"There are no weapons of mass destruction in Iraq. Chuck Norris lives in Oklahoma."
Man-pretty wins in the whole jersey thinger. He seemed so excited about it today during band. Plus he is also a senior--senority right there...I actually didn't expect him to WANT to wear it. lol
That's cool--I love the rain.
Some time during the day the office Nazis called off a whole bunch of practices, but they said nothing of girls' soccer. At the end of the day, they announced all the practices were canceled except track.
However, we received no notice from our coach, so we all (most) waited in the Commons until things were cleared up.
We did have practice and the office forgot about us. Isn't that lovely?
Uggghh, I found out I have tendonitis (sp?) in both my ankles. I was talking to the athletic trainer guy today and he played with my feet for like 15 minutes before he stabbed my ankle and said, "Does this hurt?"
It did...I'm not gonna lie to you.
Uggghh, I hate people touching my feet. If I have socks on I'm fine with it, but when I walked into the little roomy thing he was all like, "Shoes AND socks off." I wanted to cry.
I have this reoccuring dream that is slightly weird. I don't know how long I've been having it or how often I have it, but it's usually a little different each time with vast similarities.
Last night I had the same basic dream, but it was different in a way. The dream freaks me out, but it isn't scary...it's just the thought that freightens me. Last night's dream was comforting.
In a way it's a "missing part" to the other dreams I have had, but it also differs from a few variations.
I was telling Pink Piggy about all the symbolism my mind throws at me while sleeping. Seriously, I was laying it on pretty thick...I was kinda searching for something and when I found where it was, it was on the other side of a bridge...but then of course there was a homeless man wanting a cookie..............Idk.
Yeah, I just thought I'd share that little bit of information with you people. I was in a really good mood today, and I believe it was because it started out with a good spirits boost from my mysterious dream.
That and we had our first disection in Biology. *woot woot* I love ripping stuff open and inspecting their inards.
Is that weird.....hmmm...then again I am reading a book about Jack the Ripper..........