers about my poison ivy! That's clearing up nicely. Also, thanks for voting on the Name the Assassin Girl poll. Looks like Kieran is still ahead...

Audition??

NAME DAY!! I'm actually going to do three names: Chandar, Vega, and Levant. Their meanings? Sun, falling star, and moon. Isn't that great? Sun, moon and star! If I decide to use the name Vega for my assassin girl, her brothers will be Chandar and Levant.

I remembered the big thing I wanted tot tell y'all! Remember when I said I was thinking about becoming an actress? And how I might want to do some plays at the community theater coming up? Well, I got a little card in the mail about the play Mulan! The auditions are on the 28th, and I think I'm going to go. I have to sing sixteen bars of a song, and then a short dance combo is going to be taught. My mom says I can sing, and I've been doing dance all my life, so I guess I'm going. I don't think I'm an *amazing* singer, my range isn't very good, but I can sure carry a tune.

I'm super excited. What should I sing? Yikes! Mulan!

I also have poison ivy :'( All over my left ankle. And now my face is itching and there is a bump under my nose. I'M ITCHING EVERYWHERE! AHHH!! *moan* I've had poison ivy before, all over my face. It is NOT FUN, let me tell you. My dad is pretty allergic, and sometimes when he gets poison ivy in one place, he'll break out in all the places he's ever had it. What if that happens to me? What if I get it all over again? WHAT IF IT'S STILL THERE FOR THE AUDITIONS??

Sorry. I freak out about this stuff. (In case you A: haven't figured that out yet or B: don't know me personally.)

So, I found out when soccer practice starts. This Saturday at 10am. *MOAN* I am so out of shape it isn't even FUNNY. I'm going to die. DIE, I TELL YOU. HOW CAN I GET IN SHAPE IN TWO DAYS??

Sorry, sorry. I'm in the freaking out mood today apparently.

Under my nose is REALLY itching...

Harrpy Potter is getting a little better. I don't hate him anymore, and I really, really love Draco Malfoy, just like I thought I would. Evil little cuss >:D

The W Chronicles is going alright, too. I wrote a little of the first series, Woods.

Kieran and Vega tied for the names for my assassin girl (series Wars). I'm setting up another polls just between those two names. Sorry if it seems like this is going on and on.

Picture Day won for the favorite with 6 votes, followed closely by Name Day (yay!) with 5. Quote Day came in next with 3 votes, then God Day at 2 and Challenge Day with 1. Looks like Word Day and Carpe Noctem Day are OUT! Fine by me! But, I do need two days to replace them. I have some ideas, but I'd really like to hear yours. Leave a comment if you would, or email me at livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com as usual. There may be an award for best idea...

So, if you would, vote once more on the poll for the assassin girl's name. Vega (VAY-ga) or Kieran (kee-ERH-in)? And if you have any ideas for what to do in place of Word Day and Carpe Noctem Day, let me know!

Muchas gracias!
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P.S. I also wouldn't mind an occasional prayer about the audition? And the poison ivy...Lol :)

Sdrawkcab Names :)

Omg, guess what?? I went out to look at my garden today and was TOTALLY BLOWN AWAY! I had:

-six HUGE zucchini (two and half inches thick and some a foot long)
-six gorgeous yellow squashes
-two big green peppers

YAY!! Who knew my garden whim would become such a success?? Not me, that's for sure.

Today started out really boring. I got up at 9:15-ish, ate two Straberry PopTarts, got on the computer, did a bunch of nothing, made my bed, ate lunch (chips, salsa, and a Go-Gurt), got back on the computer, went outside to sweep the front porch and back patio (which is ridiculously HUGE and hard to sweep), came inside, ran around trying to get my endurance up (more on that later), did a bunch of crunches (more on that later, too), went out and picked my garden (already said more on that), and now I'm here.

Over-all, the day hasn't been too bad. I actually did stuff besides computer, which always makes me feel good.

The reason I'm trying to get my endurance back up is this: a couple of days ago, Daddy says, "Oh, Kendra, don't let us forget to sign you up for soccer." And I'm like *blink* "Oh yeah. Uh-oh."

Every year, I swear I'm going to STAY IN SHAPE until next soccer season, and every year, I don't. Soccer rolls around and I'm the last one to finish laps, and I meet back up with everyone gasping for breath.

I made a similar promise not to sit around all summer this year, but summer's almost over and that's what I've done! Yikes!

So, starting today, I'm going to exercise daily, a little harder every day. Soccer will NOT catch me unprepared THIS year.

:D

About the crunches, well, I used to pride myself on how strong my stomach muscles were, but since I've been so lazy lately, I'm afraid they're going to be pitiful for dance "season" coming up in September. Yeah, SEPTEMBER, but it's never too early to get in shape.

I did some sit-ups and stuff on vacation (did I mention that? I don't remember.), and I was sore the next day. Today, I wanted to see if that had improved my ab-strength at all. It has! Yay! I did 100 crunches without cramping up. Hooray for being in shape (ish)! I'm going to try to keep this up.

Well, today is *looks at calender* wait, it's Thursday? Oh, whoops. So yesterday was Wednesday, and I put a picture up thinking it was Tuesday.

I'm so out of it.

Okay, so here's the quote for yesterday:

"Talking with you is sort of the conversational equivalent of an out of body experience." -Bill Watterson

Hahaha, I think that's so funny!

Okay, NAME DAAAAAAAAY! *crowd goes wild*

The name of the day is...

Neveah

It's "heaven" spelled backwards. Isn't that creative?

Hmm, I wonder what you get if you spell other stuff backwards...

Evol (Love)
Sterces (Secrets)
Enigami (Imagine)
Dirot (Torid)

Whoa, some of those are really cool! I actually really like those! Enigami (ee-NIH-gah-mee) is probably my favorite. Then Sterces (STIR-sees). Then Dirot (DEER-ot). Then Evol (ee-VOHL).

I think they could all work for a boy or a girl (except Enigami; that sounds like a girl's name to me).

That was actually really fun. But now I better go before I just start rambling. *sigh*

Carpe--you know the drill ;P