I love Club Honey Wheat SnackSticks...

Yes, it is true, I have finally found true love. It came in a green cardboard box from a shelf at Wal-Mart. Inside, is the best thing I have ever laid eyes, lips, or tongue on, not insinuating that I've ever laid the last two of those on anything else.

I'm really not sure there is a point to this entry. I'm incredibly bored really. I've been waiting for like an hour now to grant Jo's request, but it is difficult to talk to someone on the computer who is still in the parking lot at the Y. You guys are both gonna get grounded one of these days. I'm gonna laugh.

Of course, had I ever felt the way about someone that they seem to feel about each other, I might be somewhat more understanding, but not a whole lot. Being who I am, I can't really understand the things people do sometimes. I'm not condemning anybody or making fun of them, I'm simply saying that I don't understand. Again, I have never been in the position to understand either.

Okay, enough of that, since it was pointless anyway. I like volleyball a lot. Way more than any person should after taking over a year off. I had convinced myself that I hated it. Not so. I should clarify though, that liking a lot and being good are entirely different things.

My room is like a huge pit from which nothing ever returns. Sorry, it's just starting to depress me that it is so messy, but I no longer have the will to clean it. At one point I did, but I think I wasted all my cleaning energies on a certain trailer. I actually enjoy cleaning for other people, I just don't have the urge to do it for myself. Does that mean I have low self-esteem? I wouldn't be surprised. Oh well.

Well, for the last two weeks, I've been feeling like my time and loyalties were very divided. I now understand why. Now that certain individuals are back in town, I am no longer needed to kill time or be as loyal to others. Now I understand. Previously, and now once again, I had much more time and less adamant loyalties. I get it now.

I'm running out of things to say. My mind is running on empty. The gas light is on. No, it really isn't, I just stopped at Flying J. Before that, however, the gas light was almost on.

"The Longest Yard" is a funny movie. It has quite a bit of language and some ummm, shall we say interesting scenes involving "the girls," but it is all very amusing.

I just looked up to see my salutatorian trophy staring down at me. It's just another way to celebrate my mediocrity. Yay for me.

Contrary to the tone of this post, I am actually in a decent mood. I'm just having introspective thoughts, which could possibly lead to a bad mood, so I should stop. Jo, I'm not mad at you. Reading back I realize that it kinda sounded like it in a couple of spots. I'm not, so rest easy if you ever get out of the parking lot to read this... :)

Well, I think I'm going to be on my way. Tomorrow should be full of fun, with the Y, lunch, Wal-Mart, and the Pants movie... YAY! Oooh, and maybe new tires in there somewhere if I find the time. In the meantime.... so looonnngg, Little Doggies...

Hmmmm, Patch Adams and pool tables.......

I don't really know why I'm making this post, but I'm sure I have a reasonably good reasblahon. It is very dblah blah blah ifficult to type on Graham's laptop, but it is saving me the effort of having to get onlbah after I get home tonight. I like Patch Adams, I think, though I've missed much of it, as I hblahave been checking email and reading blogs. Awww, it's so sweet that he gets to fall in love with the prettiest girl at med school... awwwww.

Jo is continuously saying "Hi" in my ear, so consider her to have said "Hi"to all of you readers... I know there are many of you. Graham finds everything enormously funny. Justin says that he (Graham) should go home. In doing this, he is making fun of me, since I tend to threaten to leave when people start compulsively making fun of me. But this absurd because no one truly makes fun of me because i'm the most loved and lovable person in the world. this is jo and i'm gonna post this without lendi's knowledge or consent hahahahahahha:))))))

Wow, this is Lendi here again. Jo is stupid and started posting for me when I had to take a phone call from my good buddy Renee. She is coming to hang out with us for a while here in this happenin' place.

Well, I'm either getting worse at this or I'm very distracted, probably both. Justin is also stupid. He just said I was getting worse. What a jerk. Now he's insulting Pug. Still a jerk. Well, I'm gonna be done with this. G'night to all, and to all a good night.

Hmm, Patch Adams and pool tables...

I don't really know why I'm making this post, but I'm sure I have a reasonably good reasblahon. It is very dblah blah blah ifficult to type on Graham's laptop, but it is saving me the effort of having to get onlbah after I get home tonight. I like Patch Adams, I think, though I've missed much of it, as I hblahave been checking email and reading blogs.

Awww, it's so sweet that he gets to fall in love with blah blah blah blah blah blah blah the prettiest girl at med school... awwwww. Jo is continuously saying "Hi" in my ear, so consider her to have said "Hi"to all of you readers... I know there are many of you.

Graham finds everything enormously funny. Justin says that he (Graham) should go home. In doing this, he is making fun of me, since I tend to threaten to leave when people start compulsively making fun of me. But this absurd because no one truly makes fun of me because i'm the most loved and lovable person in the world.

this is jo and i'm gonna post this without lendi's knowledge or consent hahahahahahha:))))))

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious...

Hmm, just wanted to see if I could spell that. I'm guessing not. Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious... sorry. I remind myself of my mom these days, as everything I say tends to make me break out in song. Fun, fun.

Everybody who reads these posts has to either think I'm really smart or a complete idiot. I can't really decide which, but I'm leaning toward the last. They're just so totally out there in space compared to the others I read. I guess there's a good reason for that. Consider the author.

I stink at card games. I like playing them most of the time, but by the end I've usually made myself look and feel like a complete idiot. We'll hope these posts don't have the same effect. Anyway, I just don't think fast enough or something. Oh well, good thing it doesn't matter.

I like painting. And scraping, and cleaning, and all that fun stuff. Seriously. I'm nuts. I should go to work for Top to Bottom or something. If it's not my own house, I actually like to clean and fix things. What is wrong with me?

I'm starting to draw a blank on what else to write here. I'm running out of good ideas. My creative juices are drying up. I heard somebody say "creative juices" the other day (I want to say it was Jo) and I thought it was really funny. It's one of those things I've heard, and used in my thoughts, but never actually said out loud I think. At least if I've said it out loud, I was making fun of myself I think. I like doing that. That way nobody else can make me feel bad or stupid, cuz I beat them to it. It's a great strategy.

Sorry, I'm not sure where that came from. Where everything else does I guess. I don't know where that is either. Somewhere in my head. That's a scary thought.

Well, I think I'm going to be finished with this now. Sherri, Eli, aren't you proud. I said finished instead of done. That means I'm a person now instead of a cookie. Yay.

Anyway, yep, I'm done. G'night to all, and to all a Merry Summer.

Love is different...

Hmmm, that was a good song. Sorry, that title was inspired by the discovery of a new feature on my messenger, which shows everyone else what I am listening to. How fun. Too bad I was like the last one to find it, but that's okay, at least I did. It's kinda like the emoticons I found on my phone the other day. I've had the phone for probly a year at least, and just found them a few days ago... I'm very observant.

Excuse me "one of the guys," but at least I bother to post once in a while. I gave up on leaving comments on blogs such as yours, because it is pointless. You still do not post. At least I am not a slacker. I have posted more than once in the last week, which is more than you can say for the last month, so there.

I know how that sounded, but I actually am in a fair mood today. I was a bit depressed earlier (imagine that), as I woke up later than I intended and then felt that I accomplished nothing, which makes me feel very depressed. I am pathetic. Most people would like not having any work to do or anything, but I hate it.

I can't say I was completely useless today. I organized my underwear drawer. Yesterday I cleaned out my closet. Hey, it's a small start, but at least it's a start. Now what was once my bedroom now consists of stacks of clothing and other various junk. Isn't it frustrating that once you really start cleaning, everything actually looks worse than it did when it was really bad? It's like I've actually made the mess worse. GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, enough of that, it's just that I really don't have much to say, as my life has been very uneventful lately. I need a job. Too bad they'd fire me next month, since I would be gone for half of it. Excuse me, I wouldn't let them fire me, I'd quit first. By the way, "one of the guys," quit is spelled Q-U-I-T, not Q-U-I-T-E.

I think it might be time for one of those introspective posts again, though I'm going to have to work for a topic. I just have that feeling. Maybe another good song will inspire me. Maybe not. We'll see.

In the meantime, I must say that I was almost inspired to write a movie review, possibly from the lack of journalism lately... or maybe not. Okay, I wouldn't have written a movie review for anything, but I will say that my mother enjoyed "Monster-In-Law" immensly, and I will also say that it wasn't bad from my standpoint. It was actually pretty funny. I would recommend it for the girls, but not for you boys because there was no sick or sexist humor, so you probly wouldn't enjoy it much. Well, Graham might. He does like "The Notebook," so...

Okay, so I'm starting to go against the introspection thing, but if I don't, I'm not sure how I'm gonna kill the next like 4 hours. Well, I should just make it 2 hours, since I actually have to get up in the morning. I've watched too many movies lately for that to be appealing, so I don't know what I'm gonna do. Talk about boring...

I can't wait till next week. I'm gonna paint, hopefully, and be busy for at least a little while. There's no way that should be as exciting as it is to me, but it is. Yay! Any other odd jobs would also be gladly accepted. I think I might even learn to run the lawn mower. It's almost to that point, but maybe not quite.

My hair is getting really long. That's what happens when you don't cut it for a really, really long time. My mom suggested the other day that I get a summer haircut. I think not. I'm beginning to rather enjoy having really long hair. I was looking at pictures a while back from when my hair was short... not good, not good at all. Short hair is not good for people with round faces, I don't think. Then again, maybe it's just me.

Know what's fun? Eavesdropping on people at the Y. You can learn a lot that way. Like that the two middle-eastern guys there are students at Ozark, and so is the guy that works on the upper level, and that it is expensive to be married and go to college. (?) You can learn other things too, but that was the most recent conversation I heard. It makes those 30 minutes running go by much more quickly. Now if only they'd come talk behind the bikes...

I realize that this post is getting very lengthy and boring, but I am bored and have a length of time...

"Down in the valley, dyin' of thirst..." sorry, out of things to say for a minute there.... still out of things to say... "So you're gone, but I know you're not so far away...a call on the phone or a ride on a plane, but that just isn't the same..."

Did I mention that my room is a chaotic mess? Yes, I know I did. But it just keeps reiterating itself as I'm sitting here in the middle of it.

I'm gonna have to end this, cuz I simply can't think of anything else to say. I don't know where everybody is tonight, though I know where some people are... but it's boring with nobody to talk to, so I'm just gonna have to call it quits.

Well, here's to you,... somebody... sorry.

Let's see.......

Let's see, there's been abosolutely nothing exciting about today. Oh wait, there was one exciting moment.

I was texting someone, Renee I think, and I discovered that there are emoticons on my phone. It was definetly one of the most exciting moments of my life. Sadly, I mean that seriously.

Well Alicia, I'm glad you are finding the joy of blogging and reading blogs during journalism. It is very fun. I am enjoying my days off, though I'm a little bored at the moment. Say "Hi" to everyone in journalism for me. Way to not try for a paper either. It's what I woulda done. You're making me proud... :) (just don't let Eck read this, though he couldn't do anything now anyway...)

Hmmm... I'm out of things to say, but at least I said something. That's more than most people have had to say lately it seems...

Hmmm... I just managed to save this as a draft. Not sure how that happened, but oh well, at least I didn't lose it. Not that it woulda mattered much anyway, since this was a basically pointless post, but oh well.

I'm going to end this now before it gets more pointless. Bye Bye...

Hmmmm....

I think this is about the third post that I have titled that. Oh well.

So let's see... a lot has happened since that last exciting post. I finished the speech, but not that night. I put it off another day. I have still not eaten a peach, though I had some pineapple at lunch today. There still is much love in the air, though what do I know about such things? It's just my observation...

Let's see... I also had to give the speech, which wasn't scary till I got up there and realized that there were like a million people there, but once I got started it was okay. In giving the speech, I also mean that I graduated, which was much fun, though Project Grad. kinda stunk. The tricycles were the best part, mostly watching the parents ride them...

The movie I-Robot is very good. I finally got to see the last 15 minutes of it tonight, which made me incredibly happy. Hmmm... I also enjoyed A Walk to Remember which is very happy and sad, and Meet the Fockers, which is just really funny. Good times...

You know what kinda stinks about graduating, and nobody else will agree with me on? It's the fact that tomorrow I have no where to go and nothing to do. I mean, I was sick of going to school, but at least I got to leave the house. I'm sure I'll still find a way to leave the house. Hey, I have to go to the Y.

You know what makes me sad? Finding that nobody else is here to talk to, even when I knew they wouldn't be. Now I am stuck talking to this blog, and hoping that I still agree with everything I've said by the time you all have read it... you all being like 2 people.

I should be sleepy by 1 in the morning, but not these days. I didn't really sleep last night, but then I didn't do anything all afternoon either, so it's not like I expended a lot of energy. I'm to that point now where thoughts are keeping me up at night, meaning that I'm sleeping too much. Typically, I'm sleepy enough that no matter what is torturing me, I can sleep through it. Not so these days, but that's okay, I guess I get more worked out that way.

This is going to be really long and boring. I apologize to anyone who actually makes it this far. There may be a lot more after this, depending on what pops into my head.

I should post those prom pictures I said I was going to post last time. I think I got too sleepy that night to do it, or maybe too distracted, but whatever.

Know what? It's really hard to type when the nails on your left hand are still done but the ones on your right hand are gone. Of course now I have virtually no nails on the right hand because they are really thin and dry from being done. Yuck.

Hmmm... how am I going to continue to kill time? I need a job, but I don't want to have to quit after a little less than a month cuz I'm gonna be gone all the time. If anybody has a temporary job for Lendi, they should let her know... wow, referring to myself in third person... scary.

I thoroughly enjoy this new shirt I am wearing that says "I (heart) MOM." It is very fun. I had to be very insistent after church today that they let me change before we ate. I was just very excited about this shirt though, since it was Mother's Day.

I don't like leather or vinyl sofas. They are hot and cold and sticky. Brandon, your sofa stinks... sorry, not really, it was just hot and cold and sticky tonight. I just had a difficult time watching 2 whole movies on it, but it's okay, I won't hold it against you, not that you'd care if I did, seeing as how if I left you "might wave" and you "might help me carry my bags to the car." I don't remember how that conversation started, but it made me feel very unspecial... oh well :)

Okay, I'm beginning to get bored with this now, as I'm sure my extensive audience is as well. I'm going to go try to post prom pictures. Hopefully Blogger will be in a good mood and let me do it... Bye for now!!!!

Yeah, okay, so not prom, but there's enough of those now. She's way cuter anyway... musta been good cake...

Hey Matt, you can keep them... I'd trade with you!!!

After that, the mob had no chance, and here's where they ended up...

And then Charlie brought out the real thing...

It's like the mob takes on Charlie's Angels!!!

Awww...

Speeches, peaches, what's the difference???

I hate speech-writing. I'd rather eat peaches. Okay, that was dumb, I'm getting sleepy. I still have to finish my speech though. I'm beginning to hate the part I already wrote though, so I'm not sure what I'm gonna do. I have to finish it tonight though.

Can I just say that I love McDonald's, but I hate their seating? Oh wait, I hate the seating at all the places we go to anymore. Sorry, just had to think that out loud.

Okay, so I'm mostly just posting this because Brandon said I wouldn't, so I have to. Well, I am going to return the favor and say that he and everybody else won't post, meaning that now you have to, cuz I'm bored!!!

Know what I should do? I should post some prom pictures after this. That would be fun. I will have to do it.

I am having trouble coming up with things to say tonight. I could say some things, but it might not be too wise. I'm really not sure what though, cuz I'm really in a pretty good mood, except for the speech-writing and lack of peaches, which I think would make me sick right now.

There is much love in the air tonight.

I hate speeches.

My vision is blurring.

My bathroom door squeaks really loud.

Gone like a freight train, gone like yesterday, gone like a Civil War soldier, bang bang.... sorry.

Mmhmm...

Well, okay, I'm done. Bye

Hello fellow graduates, and nongraduates, and so on...

I, yes, me, have decided to be a rebel. I am going to make a post on this blog, in order to defy the trend of not blogging. I can only hope that I will have a large following now that most of my fellow former bloggers are also out of school... forever. Yay!!!

I am probably going to have to leave in the middle of this, but I will return and finish it. You see, our freezer died to day. It went dead, muerto, caput, croaked, etc. We had a new freezer about an hour ago, but as we opened it, which seriously felt like Christmas to me, so much I was singing Christmas songs, I noticed a very large and ugly dent in the top of the door.

The freezer was from Home Depot, of course, which I don't understand, because last I knew, we were boycotting them because they give money to gay people, or so my mom thought she heard. Anyway, it was from there, and they wouldn't deliver another one at 8 o'clock at night, nor would they give us a discount, so my parents are currently on an angry excursion to get another freezer, hopefully without a dent.

I am upset. I was very deeply engrossed in I-Robot this afternoon when I was forced to leave and go to "work." I am going to have to rent it now, and it was so close to being done. GRRR!!!

Okay, they are home, I must go to work, but hopefully I will return, though I probly won't be so much of a rebel that I post again today. But you never know... Na na na na, na na na na, hey, hey, hey, goodbye...