English, Cabbage and Naps

-Sigh-

In case you're wondering, my book Blink came today. I sort of don't want to give it to the library.... However, I suppose that to be deemed responsible, I'm obligated to.

Anywho, HUZZAH! :D Go me! It was most definitely the last day of school today. Seeing as it was, I decided to sleep in, get up, do my makeup [and say a little prayer for you?], and make myself a smoothie before I left. I now know why it takes me 30 minutes to make a smoothie it takes my mom 6 to do. I measure the dickens out of all of my ingredients. Well.... Not really, but I add stuff and tweak it until it's perfect. Don't misunderstand me, my mother's smoothies are absolutely amazing. But mine are better. I.E. Today's. First I started with frozen blueberries, strawberries, and blackberries. Then, I added my protein jazz [I'll refrain from specifying, lest you think less of me, and no, it doesn't include human]. After that, I added some yogurt, and finally the soymilk. After clogging the cogs several times on the thickness of the fruit, I finally had concocted the perfect smoothie. Calorically it was ideal, while tastefully it was delicious and delectable.

Whilst at school, I checked a few things I needed to clear up. I also gutted my locker. It was very sad to take down everything. I cried a little inside. Apart from that, I also cried at leaving my junior year behind. Really, I'm just a bawl baby. Anywho, English this year has been the best class of my entire life. In class writes included! I won't say that parts of it didn't suck, but overall, my love for literature and writing has proliferated immensely, as has my love for my English teacher. Yeah.... That didn't come out creepy.... However, in all honesty, he is one of my favorite people in the entire world, and I'm sad to leave, and for him to switch schools for the time being.

However, a good friend and I had a celebratory lunch date after school. It was absolutely fabulous. We went to Mongolian BBQ and then to the park. Happily, I put loads of cabbage [red and green] into my stir-fry. It was most excellent! Though after tasting it, I realized I should have left out the corn, added more carrots and broccoli, and less sunflower seeds. Everything else was correctly proportioned. It was fabulous. :D At the park we played on the swings [love swings!] and climbed a tree. We. Always. Have. Fun. [:

Once I had returned home, I had full intentions to take a nap. However, I decided to check my facebook to see if anything awesome was happening instead. Bad idea. Once I was on, another good friend of mine [who encouraged me to join XC and ruin my life] started talking to me. No big deal. It happens all the time with him. However, once I stated that I was about to go take a nap he immediately pounced and said "We should go for a run." Haha, very funny. I suppose he actually said that after I said that I was excited for XC, and that I would probably start before the actual workouts start. THEN he swooped in. I had every right to say no, but I needed to do cardio today anyway, so I unwittingly said yes. Another bad idea. I made him drive. Ooooh. That's intimidating.... A few minutes later, he was at my house ready to go. Great. I was really sucked into this now. So I grabbed my shoes and socks [I always put on the left one first] and headed out. Bad idea number three. Bad idea number four came when I decided to not micturate before we left. It didn't really bother me until twenty minutes into the run. Then I pretty much cried the rest of the way. Sad day. However, it was a motivator to move a little faster, so I can't complain entirely. I have to admit. My main excuse for not going was that I had too much cabbage in my bloodstream and I would die if I went running. Well.... I didn't die, but I sweated cabbage for a solid twenty minutes afterward. That was fun. We even came up with a fabulous line. I said [as a last resort] that I would only run if we got to play on the swings after. However, this park didn't even have swings. LAME!!! ]: Naturally, I whined about this to him [if you couldn't tell I whine a lot, hence the whiny in whiny teenage drama queen], to which he replied "Then I'll get a rope for you to swing from." I couldn't resist retorting with "I asked for swings, and you gave me a noose." We decided that it was pretty decent, for me not being so witty.

As to wit, my history teacher wrote in my yearbook something to the effect of "I love your wit." Because he is so witty anyway, I decided to throw back "Well Mrs. Walker said I was witty!" during a battle of wits. Yes. I know. Completely immature and childish. But it worked. :D

Once I got back home, my mom wanted to go run some errands, so I went with. It was pretty much awesome. We picked out new frames for her glasses, because she's getting a second pair. Yes. She's cool like that. When she first walked into the store, she picked out a hideous pair of frames. Truly, they looked like they were from the 90's, only worse. Because of her awful selection, I picked up an atrocious pair of this rimmed clearish gray gigantic squares of old-man death and wore them for the remainder of time which we were there. I asked the clerk if I could get a pair just like them, and he said "No." Naturally, I asked why, and he replied "Because I wouldn't sell them to you." Long story short, my mom picked out a better pair of frames, and I had to return the beasts to their shelf.

Seeing as I still haven't had my nap and it's almost time for bed anyway, I suppose I should be out. Cheers. :D