Well, it's official. I need to drug out to the center of the Central/Main intersection and stoned to death.

Yeah bi-polarism.

Uff.

I loved work today. We spent the first hour plotting the overthrow of Sheriff Randy. It was glorious.

So it's been a little over a week since I broke my finger. Yay powderpuff! The one time I play a sport I end up in the emergency room. Who knew? Pretty sure I burned up more calories the first time I tried to get in pajamas with the splint on than I did in the entire football game. It took talent let me tell ya...

Not much else. Drama practice just started. Joy. Go creepy Kelsi! I'm excited just to go shopping for costumes. I'm gonna have some fun with this.

I leave you now with an Amanda-ism:

"There are leaves on the Canadian Flag?"

Jeez. My internet crapped out on me for like a week. I feel so behind. I had so many e-mail in my inbox, it was freaking ridiculous. Damn my dependence on technology.

Not much else interesting. Powderpuff is going very well. I'm almost sad that the game is rigged, otherwise I actually think we could win.

Malevolence/Skooba concert tonight. I'm quite excited to let loose a little bit. I feel like rebel. And a major poser.  But mostly I feel like crap because I worked today. The fundraiser group we had today was just a gaggle of hopeless idiots. I yelled at one. It was a major power-rush. I liked it. It'll come in handy when I'm vice-czar of Russia, right Allison?

Man do I feel like crap.

It's barely the start of fall and I'm already sick. Piss me off. I've consumed so many cough drops in the past two days, I couldn't pass a urine test right now. I think God's smiting me for making up songs about bulimic girls. It's well worth it.

I really don't have much else to rant about. Powderpuff is surprisingly going very well. It's one of those rare instances where people in my grade have pulled their heads out of their asses and are working together. Freaky I know.

Blah. One more week of school is over with...and I don't think I could have a bigger case of ADHD.

Blah. I'm starting to sound like that Indian guy on the tape in English who repeats everything twice when he tells a story. A story that could have taken three minutes took ten to tell because he repeated everything like three times. Plus I think he had a Norwedgian accent...? I guess Native American culture is very important because we're learning about it in two different class. Gag me. Between that and significant figures in Chemisrty I am about ready to freak.

Thurday was choreography day for drama. It involved basketballs. I managed to give Jamie head trauma and look like a completely uncoordinated spaz all in the same hour. That's why special kids like me do Speech instead of basketball