Well, I will be starting the magical grade 8 on August 22nd. I’m not too worried. I’ve got some pretty close friends, and I don’t doubt I’ll get at least one class with all of them (Geometry Honors probably). Besides, I miss my buds, a lot. The only one I’ve been consistantly hanging out with is Courtney. Summer’s usually a lot of fun, but this one kind of sucked. On October 29th of last year I wrote in my diary (and I quote): “You know what? This summer’s really going to rock! I’m going to be a Jr. Counselor at CPP [a summer camp by my house] , go to Surf Camp and Turtle Camp, and possibly start on some of these unlisted privledges…” Unfortuantely none of this ever happened. CPP said I could volunteer next year (they figured I was too young), my parents ran low on money and decided to keep me home all summer, and the only “unlisted privledges” I’ve acheived is telling white lies to the rents so I could go to the mall with courtney. overall, this summer has been a huge disapointment. The only brightside is that I’ve gotten a lot of writing done. My hope is to finish my favorite story I’m writing “The Boy Who Never Smiles” by the end of the summer and then send it to get published while I get back to school (I won’t have a lot of time to work on my writing August/September). I don’t really have a good system for writing. I can’t stand to write events in order. I have about 10 different excerpts, and in the end I’m going to have to find a way to weave them all together. :p It’ll be worth it though. This is my favorite book I’ve ever written.

 In the story, the two main characters are Nick and Skye. Nick’s the most popular, richest, best-looking, smartest, funniest guy in school, but he had a horrible childhood. The only problem with him, is that he’s kind of an egotistical jerk. He does whatever he feels like he’s supposed to do. He tries so hard to keep his reputation and do exactly what everyone expects him to do. But then, he falls in love with Skye. Skye, a nothing special sort of girl, who’s life pretty much sucks.

Well, it actually doesn’t read very good. But the plot is really deep and it took ages to plan out and write. What a like best about it, is that, it has an unexpected, sort of sad, makes-you-cry ending. (And no, neither one of them dies). There’s also a sequel I want to start working on right away called “The Girl Who Never Laughs” and it’s almost like an epilogue. But I don’t want to say so much, because the plot is still a work in progress in my head. :] Besides, when and if it gets published, I’m going to force every one of you to go out, buy it, and read it.

 man, how did I get started talking about my writing? But anyways, I’ve also been doing a lot of drawing (which is gradually getting better XD) and I’ve been working like mad on my dance and piano, :] it’s been an articulet kind of month. I’m also reading Hamlet. (unexpected much?) And a book called A Seperate Piece. I haven’t written in my diary in FOREVER (I can write either in my blog or my diary, I can nver really handle both. :])

Enough about my dreary, deathly uneventful summer. If there’s any one out there, tell me about your summe. List an adventure or two! :]

when i have nothing overly interesting to write about, i write about my dreams. this post is no different. i haven’t blogged in a while, and ive had some pretty incredible dreams since when…

a while ago: I was at a McDonalds with my mom and dad and it was weird, because nearly EVERYONE from school was there. The three i really remember though were Him (remember my grade 7 crush from way back when?) Nick E. (aww) and Matt ( a kid from my 4th hour). Me and Nick (not to be confused with nick patterson) always used to act like we hated eachother, but i dont think we honestly did. he was a funny, sweet guy, and he became a pretty good friend. in my dream, he came up to me, talked for a little and then hugged me. then matt came up to me and said my mom was aying horrible things about everyone.

a few days ago: I was in the cafeteria, and i looed across the table to see crystal. i waved. she was sitting with this girl Becca who used to be in my lunch. she came up and started talking to me. “Hey, i read your profile,” then, next thing i knew, we were acting like best friends. we were running around and i said: “Becca, you’re so fun to be around, youre so happy and cheerful.” she replied: “and what you’re depressed?” “No, i think im pretty normal,” then i have to blow my nose, so i go into the bathroom, after i throw the tissue away, i realize there is a jar of peanut butter in my hand. i suddenly realize i cannot let it drop no matter what. suddenly, deven and a bunch of other people, come out of the office in a cha-cha line. me and becca join the cha-cha line. someone bumps into me and the PB jar goes flying. I dont see where it lands and suddenly i dont care. then me and deven begin to open this door that says “Oregon” on it with a little doplphin. then i wake up. :p

yesterday: i was in the mall when i realized i was being chased by three people. when i ran out of a store, i saw ari, lauren and butter all hanging out. i told them i was being chased but butter and lauren went on talking like it didnt matter. ari’s eyes opened up really big and when i turned a corner,  i realized he was following me, like he was looking out for me.

last night: i was in the mall with courtney and we were eating cookies when i heard someone talking about me. it was this girl who goes to my school. some of the people she was talking to stood up for me, others didnt care.

analyzation anyone??

wow. today was CRAZY. Me and my mom were at Home Depot,  and then this huge lightning bolt struck and this car alarm went off. I started screaming “OHMIGOD! IT HIT A CAR!” and then my mom started yelling: “HOLY CRAP! THAT’S MY CAR!” And I was just like /whoooooaaaaa/ because earlier, I had been wishing I would get struck by lightning. Who knew that was so close to being reality? If me and my mom had decided to run out in the rain, I could be dead right now. I guess you know what they say, be careful what you wish for. This all sounds very much like Alice Hoffman’s “Ice Queen” but anyways, this whole incident kind of reminded me of something I’d otherwise forgotten. And now that I recall it, I’d have to say it was one of the scariest moments of my life. I was about 5ish? and it was raining very hard, just like today and i was with my dad in the garden department of Home Depot. And there was a suspicious person loose in the building. My dad went to go get the car and i waited by the gate. This was right before they started locking all the doors. So I got locked in, and my dad was out there. And I started crying… They let me out when my dad came up, but it was still pretty scary without him there…

 Well, I’ve got to jet. :\ My dad’s moving the TV/PS2 here into the den with the remodeling and such.