School.  Is.  Over.  OVER!!  I needed to reiterate that fact just in case some of you forgot, or whatever.  I haven't posted here in awhile, haven't I?  Nothing really interesting was going on, anyways.

So. To recap.  Swimming...season's been over for awhile now, and Aguayo refused to let us have that YEARISOVER party, but I guess I could understand why, seeing as we didn't even have a party and there was already a teacher poking her head in the door to yell at us.  Oh well, we ate food anyways.  It would've been a lot better if someone had managed to sneak the sodas out from behind Aguayo's desk.  Seriously, who put them there?!

Ooh, and the Triathlon.  You know, if Noah was a girl, we probably would've gotten first in the All-Female part.  Except he wasn't.  But who cares, right, we still beat the entire Austin JV swim team.  I think.  We would've been a lot more ahead if I hadn't gotten lost.  Yes, I got lost.  Some other triathlon girl made the wrong turn (I swear, it was the cone placement!) so I got confused and followed her, and was following her, and then I was like, "what the hell, this doesn't look like the first time I went around," so I turned back around, dodged traffic, and CONNORFREAKINGBEATME.

I will never get over that.

I also fell off my bike.  I wasn't the first, as I was told, but apparently the worst.  However, I was reassured that I was by far the best faller of them all.  Way to make a person feel better. XD  Luckily for me, I got a rather nasty looking scar on my leg to gross out the summer leaguers.

Exams weren't as tough as I thought they were going to be. Spanish was quite possibly the toughest one, I guessed way too much on that thing.  Report cards will probably be hell.  Geography wasn't quite as simple as everyone had said, but the map portions were insanely easy.  English also wasn't as bad as I thought, either, and Geometry was very, very simple.  It makes me want to like math.  

So yeah.  Now I need things to do during the summer.  woot.  After all, swimming and movies can only go so far, right?               

Firstly, I've decided that I HAVE to update now, since otherwise all my holiday greetings from Connor would all go in that one entry therefore adding to the extreme patheticness of...uhm, me.

Secondly, I would like to mention that biology.  SUCKS.  Our freshmen teachers are freaking stupid!  ...And I've heard sophomore is even worse.  In any case, when I show up dead it's not my fault.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

...Yeah, I've got nothing more to say.  Or, actually, I do, but I've blanked out for the most part so maybe I'll post again when I remember.

I'm alive!  I'm alive, I swear!  Uh.

Well...Merry Christmas, for everybody who celebrates Christmas.  Merry Christmas, for everybody who technically doesn't celebrate Christmas but do because they're smart enough to know that Christmas = persents.  <Insert holiday here> for everybody not celebrating Christmas.

Did I cover everybody?  Good.

(If you weren't covered, use your imagination)

Anyway, tis great.  I almost completely forgot about Christmas. ^^  What'd everybody get?

Great Expectations is murder, by the way.  I can't remember a single thing of what I've read.  Luckily for me, I can't remember if I have any other homework either.  Or if we have holiday swim practice.  I hope not.  I still have to get fat from Christmas candy.  XD

...yeah...so...maybe next month I'll update again.  Or something.  *needs to start subscribing to people*

Spanish.  Is.  Dumb.

I mean...a story about a weiner dog?  WTF?

But of course, my story RULES in it's complete, total, random nonsense.

It's about a dog.  Who wants to go to the park.  So it goes to the park.  Then bothers some other dogs.  And the dogs get annoyed.  So, since the first dog knows they don't like him, he tries to get them to like him by telling them he can fly.  And so they dare him to jump off a cliff and show him how he flies.  So he goes home to get his owner's fairy wings, attaches them somehow, and then jumps off the cliff.

He dies.  But while he's falling, he's happy cos he did it.  And then he splats on the ground.

The End.

Amazing, isn't it?  So much better than Nikesh's matrix story. :P

Sunday "school" irks me.  It really does.  Like this one kid.  We were locked out of the “school” today, and the kid was bragging about his abilities to pick lock, and asking people if they had hair clips and whatnot.  No one offered anything.

When the key finally came, they couldn’t open the place anyway cos the kid who had bragged about his amazing lock picking had tried to pick the lock with – get this – a piece of WOOD.  Apparently it had splintered and was now stuck in the keyhole, so we spent the better part of our time trying to get it out.  >.<

Honestly.  Talk about stupid.

Anyway, swim meet went pretty well, ‘cept Coach is stupid and didn’t put me in my good events, which pissed me off but at least I didn’t kill myself swimming the 200, so congratulate me. 

Of course, the part of the meet when I didn’t swim was fun too, sort of, since we could talk to everybody and all that…yeah…

-_-  Oh yeah and after the swim meet was over I was sitting on the railing waiting for Dad to pick me up and Andy hit me with his towel and I fell off and my goldfish flew everywhere and I practically cracked my head open on the concrete.  I would’ve killed him if he hadn’t run off to find his mom.

Traumatic, I tell you. 

Florence said I was totally gonna mention that in my xanga and you’re right, here it is.  Hahaha.  How could I not mention a near-death experience?  *coughs*

And now I’m working on an idiot Geography “project” which is very stupid since I can’t find any of the answers on this stupid CIA site.  Besides that, layout HTML is crappy and entirely too hard for anyone to figure out.

Well, this was a long entry…amazing.  This weekend passed by too fast.  School sucks.  I’m going to complain to Collins about the fact that she STILL hasn’t pasted up the charts!  What the hell!