Killa on my back mannnn

Arg. Ok, I've been working laboriously over Bekka's and my Forum that we've been wanting to start for a while.

Gawd it's friggin hard. Especially since I've never set a forum up before.

Of course, It's only making my knowledge of the web increase even more. Everything is trial and error, but of course it's very interesting and fun.

I love the feeling of satisfaction that spreads over each bone in my body whenever I do something right! I've been missing out on that feeling lately.

Ah, my brain may hurt, and my fingers might ache a bit from typing a lot, but it's all worth it in the end. Maybe when I'm finished with it I'll put up a link.... who knows?

Ah, well I better get back to work. I've already wasted 5 minutes typing this confounded excuse for a blog!

Little smart kids are manipulative.

UIL today was semi ok. I placed fifth individual and first in group for Dictionary skills. Let me start out by saying that I'm extremely tired.

I arrived about 30 minutes before my event, and spent the rest of the day there just hanging out. In all I spent a total of seven hours at the event.

We had like seven schools there for district, which was kinda weird because I didn't know half of them.

But now lets get down to the title of my blog, and how manipulative little smart kids can be.

After my event, I changed out of my icky school team shirt into some normal clothes. Well the shirt had one of those v-neck thingys, and in the bathroom it looked all fine and dandy and up to school requirements. So I was all yeah, uh huh, yeah, pretending to pay attention to the awards and stuff that were being passed out when this little kid says "Hey ya mind doing me a big favor?"

Of course, being the nice and courteous person I am, I'm like sure! Ok! So he asks me to pick up his water bottle that he dropped on the floor (he was sitting on the riser that was way high up)

At first I didn't think much of it, I mean it was just a kid asking for help when my friend Sayra is like, "Dude he was checking out your cleavage."

I was appalled and shocked, thinking, "Dude WTF?"

and she was like, "Yeah, he was watching you when you bent down."

WHO KNEW LITTLE TEN YEAR OLDS WERE SO EVIL?!

Also has anyone else noticed that Miguel J. has a wimpy handshake?

SIGNS I TELL YOU!! SIGNS!! haha ok, I'm going to go write and eat some dinner.

I bring tidings of great joy

Finally! My stepmom got a sonogram thingy done and I finally have the pictures! Please excuse my lack of words in this post....I'm too busy looking at the pictures of my future sibling....w00t!
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