LET'S GATHER ROUND THE CAMPFIRE N' SING THE CAMPFIRE- no.

Okay, so I was GOING to talk about how I hate camping and how I'm doing it this weekend, but now there's a more pressing matter.
I have Facebook open in another tab, and Albert IMed me. He was in my elementary school but we went to different middle schools. He used to have a bit of a crush on me in elementary school...well more than a bit. Here's the convo. Read it while I hyperventilate.
Albert: Hello buttface
Me: uh...thanks? and hi.
Albert: Don't u wanna call me buttface
Me: no, because i'm nice, unlike you.
Albert: Some people never change.
Me: uh no, I used to be evil, remember?
Albert: No you were always the sweetest little angel.
*and so begins my hyperventilating*
Me: HA. HAHA. very funny, but now i'm three years smarter and nicer.
Albert: How's that even possible? You were already the smartest nicest girl ever!
*now my fingers are quivering*
Me: there's always room for improvement :)
Albert: I guess that means now you are perfect
At this point I IMed Jim in panic and begged for help. He told me to say "brb" to Albert so we have time to think. Albert then said "Kay I'll be awAiting your return" and that was... almost twenty minutes ago. So much for "be right back". I ordered Jim to IM Albert and ask him if he still likes me. And that's what's happening now. Unfortunately, Albert is a notoriously slow responder, so Jim's only gotten five worda out of him while trying to "ease" into the subject of me. I told him to get to the point. Albert can't ignore him then. So, now, to wait for Albert's response... NO! He went offline! Not that I'm unhappy about that, but now he'll keep cyber-flirting with me. Great. I'm going to go speedwalk in circles to rid myself of anxiety.

Whoa! It's like some crazy dream!

This morning, I woke up and the world seemed...wrong. Unfamiliar. Then I happened to glance at the clock, and it was seven A.M. I don't remember the last time I woke up before noon, you know, because of summer vacation and all. For the first time in months, I had breakfast instead of brunch. I got to watch morning talk shows. Watch the sun rise instead of set. It was pretty darn spectacular.
I have decided among my decisions! I've been torn between sports I want to do in high school this fall. Cross country, tennis, or soccer? After careful deliberation and endless pro/con charts, I have made my decision. What, you want to know what it is? Tough luck, I'm not telling.
For the first time since pre-K, I don't have a crush on anyone. It gives one a strange feeling. Like you're hollow. But it's not a bad feeling, I would say. Of course, I'm still trying to get Leo to like me, but only because I want to be the one to reject him. Evil, aren't I?
Animal Crossing. Is. My life and soul.

"Time may change me, but you can't chase time" -David Bowie

Well, summer's pretty much half over. Where oh where has the time gone? I've spent the past few days doing nothing more eventful than eating a bowl of cereal. But then again, that's pretty eventful in itself. Those Honey Bunches Of Oats are one craaaaaazy ride!
So for the past three weeks I've been absolutely positive that Leo is coming back from New Mexico on Friday, the 23rd. Well I was WRONG. He came back today, according to Facebook. It's like finding out that you've been celebrating your birthday the day after your actual birth day every year. Not that I like him any more. I hope I can still say no if he asks me out, but if it does happen, I'm not sure if I'll have the willpower necessary. But there's no need to stress out now, so I'll just...not!
I really need to get started on my summer reading work, but my book has been missing for a month, and my dad just told me that it's at his house, so I have to wait another week. So much for getting it done in June.
This Sunday, Jim, Anne, Leo, and I are planning to go see a movie. I wonder if something will happen then...?

Hum dee dum dee dum dee bubble gum.

So I've noticed that I'm awful at blogging. And any writing outside of school. It's almost enough to make me wish for high school to start already. Almost.
Right now, I'm waiting for the piano music for the song Don't Stop Believin', but since I'm not a "premium member" of the sheet music website and I want it fr free, they're making me wait twenty minutes to begin downloading. No, seriously, there's a clock counting down and everything. Now it's on twelve minutes or so.
Besides those few occasions where I hung out with friends, this is what I've done this summer:
-play Animal Crossing
-eat
-sleep
-OVERsleep
-spend most of my waking hours on Facebook
The Facebook thing is quite a crisis. I need to find a new hobby.
OH! And also, I'm trying to do some productive things this summer so I don't feel totally useless, so I'm studying science books and learning German and Spanish. And keeping up with the stock market. Google's been doing pretty well, by the way.
My hanging out with friends has dropped to an all-time low since Leo left for New Mexico, because without him Jim can't hang out with me and Anne since his parents won't let him out with only girls, and when I visit Anne alone, which is the only doable thing, she spends the whole time IMing Jim. So I've resorted to my Wii for happiness. If only someone else had Animal Crossing so I could visit their town! If you do, please say so!!
Hm, I don't know whether to do tennis or soccer in high school as my fall sport. Or maybe even cross country...
And also I WANT MY HIGH SCHOOL SCHEDULE. ASAP.

The Pianist.

I just realized that our motley blogging trio, me, Strawberry, and Violet, each have a core talent that makes us uniquely, well, us! Violet has her artistic abilities, Strawberry is this incredible writer, and mine would be music, I guess. I didn't realize it until now; I thought that Violet and Strawberry were the only talented ones in this bunch. Now, I have something to be proud about! I taught myself how to play the piano, without a teacher and without lessons (except those three I had when I was seven which taught me where to place my fingers on the keys), I just bought a book of the hardest music I could find and looked at it and knew! I can play it all! I'm not hopeless!
It occured to me now, because I put my mom to sleep. My mom has been pretty stressed out lately, and she was at the computer, buut then decided to come downstairs to the living room and take a nap. I was doing my daily practice at the piano when she came down, and when I saw that she intended to sleep on the couch, I almost turned off the piano. Then I thought that maybe I could do something. You can tell when she's stressed because she sleeps on the couch during the afternoon, and when she's asleep, her face is twisted into a worried grimace. So I continued the song I was playing, but changed a few notes until I morphed into my favorite song, Clair De Lune. Yes, the one from Twilight. No, not Bella's lullaby, the other one. I played it softly, and it was 6 pages, so it took a good ten minutes or so, especially since I was playing it more slowly then usual. When I was on the final notes, my mom heaved a great sigh in her sleep, and after the final chord, I got up slowly and peeked over the couch at my mom. Her face was smooth, and almost happy. Almost. But then again, my mom isn't a very happy person in general. My dog was passed out by the front door, sleeping just as peacefully. My mom doesn't support my piano playing at all; in fact, she somewhat dislikes it. But at least I gave her a few moments of peace with the piano. At least she tolerates it more than when I play the clarinet.
I don't expect anyone to ead this (if you did, good for you!), but it just put me in a good mood. A bloggy mood. So...yeah.

Title. Creative, no?

First off: It's Complicated is the most ridiculously boring movie ever. I watched it for about half an hour, then came up here to blog about how boring it was.

Secondly: Hello Violet! Thank you for the talk about signals, but it doesn't help me at all. Why? Because of something I decided the minute the Farewell Dance was over. Remember what was supposed to happen at that dance? And didn't? I decided right then that that was the last chance Leo was going to get. The last free chance, at least. Cowardice is not attractive to me at all, and that was just awful, especially since he lied about "not promising". Puh-lease! If he wants me to go out with him or anything of the sort, he'll have to work up some courage. Do something completely un-Leo-like. If he likes me, well then he'll have to prove it. He's in New Mexico until the 23rd though, so don't expect anything of the sort to happen soon.

Third: Today I went to the mall with Strawberry and Violet! Oh, but before that we went to see Despicable Me. Every time I go to see a "3D" movie, I see it in 2D. Not by my choice! Honestly, the last 3D movie I saw was Spy Kids 3D. Yes, I know that's pathetic. I even saw Avatar in 2D, which almost made me cry. At the mall I got: a navy-colored shirt, shoelaces, and a Coach wristlet. Yes! No more relying on my pocket to carry my crap! :)

p.s. No more chasing after Leo for me! For once, I want to be the one chased after.

The best of us never truly grow up...

No matter how old we may physically seem, youth will always pulse through our veins, and we shall live in the in-between land of Adult and Child.
Why am I blubbering about age? Because I saw the movie Grown-Ups today, that's why. It got suckish reviews according to my iPod, but it was pretty darn hilarious. I was with Anne and Jim, and then Anne's sister Bonnie (one grade younger than Anne) and HER boyfriend Phil. Yes folks, when it seemed that I couldn't sink any lower than being the third wheel, I became the fifth wheel.
There's a girl in Bonnie's grade named...uh...I shouldn't say her real name, as common as it is, so I'll come up with a random nickname. "Cheese" will suffice. We all hate Cheese. Unfortunately, Anne and Bonnie are too polite to tell her so, so they act like her friends. Big mistake, because today, Cheese repeatedly called and texted both of them asking if she can come to the movies with us and sit with us. No one had the courage to tell Cheese off. "Cheese, we would rather you no sit with us," would have worked, but of course no one listens to me, so arriving at the movie theater was awfully frightening, because we imagined her leaping out the front doors, throwing her arms around us, and not letting go until the finishing credits.
We made it through the front doors and into the ticket line without incident, except for Bonnie spotting Phil in the next line over and screeching his name at the top of her lungs. Then into the lobby, where there was still no sign of Cheese among the insanely long snack lines. We were getting tense. Where would she pop up? Were we lucky enough to make it into the theater without her? At this point we were all together except for Jim. We called him, and he was already in the hallway outside our theater. Yesiree we were home free.
Or so it seemed.
When me and Anne met Jim outside the door (Bonnie and Phil were God-knows-where) we were just about to enter the door on the left when Cheese burst out of the door on the right. We went to "look for Bonnie" and luckily lost her, but as soon as we entered the theater, there she was, in the very middle, the only head turned away from the screen, staring at us.
We sat wayyy in the front, as far away from her as we could. But we could still feel the stare of that convoluted Cheese on the back of our heads.
...*shudder*. I still feel the stare. Combined with the chocolate lava cake with chocolate ice cream I had at Friendly's afterward (Jim and Anne shared a sundae, as did Bonnie and Phil), I think I might just barf now. So good night!

Fireworks, friends, and a light-up plastic sword.

Yesterday! Fireworks!
Last night I went to the nearby Cooper River with Jim and Leo (and Leo's parents) for this radio-station-classic-rock festival. There were these guys singing on a huge stage with fog and lights and everything. However, there were hundreds of people there, maybe thousands, and we sat so far back from the stage that there wasn't much possibility of watching the concert. I also got to see Silver's dad there. Huh.
As a belated birthday gift for Leo, I got him a light-up plastic sword, as well as one for myself. He unwrapped his, and it glowed brightly in different colors and even had sound effects of a sword slicing through th air whenever he moved it! Mine was dim and mute. They were 8 bucks each. Rah.
We sat in those fold-out chairs that had to be carried on our backs. Jim, the tallest, got a midget chair with no armrests or cupholders, unlike mine and Leo's. Ha! While we were in these chairs, Leo seemed to be making a concious effort to touch his knee against mine, but fo some reason I kept moving mine away. Maybe because my knees were so incredibly dry? Or I just didn't want him to touch my knee? I don't even know.
Before that!
I spent the weekend at my dad's house, and was woken up yesterday morning by my sister softly poking me in the head. Then at 2, my mom came to pick me up and take me to my uncle's house. We go there every 4th of July for barbecue and fireworks. My fellow New Jerseyan cousins were there. Tammy (15) and Charlie (17 or 18?) and brother and sister. Wesley (15) and Serena (18 or 19?) live there and are also brother and sister. Unfortunately, I am 14, the youngest, and treated as such. Technically, I am only half a year younger than Wesley, but sometimes I'm treated like a 10-year-old.
At around 5 my mom said that we should get going, and all four of them turned to me and cried "What? You're not staying for the fireworks?" I explained that I had plans with friends and ended up being pelted with beach balls and cries of "Traitor!" (we were in the pool).
This morning, at 5, Leo departed for New Mexico. He told us all that he was staying there for a month, but it's really less than three weeks. After that, Six Flags!
I need to find more people to have fun with this summer. I've been spending most of it with Jim, Anne, and Leo. Anyone wanna do something?