Whaaat a weekend.  Friday I went to the show at the American Legion and it was pretty bad.  I didn't like Seamus (the band), I'm sorry.  Shelly, Patty and I left to go for a walk because we couldn't hear each other over the screeching.  Yeah so I went home early from that and headed to bed around eleven to get all rested up for the state meet.  When I got to the track the next morning some kid had parked his truck but it wasn't all the way in park so it rolled across the lot and hit our coach's car.  Ahhh.  It was a bad sign.  The police came and told the kid to back his car up and he did and chucks of metal flew all over the place, increasing the damage tenfold.  So we came to the meet late and it was rainy and lousy out.  Hotttt.  I won the 800 and I get to compete at New England's next weekend.  Some girl asked me if I went to UNH.  I ran the 4x4 later but I did soooooooo badly it makes me sick.  I wicked fucked our chances for qualifying, je suis desolee.  I was the blunt of a lot of jokes, but oh well I'm still excited for staying in Connecticut and maybe some of the girls will head down and be my "super fans" ello ell blondie.

And Saturday night? Sleepover at Jess's with Nicole Blanchard. Wooooot?!  We went to Fusion.  And we braved the streets owow.  This morning we went to Sudden Pitch and it was still kind of dismal outside so we didn't swim.  I was tired and feeling weird.  I think we all felt tired. 

So tonight I went out with Ariel Nieman after taking a very niiice nap.  We went to Margarita's and hung out on the stage in this  park where these scummy kids hollered at us and then we ran away...and came upon the porno shop, Forbidden Fruits!  What fun.  This stuffy, wealthy looking man looked around surreptitiously before hurrying inside.  I laughed.

Bio study time for sheeezle.  Bye.

*Megan*

Yeah I'm eating spaghetti and it's so good.  I <3 Luisa's.  This is a good ending to a not so hot kind of day.  Ehh I was really late to Mod A, I made some people kinda mad, I got a headache that lasted from Bio to French and it was overcast. 

On Saturday I'm going to need to run a 60 second 400 or something so we aren't beaten by Kearsarge or whatever.  Eeeek the last 4x4 I did was...umm yeah nervermind.  I'm sure everyone else will do really well.  Anyway, the 4x4 girls (being Cara, Jamie, Meghan and I) all made t-shirts to wear tomorrow.  As expected, mine came out horrible, but I'm still scrubbing it. :) I can't wait for Saturday.

The Ugly Organ is such a good CD.  I was listening to it before I fell asleep last night and I had a nightmare with eerie carnival music in it.  So good.  Cursive is excellent.  Yeeeah Tom Donnington said I had lousy taste in music today.  He told me to download Screeching Weasel.  Well, I should try to get homework done tonight considering that Mod C tomorrow I'll be taking an evil algebra test and I won't have time to "study" with the free mod crew. Bye!

*Megan*

I went down to guidance today and he tweaked my schedule a bit so it looks like this:

Mods A & B: chemistry level three

Mod C: AP US History

Mod D: Advanced math level four

Mod E: Orchestra

Mod F: Free mod?

Mod G: British authors level four

Mod H: Free mod

Ok, I can't take french cause music department kids got shafted. Mr. Baxter's trying to work things out.  Anyway, I tried to take Latin and Psychology but that didn't work out so ohhhh well.  Hopefully I can take French.

These past few days have been good.  Nicole, Jess and some other people and I went to the Backroom on Friday.  Ms. Blanchard and I have a new plaaan. ;)

The state track meet is this Saturday.  Everybody should go and support the troops.  The girls and I may have a spaghetti dinner sometime this week and make t-shirts.  I love track when it's like this; small relay groups during the final weeks of the season.  It's so much fun.  I can't wait for cross country.  We're heading to some local running camp.  Hmm cabins in the woods with Londonderry boys leeee siiiigh!

Man, I wish I had the gall to tell some people to shut the fuck up.  Eh, certain people are grating on me lately.  I'm too nice to say anything so I just sit there and fume when they open their mouths.  Hah.  Oh well.

...and I guess I don't know what it's like to have a really hard life.  I moan about eh everything but i have a better idea of what a "bad day" really is.  I hope things get...better.  finish things off right.

At this point I'm left without anything to say so I'm going to shower and perhaps do my algebra homework.  I'm boycotting the English reading and I'm walking out of algebra the next time she tries to undermine me with a pop quiz.  Ah ouais.

Meg An D ey