Well finals are finally done! I'm glad we don't have much school left but I hate to be here when we aren't doing anything. I think that my brain gets bored from not being used and then I just end up being worn out at the end of the day. It's weird because I haven't done anything and I get really tired from it. I don't know. I'm really hungry right now and I think that my blog may not work because I didn't work on it for a while and it was marked as a spam blog. I really don't know what that means because I thought spam was spiced ham and it came in a can. That kind of rhymes if you read it right. Hehe. I haven't followed anyones blog yet but I don't think I'll use my blog after school's out because my internet is really slow at home. We tried to get high speed internet but they don't run cables out where I live and I guess there aren't enough people for them to want to either. Oh well.

Hello my dearest followers! Actually I think that I only have two followers but that's okay! I'm kind of ticked today because the second year Spanish got to go to Mi Pueblo, the Mexican restaurant, and I'm only in first year Spanish. So, I get to eat cafeteria lunch, which is the option of cardboard flavored pizza or overcooked/undercooked hot dogs. Ewwwy!
Anyway, on to a more fun subject. On May 9th I'm going to Bash On The Wabash with a few of my friends. It's a concert in Mt. Carmel, IL. I hope it's fun because if not I'm going to be bummed. It's only five bucks to get in though so it won't be too much of a waste if it stinks. After that I think we're going back to one of my friends grandparents house and staying the night so we don't have to drive so far home. So, if the concert is no good then at least we'll have fun at the grandparents house. They have a huge rock quarry behind their house and a small home theater in their basement. I think we'll have fun. I hope that we don't get lost on the way there though because I've never driven to Mt. Carmel before. Actually I don't think I've even been there. I'll have plenty of backseat drivers though so I'm not too worried about it.
This weekend, though, I'm babysitting. I really need to because I don't have any money. The kids are really well behaved so I don't think I'll have to call the police or ambulance or poison control center or fire department or anything like that but I'll have the numbers ready just in case.
Also, school's almost out! We have about four weeks left and I'm pumped because I love summer. My birthday is in summer so I have a lot to look forward to. We usually go swimming and camp out or just have a campfire but I don't know if we'll be able to go swimming this year because our lake lost a bunch of water. It's been losing water for a while but we had someone come and fix it. It was filled up but then the dam started washing out again. So we might be swimming in a mid puddle if it keeps losing water.
Well, I'll tell you a little about last weekend too since I'm on a rampage of telling my whole lifes plans. Last weekend I went to a birthday party. It was a lot of fun but I had to leave early the next morning because I didn't feel good. Later that day I had this crazy urge to wash my car and clean it out. It wasn't too hard cleaning it out because I don't like having a bunch of crap in it. The hard part was washing it. I live where there's a lot of rock roads so my car gets really dusty and muddy depending on the weather. Plus it's a black car so everything shows up on it. But, it was a nice day so I decided, why not. Well I was in a weird mood that day and I also decided, why not wax it while I'm at it? I got the worst sunburn on my shoulders, that's why not. Also the very same day my dad was mowing with the fourwheeler in our field and it broke down in the very farthest part. So instead of hitching it to his truck and pulling it out that way, he decides man and woman power would be the best option. We pulled it up a hill, down a hill, around the lake, and then up another hill into the barn. It sucked.

Ugh...

I really dislike computers. What are cookies? And why do they have to be turned on? I like chocolate chip cookies but my computer didn't offer me anything with chocolate or even anything with sugar. I have cupcakes in my locker and they smell really good but the icing stuck to the underside of the lid so when I opened the box I thought that someone stole my cupcakes that I made for Jordan and Carson's birthday. No I'm not blonde. They do taste really good though so we'll just have to lick the icing off the lid. Darn.

Once upon a time there was a kind yellow caterpillar. His name was Prince Alexander Von Hildenhitte the XVIII. He came from a long line of very rich, very beautiful, very conceited, butterflies and he had a hard time trying to fit into his family. His Aunt, Lady Marmalade, would tried to tape painted leaves to his back so he wouldn't look so bad and embarrass them when the family went out during the day. The leaves were very large and made it hard for Prince Alex to walk with, embarrassing his family even more when his tripped and stumble over the pretend wings. His uncle, Bob Duke of Pansy, would yell at him to keep up and make Prince Alex feel very bad. His father and mother, King and Queen of Bubbles, tried their hardest to hide the fact that their son, the future King of Bubbles, had not yet gone through metamorphosis. He was already a year old and still did not have his wings.
One day when his Aunt was in the middle of taping leaves on his back he happened to look out the window of his tower room of the castle and see another yellow caterpillar walking beneath a flower. She looked back at him and he quickly looked away, turning a slight shade of orange. Why did she not have any wings? He didn't have time to go find her and ask now because he had to go.
After a long day of being yelled at by his uncle and having to endure the awkward stares, Sir Alex was very tired. He was laying in bed when he remembered the pretty caterpillar that he had seen earlier. He figured that she was probably a servant and that she would be in the servants quarters with the other servants. He quietly got out of bed and tip-toed across his bedroom floor. His parents were very strict about bedtime.

To be continued...