Halloween Is Coming

In a couple days (3 to be exact) it will be halloween. Which means two things. First and most obvious, the whole halloween thing. Getting dressed up, going trick or treating. But it also means Halloween dance at my school. Now i'm not one to swoon (well..actually...) but my friends are bugging me about taking someone with me to the dance. I dont know why. I've never been anyone's date to a dance and i dont plan to ask. I'm not that desperate. No offence if your a girl and you'd asked a guy to a dance. I just dont think i could see myself doing that. I mean if someone asked me, maybe i'd go (if the guy was decent and we were at least acquaintances) But anywho, even though most people would say i'm too old to be trick or treating, i say, screw them i'm going anyway. i'm being a world war 2 pilot. I'm going with my friends Haley, Rebecca and Kathryn. So thats it for now. By the way, if your looking for a nice easy listening song, try Love Comes To Everyone by George Harrison. I'm listening to it right now and its just a nice song to listen to.

Skinny Jeans

For my birthday, I got skinny jeans. And I dont just mean those kinda tight jeans, I'm talking SKIN TIGHT, FEEL THE HAIRS ON YOUR LEGS! I mean, yeah, they looked good but MY GOD, all through Geography it was 'oh dear God, get these things off of me!". I was counting the minutes on the clock till lunch cuz i didnt want to have to ask permission to the bathroom. So once 11:30 hit, i didnt even take my books, I ran out and into the bathroom and pulled those suckers off! Ah, relief. I sat there for like 10 minutes and then it was like 'damn, forgot my books'. So i pulled the pants of doom back on and went back to the classroom. "You forgot your books" the teacher says."Yes, I know" I say then get the heck out of there. So yeah, my first experience with skinny jeans = not a good one!

The Little French Man

so, lately I've been feeling kinda...down. I dont really know why. School stuff. But today, my buddies Adam and Josh really cheered me up. They probably dont know this and i'd be a wuss if i told them but it really...cheered me up. See, Adam sits beside me and Josh sits behind me so all through math class and pretty much the rest of the day (we have math for like 3 periods) we were cracking jokes and like laughing our butts off. I got all racist (not really) and was calling people irish or french or german or brittish, depending on their last name (im into that kind of stuff) and Josh's last name is a french name so I started calling him "little french man". For a while he didnt like it but after like 45 minutes of me and Adam teasing him and alot of side-splitting laughs, he didnt seem to mind. So, that kinda made my day. Laughing. Its true, laughter is the best medicine...or is it love? if it is love then...i'm probably not gonna have that medicine for a LONG TIME. as i walked home, me and my friend sang "Love Stinks". And its kinda true.