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Right now, the Homecoming Dance is happening. The only reason why I regret not buying a ticket is because its my first ever dance at a high school. Kinda wanted to experience that, but whatever. There are many more dances to come..

Today was Jock/Nerd Day. Could've worn my tennis uniform as a "jock", but decided against it. I don't have much school spirit.

Yet again, still torn between things. If so, even worse then yesterday.
Tennis practice was alright. I always shriek and/or scream of frustration, or of happiness when I hit the ball. Frustration when I hit the ball horribly wrong, happiness when I hit it fairly well. I dread tennis practice, but then I look forward to it. I'm always laughing and smiling during practice.

Our Freshman float is coming along alright, or so I think. I've been trying to go up there and help them with it, but I haven't found the time, or a ride. But I know, being Freshmen and whatnot, our floats going to get egged/paint balled.. whatever. The only problem is, our class is so lame, I don't think we're gonna be able to retaliate. Jeez.. Why can't we have cooler people in our class.

Glad tomorrow's barely a school day. Disappointed because theres no tennis practice, but then again somewhat happy. Nervous for no reason at all, exhausted.. and might be coming down with a cold. More then 4 times today, I had a case of massive shivering. You'd think that me being an ice skater would make me immune to the cold. But thats not the case.

Gosh, I just wanna snuggle up in my warm bed right now. Wish I could sleep in tonight, wish I could ditch school, wish I could just get the hell away from my doubts. Kinda wish I didn't have ice skating tomorrow morning..

Yesterday was Homecoming. Went to the game: we won 55-0 against Richmond.
I know I said I'd try to get my blog to look at lot better then it does now. And I really need to do that soon. But by the looks of it, I don't think I have enough time. I have my first ever debate tournament next Saturday in Analy, and I need to review all my cases so they're debatable, and up to debate quality.

I don't feel as stable anymore. Sometimes I feel like I'm in control, and I'm completely aware of my actions, and I know what I'm doing, and I'm organized about it. But now, I'm all over the place, completely disorganized, and nervous and jittery. And its weird.. when I think too much, think too deep, I just get this feeling. I don't know how to explain it. I just feel like crying, but I don't. Whatever, I'm just really unstable.
This week, I've misplaced so much stuff, which lead me to turning in homework late. I've also been procrastinating homework until late night/early morning. Then I have to try to finish everything up in my first block class. Sometimes even copying other people's work, which I promised myself I wouldn't do. I said I wouldn't depend on other people to help me get through, but I don't know.. Its been so tough.

My bad habits seem to be popping up, from biting my nails, to running my hands through my hair, to tapping my feet impatiently, to eating constantly. Biting my nails lead to icky looking nails, running my hands through my hair leads to hair falling out at an unusual rate, tapping my feet.. well, my mom just hates it. And eating my feelings?.. kinda self explanatory.
I really just wanna run. Go outside, and run like hell. But I don't think I have the energy or time.

Blehh.. If only I had enough time tomorrow.

Wow. I feel like I'm on a high. A high, from reading a book. I'm so glad I bought this book, and I'm glad I finally began to read it. Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm gonna say this. Screw Harry Potter! This book is BETTER. But thats just my admiration for fantasy and romance. Harry Potter romance? Cho Chang and Harry Potter. Hmm.. not exaclty JK Rowling's forte.

Twilight. I'm so glad they have 2 books after this one. They're even making it into a movie! Hopefully the movie shows how good the book really is.
Oh! The forbidden love, the ecstasy I feel when I read this book. Love, so dangerous yet so addicting. Edward, so perfect, yet so sensitive and gentle with Bella. OMG, the wittiness! I can just feel my heart throbbing while I read those words. The words just glide together, and its so unbelievably romantic with a hint of danger. Its like a call! "I'm dangerous. Love me."
I want an Edward for Christmas!! Although.. not the inhuman part. He may even top Draco Malfoy! *GASP* I know!! So damn unbelievable!!

Phew, anyways.. I hope I can keep my excitement down for now. Today.. hmm.. Went to SF by myself on BART. Totally forgot there was a 49ers game today, so I was packed tightly in when I transfered on MacArthur. Good thing I'm not completely claustrophobic.
Walked aimlessly around places. In a daze, not paying attention to anything I was doing. Skipped lunch because of it.
I never noticed how BART can actually be quiet calming. But only when a few people are on the train with you. I dunno why, but BART is just so.. peaceful. If they actually dimmed the lights a little bit, I'd probably fall asleep in an instant. Oddly enough, I like laughing at the people who do fall asleep on BART. I've had my fair share, I must admit. I remember being 4 years old, my grandparents would take us on BART.
I've fallen asleep on BART at the most random times. Maybe its the faint rocking, or the somewhat peaceful noise, that blocks out all those bad thoughts. I dunno what it is, but I just love taking BART. Maybe I should do this more often..

Anyways, enough babbling like an idiot. I should go finish that book I just oh so adore.

Nobody asks how I am anymore. I'm there for them, and I ask how things are going, or I try. But they never turn the question to me. I feel like I don't have anyone to lean on, and that I'm alone. I guess thats just me though. Maybe people do ask me how I'm doing, but I don't realize. Am I going blind to the things around me? Either that, or I can't exactly word how I'm feeling to people. Therefore, I just say "I'm fine."
I don't like it when people worry about me though. Its nice, I admit, but I feel like I'm begging for attention. And I just hate begging for attention.
I mean, how are you suppose to shift the conversation from a happy one, to a deep meaningful one about feelings and how mean life is being? That kind of conversation doesn't flow.

There's no school today. I actually wish there was school. At least It'd keep my mind off of things.
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget.
It was a line I got from my book. The sequel after Twilight, New Moon. I've been burying my head into the book. Its so absolutely addicting.

I like the rain. I left my window open last night, so I could hear the pitter-pattering of the rain, and the faint sound of the BART tracks. Put me to sleep right away, but I woke up shivering. I like the rain, when your stuck indoors. Hate it, when you have errands to do.

All my friend's are getting together today at someone's house since there's no school. I'd love to be able to join them, but I have too much stuff to do. *sigh* Its not fair...

Too lazy to come up with something to write. More like, no energy.

I pretty much failed this tournament. And I feel like a failure. I can just imagine my parents asking me if I won anything or not, and the disappointment on their face when they find out I didn't.

... Well, Thankfully, my parents didn't even remember I had a real debate tournament with trophies and everything. They didn't even know where I was the whole day today. Or.. sorta. But I won't tell them details. It hurts, because I'm probably gonna have to lie to them if they ask. I'd rather tell them a lie, then to have them disappointed in me. I know, its not the best thing.. but it works, for now.

*sigh* I'm so stupid. So like, earlier today, someone was using lust in a sentence. And they were defining what lust meant. For a second, I was confused. I thought they were using lust the wrong way. But then I noticed, it wasn't them using the word wrong, it was me.
I then had a little laughing fit in my head. I felt so stupid. This whole time, I've been using the word... incorrectly. Gah...

Mm.. I was gonna go to sleep like, 20 minutes ago, but as usual, I got distracted. My friend's taking me to another one of her school dances. Headroyce... pretty nice school. I've been to their Winter Formal dance 2 years ago. That was.. interesting.

*sigh* I just noticed, at my debate tournament yesterday, I giggled at the judge. GIGGLED... how desperate can I get?! I had to swoon the judge.. like omg. Whatever, kinda over it. Theres still the other tournament in San Ramon..
They also changed the resolution. So that means writing WHOLE NEW cases!! ARGH. I already almost died from writing the "a just society ought not use the death penalty as a form of punishment" case. Now I have to write 2 whole new ones with a different resolution that I don't get at all!?!?!?! x_x

So Fenton's has this.. contest? Compete against the clock, I guess. 20 minutes to finish this HUGE bowl of ice cream worth $10... you get a free t-shirt :D Given the fact that I absolutely love ice cream, I think it'll be perfect.
Oh man.. I'm gonna be so sugar high.

Hehe, I think thats a funny word. Chagrin. Should've put that as my title for my last blog entry..

Hmm.. yesterday was my parents' 20 year anniversary. All that really happened was my mom buying a $5,000 ring for herself. For herself. *sigh* Maybe my daddy isn't one of those romantic types. And my mom?.. She's just like me. A hopeless romantic. I wonder what their relationship was like in the "Hearts and Flowers" stage. Ironically enough, my mom doesn't like flowers...

It kinda freaks me out. How in only 20 years of their marriage, there's constant fighting. And there were numerous times when divorce was a factor.. But then again, 20 years is pretty long. My grandparents celebrated their 50th anniversary in 2003. Jeez..
I'm just sorta.. amazed. I'm not a commitment-phobe. If anything, I'm horrified of being alone. But that just seems.. so long. But hey. None of that matters if your with the one you truly love, right?

In this blog, I've come to a conclusion. I'm hiding half of myself from this. Half my hurting, half of who I am. I could write so much about my life. But half of that includes my hurting, and includes my pain.
Sure, sure. When I say, "I feel like crying." I never really list the reason. I don't find enough confidence to say it. I'm too scared to say why. I'm too scared to be judged, and I'm too scared that it'll hurt people. Knowing that this blog is posted on tic.tumblr doesn't really help either.
... There's always the factor of just setting it to private. But who would that benefit? I surely would already know, since its already written in my red notebook.

It rained today. Felt good.. like the tight, almost humid air was wrapping itself around me. Like nature knew that I was in need of a hug. I brought an umbrella, but never took it out.
But I blame the rain for why I'm so moody. I got my phone taken away, because debate class let out early. We're suppose to be working on our new resolution cases, but I don't really feel like it. Brennan also forgot our ballots in his mom's car >:/.. so I couldn't see how I did.
Anyways, I figured since I was out of school so early, why not call a few people. Was about to call my mom to pick me up, when the stupid security lady goes and takes my phone! Rawr.
That left me stranded at the school, in the rain, with no phone.

Speaking of phones, I'm getting an iPhone :D... I feel kinda spoiled, actually. My mom offered to buy me one when Dennis asked for one. I said I didn't want one.
1. High chance of me loosing it. 2. Why do I need one?
So I declined. Then my mom goes online to check out deals. Buy two iPhones, get one cellphone free. Now I guess I'm getting one. I COULD let my mom get the iPhone, and I get the free cellphone. But I'll save my mom the confusion she'll face when trying to figure out how to work it. :]

Oh crap. Halloween's coming up. Still no costume! I also have to figure out how to get my classes for next semester set up. I've come to the agreement of doing Alg. II/Trig. this year. Just to get it over with. And since I have PE, I can substitute PE with Alg. II/Trig.
But the catch is, I have French, English, debate, and now Alg. II/Trig. Since that's already 4 credits I'm gonna earn, I can't get PE credits for having a waiver.
Dad offered I take French during the summer; ATDP. But I reminded him there's no French.. which is disappointing. So then he offered I take Alg II/Trig. during ATDP. Uhh.. that's gonna be hard.
*sigh* who knew working out a school schedule can be so exasperating.

RAWR!! My AIM isn't working. *sigh* That's so unfair..
So, since its not working, I've resorted to watching TV. Haven't watched TV for a while. Yeah, 3 weeks is a while if you ask me. Watching, or watched Gilmore Girls. I don't like Alexis Bledel! She's too pretty -__-;!! Gilmore Girls is witty too. Man.. I wish I was witty.
Pokemon re-runs on!! Teehee.. it's Ash's old voice. I remember I had a crush on Ash. The way he turned his hat backwards was ... dreamy? Also had a crush on Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon :] But his voice for the english version was so.. ew.
Wasn't so much the looks that got me googly eyed. The suave, and coolness they projected was part of it. Also because I loved the shows. Hehe.

Rained again. Wasn't too happy about it, because that meant no tennis practice. I haven't gone to tennis practice in a week. Mm.. not good. I also didn't go ice skating Friday morning. Huh. That's 5 days without any working out. The weekend also rendered a lot of stuffing my face. And since the rain has been pouring down, that stuck me inside the house, and I couldn't walk anywhere. Grr.. I think I've just been reminded at how much I dislike the rain.
GAH. Every channel I change to involves food! All the signs are pointing to food. Food food food food.

*sigh* I give up. I'm gonna go eat more food.

Yay. I've finally made it to 50!!! Haven't written an entry in a while. And to tell you the truth, its been a huge relief. I've been coming home pretty late, and sleeping really early. Yes, 8 pm is very early. We've been cramming all the games that we missed last week because of the rain. Which 1. Leaves me exhausted 2. Makes me get home really late.
Well, I guess its a good thing that the homework load has been light. For now at least.
I'm starting to stick every bit of sleeping I can get into my time schedule. From sleeping in just a tad bit more, to dozing off for 3 minutes in class.

Even ice skating has been effected by my "lack of energy". Practice has been so tiring! I get up at 4:30 and get there at 5:30. Its so cold when I get up. Let alone, the ice rink itself. Every morning I'm shivering to the bone. And then when I skate, I can barely keep my eyes open. My eyes are just screaming at the harsh cold air that rushes past me when I skate. Argh. Not to mention ice burns. You get a burn from skidding on the ice. Then what do you do? You put ice on it. Oh the irony.

Earlier today, I was in hysterics. Shrieking might be a better way to define it. They handed out the school newspaper today. I never got one, but they passed it out at the end of Block 3, which (for most people) is the end of school. But noooo, I have a Block 4. That basically means all my friends get out of school before me.
Anyways, I walk to debate, and my friend has a newspaper in her hands. I looked over her shoulder, and saw my picture.
Now not too long ago, I remember a group of newspaper guys asking if we (my friend and I) wanted to get interviewed. We figured, why not? There's a small chance of it actually being published in the school newspaper. Well they asked us about hazing, and what we thought about it.

Hah. I started screaming, shrieking, and wailing. I absolutely dislike pictures of myself. I mean, sometimes I can handle it if only a few people see it. But come on. It was in the frickin' newspaper. THE SCHOOL NEWSPAPER! UUUGGHHH. Not to mention, its not even a "decent" picture! Its horrifying!!!! >:[
Hmm.. If I could compare my screaming and shrieking, I'd compare it to that one time.. SOMEONE (:P) decided to put my picture as one of the TIC computers' wallpaper. Riccesha's individual project picture of me. Oh gosh. I shudder at the thought.
If I could compare those two shrieks, I'd say today's was a lot worse. By a long shot.
Not to mention, they totally misinterpreted my words!! I never said anything along the lines of "I absolutely think hazing is immature, and is for pompous egotistical dumb butts." I never even implied that! But NOO. The stupid newspaper makes me look like a bitch! Now everyone's gonna wanna haze me now! FUCK. Like I didn't get enough of that already?! Grr...

*sigh* I guess it can't be helped. Anyways, I spent Wednesday night curled up on the couch, scaring myself by watching horrifying, gory, yet suspenseful and thrilling movies. I also watched Hot Fuzz a while ago, and thought it was really cool. Despite all the blood.. and.. dead torn away heads. But whatever, the accents= cool.
I told my friends I watched a few gory/scary movies, and I told them which ones too. They were utterly surprised when I added in the fact that I watched them all by myself. Hehe, it left me feeling accomplished and proud :]

Whenever someone says they have a Harry Potter movie, the first thing I say is, "Is it the third one?!?!?!?!" because NO ONE has the third one! And its not fair, because Draco Malfoy looks sexiest in that movie! Oh my gosh.. his undeniably hot swagger, his accent, his smirk! His sneer, his evilness, his uncanny ability to project hatred, yet you still wanna hug him!!
AH!! I can't wait for the sixth movie! Although I've got to admit, the present day Draco Malfoy/Tom Felton has lost his.. hottness. But hey. I don't care :D

Ok ok, I'm done being all gushy for Draco Malfoy. Oh jeez.. even the way his name fits together is so cool. OK! I'm done. *sigh* I've been pulling through these past few nights with Michael Buble, and Norah Jones. I'm starting to turn toward jazz and blues. At least thats what I think those genres are. But knowing me, I'll probably turn back to rock and alternative by the beginning of the next year.
Days seem to be passing by slower and slower. I admit, its freaky thinking that every day that passes by, I'm gradually getting older and older. Sometimes as the day turns to night, I feel like I didn't use the day to its fullest potential. And I hate that. I always regret things, because I know I can do better. "Do your best" is how the term goes, but I never do. I don't even know what "MY best" is.

Phew. This is long. I guess I'm making up for lost time? I wish.
Mm.. I'm hungry.

Hehe. If you don't know what Eggo's are, then you probably wouldn't get my title.
Just came back from a Head-Royce dance. My friend invited me, which took some complications because they made guests (me) sign stupid papers. But in the end, I got 'em signed and faxed :]

The dance itself was lame. Lame compared to 2 years ago at least. But that was the Winter Ball. This was just a regular, lame, school dance. "Casual" is how we were suppose to dress. Although, my friend forgot to add in the fact that I had to wear a white T because the dance had UV lights and stuff.. So I kinda blended in with the darkness, while everyone was popping out and glowing.
I was reminded at how much I suck at dancing in public. I also really distaste how the only songs played, were these.. rap songs that I didn't know. Occasionally, there would be a few songs here or there that I'd know. And a "Hey There Delilah" song, the last song they played. But other then that, I knew none of the songs. Mm.. no wonder why I don't go to dances anymore.

*sigh* Dances are all about ego, and confidence. 1. You gotta have enough confidence to actually dance. 2. You need ego AND confidence to ask someone to "dance with you". 3. You have to have enough ego to not even bother asking anyone to dance with you. You just wait for the fish to come. Huh. Exactly why I hate dances.
I wonder if I got a tan. UV lights= tanning booths. Mm.. how effective! But I didn't want a tan :[

I'm surprised my parents let me stay out this late. Usually they call continuously telling me to go home. Have I finally gained their trust?!?! I sure hope so. My curfew for a while before used to be 8. Home before 8. 9 at the latest. Hopefully this new trust I've supposedly gained lasts long enough for it to be permanent.

Gonna watch Across the Universe later on today. Ooo.. hopefully it'll be good.

I don't necessarily know how to describe everything. I haven't been on the computer since Sunday. Besides the occasional essay/case typing, I've been bereaved of the computer. Not because of my parents actually, but because it takes too much time to turn it on, get it started and all that junk. Plus, once I get my laptop going, I spend hours on it doing absolutely nothing. Hours that could be spent on homework, is spent on the computer.

Although my parents should've taken my computer away, they didn't. But I did get yelled at quite a bit for ditching half of church. Hey, not my fault I wanted to rebel. I went to the beginning half, just because I know I'd feel somewhat bad if I ditched the whole day. So I'm about to leave, when everyone starts guilt tripping me. "Oh Tiffany! You should stay. It'll be good for you." Ugh, I'm sick and tired of being forced to stay. Some days, I actually want to go. Other days, I just go because I know 1. I'd get yelled at 2. It'd be disappointing others, or 3. I get to hang out with friends.
So I ditch, and walk to the Plaza so I can see Across the Universe at Berkeley with them. But when I get there, my friends start criticizing me! "OMG Tiff, I can't believe you actually go to church every Sunday!" Its like they have the unmistakable stereotype/assumption that all us Christians go, "Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!!" and lay on the floor, having seizures because were "possessed" by the Holy Spirit or something. Its retarded as hell. (No pun intended)
Its like just because I have faith in something, or that I believe in something, people automatically judge me. "Oh, you're Christian?... *awkward*" Sure, they try not to show they care, but I can obviously tell it does effect them some way or another.

And so, as horribly ashamed as I am to say, (due to my phobia of being judged or disappointing others) I can just feel my faith slipping. Doubt surely washes over me, and my mind's finally open to various possibilities. Call this a turning point? I don't necessarily know, but for once, I can speak for myself. I have the ability to pick what I want to believe in, and what I want to follow. I know my parents will definitely go bezerk, growing up in a Christian household and everything. But I need to figure things out for myself, and not because I was influenced by this religion first.

I admit, my friends' perspectives and criticism are a huge effect. They denigrate and poke holes through my "innocent self-image". I'm known to them as the "Good Influence" just because I can differentiate whats good from bad better then them, and I was strong when peer-pressure came our way. My head was above the water, while they were sinking below farther and farther. And in the end, who influence them? Me. Who pulled them out of the deep abyss? Me. And yet they vilify how innocent and how much of a goody-two shoes I am.
*sigh* But hey? Whats wrong with being a good kid? Nothing at all.

Mm.. btw, Across the Universe is extremely good. Trippy, but way cool. The Beatles songs are really pretty in the movie. Especially 'Hey Jude', and 'If I Fell'.
While we were playing our tennis match against Pinole Valley, there were these.. kids that were singing.
"Shoot *insert someones name* in the head! (repeat x2) Whoop *insert someones name* in the face! (repeat x2) There will be no more torturing!!"
Like.. WTF?! There were also other things like "punch *insert name* in the face" or something. But I didn't quite catch it. Is this like, a new fad or trend going on with the little kids?! Holy moley. Our future's gonna be filled with serial killers.

Rawr. I'm so hungry. Which is odd, because I ate a humongous dinner last night. But I'm trying to save tons of room for Fenton's tonight!! Hopefully I can win that free t-shirt. It's just a t-shirt, but its nice to be able to boast about winning something. Even if that something is eating 3 huge scoops of ice cream under 20 minutes. Mm.. my type of competition; competing against the clock.

I haven't been on the computer since.. well gosh, I don't remember. I just know that I'm not gonna make of excuses for not going on the computer. I know I'm not obligated to go on the computer, but I feel like I should be going on the computer. No questions asked. But this week was 1. End of the first term, and 2. Last week of tennis.
Yeah, sure. Being only a Freshman means that theres no "real" hard tests. But report cards are coming along Monday, and I'm freaking out. Not to mention debate. Our final draft casings are due Monday, and I haven't even started! I've procrastinated it too long. It was assigned last weekend, so putting it off for a week isn't that great. Urgh, I need some motivation to start writing it.
Ah.. tennis. Last week of tennis. I'll probably still play tennis along the school year, but Girls Gaucho Tennis '07 is done. *sigh* we played Berkeley last. And dammit, Berkeley girls are mean. When I'm about to serve, I call out the score. But sometimes it takes a while for me to register the score. So I go 15- umm.... and the stupid Berkeley girls snap," 30!" It took a little self control to not throw my tennis racket at her. Although I must say, it was tempting. But I'd never do that for real. Maybe.

Geography stinks now. Its so horrible. The class is made up of stupid people who can't control their tempers, and yell at the teacher. One girl even dared to say to teacher, "You stupid bitch." All my classmates were laughing their asses off. I stifled a laugh, but then felt sorry for the poor old lady. Mrs. Reading has the highest pitch voice I've ever heard, and her voice is like nails on a chalk board. It definitely gets your attention, but its so annoying.
We worked in groups yesterday and Thursday. We were in groups of three, and our desks were moved together. When your in a group, you're suppose to work together, as a group. We went over this thing, and we had to take notes. Supposedly, the thing we read had "big words" in it, like nativist, and benevolent. So I'm stuck with these two people, who are a couple. The guy is suppose to be taking the notes. But their caught up with each other. Sticking their faces close to each other, whispering in each others ear, and kissing. I found it so adorable, that I just decided to let them off the hook, and I took the notes.
When I'd glance over at them, I'd always smile because it was damn adorable. The girl would always whisper things, blush, look away. And the guy just smiled at her. He had this beaming look on his face whenever he looked at her. It made me happy to see it, and I was extremely happy for them. But it also made my heart ache. But you know, its typical.

What should I be for Halloween? I've asked myself that question so many times. Halloween is on Wednesday for goodness sake! And what am I gonna be? I had no idea, until last night.
I found these panda ears that I got from DC. That animal/mammal museum. Well, I've decided that I'm gonna be a Panda! Haha, an asian girl, being a Panda. Why am I not surprised by my choice? But yea, Panda seems to be just fine. I don't feel like spending $50 on a lame costume. I'd rather just pick it out using stuff I already have. Black and white, how easy can that be.
"Halloween is an excuse for girls to dress slutty, without being called sluts." Mm hmm, I remember that from Mean Girls. And no, I think my costume will be modest. Relatively modest, at the most. The most sluttiest I could go, is wearing black tights, white short shorts, and a white tank top.
Hah, NO. Black jeans, and a white shirt. But the only problem is... I don't have a white shirt.

We were assigned debate cases to do (both sides, as always) a week ago. We had the whole weekend and a couple days before that to do it. And did I do it? Nope. It was originally due yesterday, but since no one actually did it, it was postponed to today. And did anyone finish it? Only the really smart straight A+ students. Which evidently, is only two students.
I'm thinking of quitting debate. But then again, I really think it'll be helpful. Plus, it'll look pretty cool on my college application :D. I'm not finding much enjoyment debating anymore. Its almost like I've lost my spark/passion for arguing and having quip remarks. I need some motivation to start writing my cases!
Not to mention, the kind of debate we do is based on morals and ethics. Philosophy and all that stuff. I admit, that part is interesting. But its not something I'd really get into. Its too confusing.

With Halloween coming up, everyone's being all cheery and happy. It really brings up my mood. Also, not to mention the fuzzy feeling I get when I remember the Holiday's are coming up soon. I adore the Holiday's. Not because of the presents. I don't necessarily like receiving presents, and I'm no good at giving them either. So its even. No, I like the Holiday's because everyone's in a good mood and its almost as if nothing can bring it down. Maybe thats just me. I agree, not everything is Happy Go Lucky. But still.
The greatest way to top off a perfect Holiday, is if it would just snow. I love the snow. I don't care if I'm freezing my butt off, I absolutely love the snow. I'm still extremely jealous of the East Coast for getting Snow Days, and being able to play in the snow. But then again, we have amazing all year round weather.

Plans for Halloween- Party that consists of only rap music, a scary movie marathon (:[), trick-or-treating, then Haunted House? I heard in the Haunted House, Chucky chases after you. Like, holy crap. I am HORRIFIED of Chucky. I'll cry if I get creeped out enough.

One reason to hate Halloween: Scary stuff!