Como estas, bitches?!
Well, as usual, I've decided to finally come back and post a journal entry after about a month or two of inactivity. C:
The past few weeks have been extremely hectic, and now even more so since school is about to start. Waterpolo practice has started now, and has been going on for a few weeks. Our new freshman girls are naturals, several with the cannon arms and the swiftness we need to beat Cy-Creek and Cy-Fair. I can tell it's going to be a great season. Not so much for the guys. While we got seven new girls, the boys only got one new guy (but he's a beast). But hopefully since Ram Express, we'll have more, cause we got a lot of boys to sigh up.
Well, I got back from CIY a few weeks ago, and it we even better than my first year going. It was amazing, and there wasn't all that much drama and mishaps. So a very good trip. I'm afraid that when I start to get back into my school routine, though, that all of the changes that I've been trying to make to myself won't even be able to take root. Kinda scary, since I really like where I'm going. But at least my loved ones will be there to slap me (not abusively, mind you. An open palmed slap is abuse, backhanding is just correction C: ) back into reality when I slip up. I've committed myself to starting a club at school that will help raise money from different organizations, like Rapha House, Invisible Children, and Toms Shoes.
And speaking of Toms Shoes...
I painted a beastly pair of Toms Shoes yesterday, and I'm very proud of them. I'm going to put up a picture of them on here and on my faycebook.
Well, yesterday I went to my school's freshman orientation with my swim team to try set up a booth and try and get some more kids to join. Just like last year, we had a booth right next to Drama. And, once again, just like last year, we ended up having a shouting match that the step team joined in. It was all just a big race to try and get kids into our activities. We probably scared a lot. I would go up to some wandering fishie, wrap my arm around their shoulder and start leading them to the swimming table, saying 'Well, sir, you look like a competent and talented person who likes swimming, friends and Jasons Deli.'
Anyways, step team tried to wow everybody by doing one of their dances out in the middle of the hall, and I just shouted that they were a bunch of tap dancing ninnies. Then Drama decided to scream that swim team killed kittens, which I retaliated with 'Drama want's your first born and demands a human sacrifice when you sign up. Swim team has free cookies." And we really did have cookies. I baked them the night before.
Well, I'm glad to say that I've finally stopped dreaming. I've found out over the past few months that when I dream I move around too much in my sleep, and wake up not as rested as I should be. And anyways, the dreams I have are usually really weird, like crack dreams, or nightmarish. So I'm glad to fall asleep to darkness, finally.
And another bit of news is that I totally skizzered my finger with an Alaskan ulu. It's gonna leave a scar.
Well, guys, once I get my lazy ass into gear, I have tons of stuff that I need to post up, and will post up. C: I say that every time, but I mean it! XD

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