I can't think of a freakin' title........and other crap

Well, I haven't writen in the past several days only because this blog has been the last thing on my mind. Not that I'm busy or anything, it's just that I haven't felt any need to write. My mom is now letting me go back to kung-fu; yesturday was the first time I've gone to the dojo in over a month. Oh, and I finally got the Harry Potter book. I thought my dad was going to get it for me while I went to Canada with Hannah, but apparently he was too busy, and so, I got it from borders today, three days after it came out (I think...). I already know who dies of course, but I'm dying to know what exactly happens and how Voldemort is defeated. Yes, I am a loyal Harry Potter fan, and have been since I was six. And now, I got a Deathly Hallows poster that I got with the book. It's on my left wall, and it's the exact picture that's on the American cover (AND it's my second Harry Potter poster, the other one's on the wall right of me, a movie poster from the Prisoner of Azkaban, I got it out of some Bop or Tiger Beat magizine.......)

So for the next day, I will be gluing myself to that book, to find out exactly what happens. And yes, I say a day, because I will most likely finish it tomorrow, seeing that I have nothing better to do.

Another thing that happened since I last wrote was me going to Canada. I went with Hannah to a little island called Pelee, where her and her family have a cottage located on the shore of Lake Erie. We only stayed there for a day and a half, meaning in that time, we did everything that you could possibly do in a day on Pelee. Which involed a lot of swimming, ten miles of bike riding, and of course the three full hours of jetskiing and tubing. Oh, and I nearly killed myself on that jetski. There was only one, that is kept in the garage of the cottage, and a complete pain to pull out and into the water (I won't describe it, but it was a heck of a work out). Hannah showed me how it worked, and we went on it together for about an hour, taking turns driving and jumping HUGE waves. When I was on my own, I didn't have Hannah behind me telling me to slow down, so I went completely crazy, going as fast as I could over killer waves, slamming back down, nearly killing myself and the jetski, but having fun and laughing crazily the entire time. I knew God didn't plan for me to die in a jetski accident, so I threw all caution to the wind and let him deal with the rest (how I knew this....I don't know exactly....my relationship with God is weird).

The worst thing about Pelee, was the sunburn. I forgot about sunblock, and I spent so much time in the water, mainly because I LOVE the lake, it's like a giant swimming pool. And the WORST part about the worst thing about Pelee, is that when sunburn goes away it turns into........

A TAN.



I HATE TANS.


-shudders-


I gave up on wearing my sweater everywhere, hiding in the sun, and acting like a complete emo-vampire-goth in Rome, but still, I have that 'vibe' the emo-vampire-goth vibe, and I still hate getting tan and hate going out in the sun, but sometimes, it can't be avoided. At least I can go out in the sun without driving myself crazy, I got over that in Rome (before if I was out in the sun longer than a half-an-hour, I would grow angry and frustrated, which slowed me down a bit when it came to track). I loved the weather in France, it was always wet and cold, which is the kind of weather I like the most.


Wellllllllllllllllllllll..............

I'm going to get on with my life, go on myspace, take a shower, glue myself to that book, watch the Colbert Report on Comedy Central at ten or eleven thirty, and get on with my life, so good bye, farewell, so long, whatever, I'm just going to leave you now.