Dude...

I got me some new glasses!  They are sahweet.  They are turquoise and broooown!  The also have this like vine thing going on on the sides, but I do not have a camera right now to take a picture of that.

So, I had soccer yesterday, and this guy from the UK is going to help us train once a week for six weeks...

Dude...  Hottest accent ever.

And the whole "playing soccer as it were a religion" helps him out with the prettiness too...  Hahah.

He's like 25?  He seems pretty cool.  I watched him do some tricks and moves, and I was like "dammmnnn yooou".  But apparently, as he tells us, he has touched a soccer ball every day of his life since the age of four.   Probably explains why he's basically awesome, yes?

He also made us run and do drills until it felt like we were going to throw up in the beginning...  At least for me anyway.  The stuff we did doesn't seem like much from a distance, but holy crap!  We ran, sprinted, skipped, lunged, kicked our legs up for like half an hour.  Maybe I'm just still vastly out of shape.  Maybe I will never be in actual shape?  Who knows.

I feel like being a bitch.

So, who dumps people over the internet?  Especially over a MYSPACE message?  Assholes!  Cold-hearted assholes.  Who insults you by saying "I don't feel good around you" while dumping you, oh, but then at the end says they love you still?  Large, lying assholes.  And then who flirts with girls a week later after the break up?  Bigger, cold-hearted assholes!  And who forgot that the other person has a lot of fucking feels?  Huge, gigantic, cold-hearted assholes.

Who will never talk to them again and cringe whenever they're near them, unless they apologize?  Oh, pick me.

I hope you read this.  I hope you feel like complete shit.  You don't deserve anyone if you're going to treat "the person you love" like that.  I hope your next girlfriend, if you ever get one, knows that you like to say important things over the internet and not to their face.

I fucking wish I could hate you.  Burn in hell.

Wow.

I am getting new glasses.
I am losing a lot of weight from soccer.
I feel sick.
I am single.

Fuck me.

The sun is trying to kill the moon

Well, everyone.  I have been keeping a terrible secret.

A LARGE secret.

It's almost embarassing.

I'm just not even sure if I want to tell anyone, but I feel as if I should.

These past few months...  Well...  Since like July, around my birthday, I have done a BAD thing.

I feel sort of bad...

Especially to Lana and Ethan.

Every day it's just there!

Always in my room!

I thought about just ignoring it, but I couldn't.

I often debated with myself.

Telling myself it was wrong!

I just couldn't let it go!

Well...

Abraham and I decided to come out into the open...

I AM SORRY

i really need to find better things to do with my free time

It's been a while...

Well...  I guess for starters...

I have been dating Ethan for two years now.  That is rather kick ass if you ask me.  I have also had

 these glasses for

 SO DAMN LONG!!!!!  That's okay though.  They are like the Allison glasses.

Anyway.  I guess this is supposed to be unusual for hig

h school couples to last this long...  Or at least I know it is in Frenchtown, where no one can hold onto someone for more than 5 months...  Losers...  Hahah. 

The weird thing is that we are still extremely, disgustingly, and terribly mushy.  It's like...  weird.  But sahweeet.  Yeppers...

Ah, the first time I talked to him was sadly on myspace...  We talked about our background...:

"MY GIR! 

HE'S MIIIINNEE!!! 
BUHAHAHAHHAHAHA! 
*ahem* 
No, but seriously. 
Copy Cat."

"Psh whatever.... Gir is mine... bitch"

Sad... I know.

So, last weekend or something like that, I had to go to basketball divisonals and play pep band.  Dude, I didn't know you could actually get tired going that shit.  But yelling, loading and unloading band stuff, and waking up early for three days for those 8 games got tiring.  

Really tiring. Well, here's a short overview of the first two days:

After all the games, Nelson let us off in front of a bar.  It probably looked funny to see a bunch of kids run off a bus

 to the front of a bar.  Well, we walked around downtown.  

We took a picture with an oversized stop sign.  We went to the candy

 shop and bought stuff.  Then we went into the library and Anson read us "The Friend

ly Prarie Dog", and then we left.  We went into a music store with guitars on all the walls and Beatles posters everywhere. 

 Eamon and Dani played guitar and the store owner joined Eamon in Stairway to Heaven.  

It was a

wesome-o.  Then we went and got ice cream!!  Then we

 met Nelson in front of the bar.  Then we found an epic park and played around for a while.  Awesome stuff.  We fit 20 people in like a 5ft by 5ft box thing.  After that we went to Pizza Hut.  After that we played another game and went home.  I slept in the aisle of the bus. 

The next day I learned Anaconda kids are stupid little bitches.

In conclusion:  Pep band can get really tiring.