Sweet Freedom

You are reading the blog of a girl who got to start driving again as of this past Monday! It was two months exactly since I last drove. How crazy is that? I got to be early to class for the first time in two months all this week! (Okay, I have a werid need to be early/on time every where I go.) In my personal opinion if you're always late it's because you think you're more important than anything/anybody else that you hold up by being late.
In other news, I had my history final this morning even though we still have another week of class before finals. We have a few things left to do, so I have two more days of history next week. Yea! (I've decided that 7:30 is too early for a class unless you absolutley need one to fill a requirement that's only offered that early.) I really like the teacher for this class, but I hate hate hate his tests! If it weren't for his dumb tests I'd have an A. Oh well.
Lets see. . . tomorrow I'm going shopping for toys to entertain Jeff for the 7 hour bus ride to Anacortas. That's always fun. . . dollar tree here I come! I also need to get a plain white tshirt for the opening ceremony to put a spidercrab on with Kim.
My class schedule for next year is algebra at 8:30, history 9:30, speech 10:30 and choir at 11:30. (Don't worry Anna it's only MWF so I'll be able to go to intervarsity worship.)
Yep, that's all folks. Talk to ya later.

A History on Me

As some of you know I went to my doctor in Seattle yesterday afternoon. In order for what he told me to make sense to you, lets go back more than nineteen years. My mom was pregnant with one baby; or so she thought. I was a suprise. Anyways, the baby my parents didn't know they were having had a stroke. Now we all know what strokes do to old people right? You got the trouble with talking, walking and moving usually only one side of their body. Well, if you have one as a baby they call it cerebral palsy. I have a mild form. There are some people that I've met who have CP who can't walk, talk etc. My left hand and arm are pretty much useless. They just hang around. Heh. That sounds funny. I walked with a really bad limp in my left leg until I was nine and had surgery. (My left arm and leg didn't grow as much as they should've so I was lopsided.) I still walk a little funny, but not enough so that people make fun of. (That's a plus.) Heh. About the end of fifth grade I started having what I would learn in about a year to be seizures. I went to every freaking doctor in Yakima and nobody knew anything. (My mom evenually asked a doctor from West Pres if he could recommend someone. The guy he recommened didn't have room for another patient so he recommended me to Dr. Vlcek.) Dr. Vlcek is a neuraligist. He told my parents I was having seizures. Then he told us the bad news: most people with CP get these seizures when they're three and they go away by the time you enter kindergarden. If you get them after age three, you'll most likely have seizures for the rest of your life. He put me on Tegretol. I was on that until July between junior and senior year of high school except for a brief time sophomore year of high school, but that came to a screeching halt when I had a seizure three days before my sixteenth birthday. (Margarete & Stover were with me. We were walking dogs for the Humane Society. The one time I've ever been in an ambulance and I couldn't even enjoy it. Sad.) Anyways, Dr. V. told us that Tegretol causes a loss of bone density in women. Joy. So he switched me to Keppra which does not cause bone density loss. Everything was fine until this past March when I had a mini seizure while running errands during spring break. So I said goodbye to driving and hello to increased Keppra. Alas, the seizures were still hangin' around. That brings us to the present. I told Dr. V. about the seizures I was having, but he doesn't think they're seizures. He thinks I'm having spasticicity so say hello to Baclofen. Yes folks I get to add another medication. Joy. Just what I always wanted. Spasticicity is this tightness in my left leg and arm that come around in my arm especially 'cause it doesn't get used. Most people or all people? don't know they whole story. I enjoy that fact 'cause if people know somethings different about you, they tend to treat you different. The old saying "make fun of what you're scared of or don't understand." Or maybe that's just my saying. *shrug*
All I have to say is God must have an awesome plan for my life 'cause what teenager would like any of the above?
PS- who comes up with these names of medications? Where do you get tegretol, keppra and baclofen? I mean, come on.

I'm getting excited!

Last night was the meeting with the whole Yakima team for Orcas. My pod (pod 'cause that's what orcas travel in), is made up of two women teachers, five girl mentors and two guy mentors. None of you guys know then except Anna and Cherize know two of them. Molly and Kim. Yes, you read right, Molly is in my pod. But it's okay 'cause the purpose of my going to Orcas has nothing to do with Molly. Maybe if I keep telling myself that. . . no it really is okay. It's just that as I discovered last summer, she pays more attention to me and my boy than her boy. That's bad. Plus she talks about her past boys in front of her new boy. She's talking to me or someone else, but he's right there so he hears which is not good. I need to talk to her about that. . . and now I'm ranbling. Anyways, my little boy for this summer is Jeffrey Martinez. I know his dad is white, his mom is mexican, he goes to Adams Elementary and he always looks like he lost his best friend. I will need to call the teachers of my pod to find out more so I can get age appropriate toys. The good news is that in comparing Jeff to last summer's Sergio, he'll be easier. *heave sigh of relief* We leave on June 20th and come back on the 24th. It's almost a month away! If only we could skip to the 17th of June. Then school would be over. (That's an added bonus.) But the 17th is when we puffy paint the blue sweatshirts for the boys. It's really fun! That's on Friday. The following Sunday we have commitioning at 1st Pres at 9:30AM instead of the usual 8:ooAM! Hooray for sleeping in! Then it's back to 1st Pres by 2:30PM to meet the 21 mentors, six teachers, the other director and assorted suppost staff from Kennewick. This year we're going to have a clown's communion. Does anyone know how that is different from a regular communion? I guess I'll find out in a month, but I'm curious. Then we get blabbed at for a while, eat dinner and have the opening ceremony where we get to meet our boys!!! My pod is the spider crab so we need to have a spider crab on us somewhere. Kim and I are going to make shirts. (That way we can wear them after Orcas is over.)
On a side note today I reread a book I'm going to recommend to all girls that read my blog. It's called forsuchatimeisthis by Lisa Ryan. I will lend it to anyone. It's a book about how to be a modern day Esther. (That's why no boys will be interested unless you want to be a modern day Esther too.)

Good Times in SpokaVegas

Today was Barbie's graduation from Whitworth. Dad, Julie, Laura and myself drove down this morning. Mom and Grandma went on Friday afternoon. We met at a restaurant across the street from Shari's 'cause it was packed. (I don't remember the name of it.) Anyways, I finally got to meet Barbie's boyfriend Jordan! He is sooo nice! Not to mention a Christian, super cute, very intelligent, with an awesome sense of humor! He was totally making major fun of Laura! It was only the second time he'd met her. During lunch I got to talk to Jordan 'cause he sat across from me. (I had to make sure he's good enough for my sister.) And before the graduation ceremony I got to talk with him some more. He's a werido! He enjoys disecting human cadavers. He does evenually want to be a surgeon, but still. . .Yuck!!! *shudder* So I'm not going to go to another graduation ever unless Valerie begs me 'cause they are seriously borrrring! But Whitworth does do something cool. They decorate their hats with something that relates to their major. Barbie had a double helix 'cause she majored in biology. The psych majors had fake rats on the hats, one religion major had a bobble head Jesus glued to the top, and the nursing majors all had those nurse hats made from paper.
Off to bed, Sally

The Best Five Days of the Year Hands Down

As I was laying awake last night from 10PM-12ishAM, I thought about what I'm going to post about now. As most of you all know, for the past three summers I've been a mentor at Orcas Island Encampment. This is a camp for underprivileged boys age six through nine.This camp is what made my decision to go into social work. The boys that come to this camp come from really crappy homes. If they have a dad, he's not the ideal role model. Their moms usually work more than one job so these boys fend for themselves and their siblings most of the time. These boys have been let down by the people who are suppose to love, provide and protect them. By the time I meet the little boy who I'll be a mentor to, he doesn't trust or love easily. You spend the first two and a half to three days of camp earning their trust. But it is sooo worth it! When you see them smile at you, when they grab your hand to drag you to see something "cool", in their laughter, in the way they beg for a piggyback ride. When you first meet them you having an overwhelming desire to take them home with you. They for the most part have big brown eyes, miscevious smiles that show a missing tooth or two, soft black hair, more energy than you thought could be in one boy, and a stubborn disposition. Most will do whatever it takes to push you away or make you cry. They've been hurt, therefore they will hurt you before you can hurt them. By the end of the five days they won't let you out of their sight. They cry when they find out we're going home. They tell you they hate you. But it's only because they've had an awesome time in "heaven" and now have to go home to "hell". (Not my words. My second summer, Pablo told me that.) My three boy are Chris age 11 now, Pablo age 10 now, and Sergio age 7 now. I get to see Pablo every once in a while. He still greets me with a hug hard enough to knock me over. I saw Chris last summer. His smile got extra wide and his words tripped over each other as he told me about school, his friends, his mom, sister and everything else under the sun. Sergio I got to see on a regular basis until his family moved. He is a very stubborn and willful boy, but he listened to me. My point is that I made an impact on their lives in some small way and changed it for the better. The best part is that this camp is funded through 1st Pres and West Pres so we get the joy of telling them about Jesus. As the directors say, we plant the seed. Someday they'll remember and want to know more. My dream is to start a camp just like this for little girls. Someday it'll happen.

Informational Meeting at WPC

I just got back from this meeting. It was about whether or not our associate pastor would still be our associate pastor. She will! I'm way excited 'cause she is an awesome person and pastor! I know she got a divorce and that goes against the Bible, but what about forgiveness? I thought for sure they'd fire her straight away, but as I learned at the meeting, apparently there would've probably been a protest 'cause the majority of the congregation want her back. When she came to WPC when I was a freshman we were having major problems with our church. It was falling apart from the inside out. She came to our church knowing all these problems, and she brought us back together and helped heal our church. I'm sooo super happy she's coming back! She starts again on the sixth of this month, I believe. Yeah!

The Trials And Tribulations Of My Eye

As I write this my right eye is swollen half shut. It's very sad. It's also a nice light pinkypurpleyyellowy color. I look just great! I know you're all dying to know how my eye came to be in such a state, so here ya go. Annie and I were at Bonnie's dorm room visiting. She has a thing that you put objects into and it makes the shape of the object. (I don't know what they are called. Annie? Bonnie? A little help.) Anyway, I put my face in it to get the profile of my face. Now I've done this before and my eye never swelled up and looked like I got a black eye. My eye was already sad 'cause about last Monday I noticed that my eye hurt. So thinking it was my contacts causing the problem in my poor right eye, I took them out. The pain got worse and the white part turned red. *heave sigh* I told my mom and went to the eye doctor on Thursday. He told me to not wear my contacts for three days. I thought the problem was an eye lash turned the wrong way or something, but alas; I was wrong. There was something on my contact that wouldn't come of with the solution. So now my poor right eye is red and half way swollen shut. Yep. Now I will be going to lay down and put an ice pack on my eye to see if it'll help.
It was great to see you Bonnie! Long distance hug.

The Pops Concert!

That's right folks, it's over offically. *sniff* I was sooo fun! Oh yeah. Three concerts in two nights. Last night it went WAY over time wise, but otherwise good. It was the first one so therefore we made more mistakes, but pshaw. I was a tourist, a hippie, and all in red. The themes were NYC, the 60s and the end is always black & white. (This year was the first time we got to wear red.) Tonight we had such a good time! Especially the last showing-7:30PM. (We do two on Saturday 5PM & 7:30PM) They're the most fun 'cause they get into more therefore we get into it more. They got a lot of extras. For example, the high schoolers randomly went out into the audience and danced during two of our songs, the whole choir laughed extra long and hard at Marvin's Jewish joke, some people in the audience picked up the candles from their table and waved them in the air along with the music and got up and danced to a different song. It was great! Plus some of my family came. My Grandma, two aunts and an uncle and Valerie. And. . . Anna and Cherize! Yea! They were sticking their tongues out at me to try and make me laugh. I held strong. Yep. I also got to be a part of the Von Trapp Family Singers. We wore curtins from the actual choir room from Wes Pres. Yeah. I know. I had a two word solo which went okay I guess. A Rogers Peet was a men's clothing store in case anyone was wondering. My Aunt Wendy and our pastor, Frank got up to dance and sing along badly to Mo-Town. That was funny. Marvin (choir director) & wife Linda were Sonny & Cher. That was great! Tomorrow we have the Sunday off from singing. It's Youth Sunday! Translation: we sing songs the old people don't know, Donny gives the message, youth lead singing, prayers, and children's message. I love them 'cause we sing songs I know and like at the right tempo. (Old people like to sing slow!)
I had an awesome weekend and it's not even over! Thanks for comin' Anna & Cherize! I hope ya had an awesome time seeing me make a fool out of myself in public on purpose!

SALT was awesome! (Yet again)

I caught a ride to Eburg with Stover. She had some car trouble. (It had something to do with speeding up and then slowing down too fast and 02) says the girl who knows next to nothing about how cars actual work and shrugs. We had a good time anyway. We listened to KLove music that Stover burned onto a CD. We also raced some old people who were actual going over the speed limit. Who knew they had it in 'em? Then we raced a black pickup truck. We lost. *shrug* We got there barely on time; Anna, Megan, Sharee and Ben were already there. I felt bad 'cause Ben didn't really know anyone but me and I meant to get there early because of that fact. The music was great as usual except I don't know half the songs they have. The message was great! Just what I needed to hear at the right time I needed to hear it. It was basically God shoving stuff in my face that I'd been pushing to the side for too long. Then we sang two songs I actually knew and another new one that was great. Oh and there was a Valerie look alike on the worship team. I'll have to tell she has another twin. Hahaha. We gave Ben a ride to his apartment and then went to Taco Bell where the guy taking the orders musta thought Megan & Sharee were drunk, but. . .yeah. Anna & I said we did't know them. Once back in Yakima Megan took me home. We had a REALLY awesome talk about a lot of stuff. It was really good to get a second opinion on/different look at some different things, and it was just a real God thing.

It's Somebody's Birthday Today!

Yes folks, it's Kimberly Sue Wilder's nineteenth birthday today! Yea!
(I already did this once with the help of Annie, but the server couldn't be found. I'll do my best to remember what Annie said.)
Annie : Birthday question- who would you rather date? Michael Jackson or Richard Simmons? I know I'm evil. Bonnie as of right now we have TWO lime yogurts in my fridge. (*shudder*) Oh, and something about how she is still kinda grumpy, but I make her feel better 'cause I'm happy. *shrug*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Kim! As my sister told me on our 15th birthday, it's your day, so be whoever/whatever you want to be 'cause you have a valid excuse.

Drum Roll Please. . .It's Somebody's Birthday Today!

Yes folks; Andrew Richard Hapel is nineteen years old today. Since he never reads my blog, I give the duty of telling him happy birthday for me to Steve. Also because he never reads my blog, I thought I'd have some fun. I invite everyone to comment on what they like best about Andy. Mine's funny. Andy and I had english together third trimester last year and much to my delight, I found out that it's easy to rile him up. Suprisingly easy. Heheheh. He sat next to me and one of my friends sat across from him. Just to make him mad we'd pretend to wisper about him to each other. (We really talked about her boyfriend. We did numorous other things which I've sense forgotten, but that got the best reaction.) I'd most definitly say that was my favorite thing about Andy. Yep.
PS-You might want to be quick about it as tomorrow's someone else's birthday. Any guesses as to who? (Annie is disqualified because she already knows.)

Are You Ready for A Sewiously Funny Song?

A group of eight never been married girls are singing Marry the Man Today and Change His Way Tomorrow for the Pops Concert. We have two high schoolers from IKE-Christina & Lena, two from WV-Julia & Malloree, one from Riverside-Erica, Megan & I from YVC and Julie from online UW. (I'm setting the stage.)
Megan- At Wanamaker's and Sak's and Klein's A lesson I've been taught You can't get alterations on a dress you haven't bought At any veg'table market from Borneo to Nome You mustn't squeeze a melon till you get the melon home You've simply got to gamble You got no guarantee Now doesn't that apply to you and I? Us seven remaining girls- You and me. Megan- Why not? Us seven remaing girls- Why not what? Megan- Marry the man today Trouble tho' he may be Much as he likes to play Crazy and wild and free. All- Marry the man today Rather than sigh and sorrow, Marry the man today And change his ways tomorrow. Echo with seven first, Megan second- Marry the man today Maybe he's leaving town Don't let him get away Hurry and track him down Marry the man today. Together- Give him the girlish laughter Give him your hand today and save the fist for after. Erica- Slowly introduce him to the better things Lena- respectable, conservative and clean Julia- Readers Digest Malloree- Guy Lombardo Me- Rogers Peet Julie- Golf Christina- Galoshes All- Ovaltine But marry the man today Handle it meek and gently Megan- Marry the man today and train him subsequently Seven- Carefully expose to domestic life And if he ever trys to stray from you Have a potroast Megan- Have a headache Seven- Have a baby Megan- Have two Seven- six Megan- nine Seven- Stop! Together- Marry the man today Rather than sigh and sorrow Marry the man today and change his ways and change his waysand change his ways Tomorrow.
I happen to find this song very amusing, but does anyone by change know what a Rogers Peet is? (If I have to sing it I'd like to know what it is. ) I don't believe it's a person. And does Anna know anyone with a rubber chicken that we could borrow for the concert?

One of Those Days

Yesterday was one of those days. My sister called me saying she'd locked her keys in her car and could I come rescue her. Normally that would be totally fine, but I've been having all the seizure problems and not driving. Nobody else could do this for her, so I went to 1st Pres which is where she was stuck. Problem: had a seizure-like dead weight feeling in the left side of my body. Oh great, was my thought because now I have to continue geting rides from people. Plus I have to call my doctor in Seattle and talk to his answering machine again. Not to mention that Laura & I left my car at 1st Pres which isn't the ideal place to leave a car as we all know. So I spent the afternoon at Laura & Cahnen's house watching Lilo and Stich. (Good movie) Tuesday night is 701 which through Megan I got a message from God. Here it is: "Therefore, everything that happens in your life-both good and bad-is a gift on your journey of experiencing the love that God has for you and wants you to give others." Simple and direct. Just what I needed to hear. It made it all okay for now. (Never fear; I'll need to read this again if not today, tomorrow. Faith is not my strong point.)
As a side note, Annie locked her keys in her car yesterday too.
In other more regular news, we had a psych test today. I think I did okay. *Knock on wood*
And on Saturday I'll be taking a First aid/CPR class so I'll be ready for Best SELF this summer. (8-12) Oh, and as it turns out, I can't find my Social Security card which they need to have on file for me to have this job. (I did not lose the card. I never had it. Translation: it is somewhere inside this house. The only question is where?) Tomorrow I have a history test. And. . . no school on Friday! Oh yeah. Sleep in time!
11:11-make a wish!

Happy News! (Sorta)

I was going to post yesterday but my computer kept saying the server couldn't be found. (Very annoying)

Anyway, onto the happy news. Yesterday I had an interview with Judy Jacobson for a summer job at Best SELF which is a summer camp/school for under privileged kids. I didn't get the job, but I'm numero uno on the back up list and someone almost always backs out at the last minute. She said I'd be an assest to the team! So now I have to get all my cards renewed. (CPR, first aid, blood borne pathogens and a TB shot.) I REALLY want this job! I'd get 8 bucks an hour! (My job last summer I only got 5 bucks.) Plus I love working with these kind of kids. It'll be just like Orcas except I'll get payed! And I'm thinking of going into social work, so. . . can you say good experience? And it'll be fun!

Update on the contiuing saga of the seizures: I only had one yesterday and none today, so. . . keep your fingers crossed! (I REALLY hate not being able to drive! I LOVE the freedom of driving! I haven't driven in a week and a half! I'm driving deprived, can you tell?)

Pops Concert is in two, count 'em two weeks! I'm sooo super excited! All the high schoolers plus Julie, Megan & myself are singing a song from some musical. (I forget just which one) and it'll be fun. It's called Marry the Man Today and Change His Ways Tomorrow. That's pretty dang funny! Plus we're doing a song by the Von Trapp family and I get to wear curtins which'll be very hot, but fun 'cause I don't believe I've ever worn curtins before. I need a 60's costume and a NY costume now. I think for 60s I'll wear. . . what will I wear? Humm. For NY I think we have a costume for a garbage woman. Or I'll see what else we have. That'll be half the fun! Anna and Cherize are coming! I got you guys front row seats facing me actually. (Two years ago I was an alto so you wouldn't have been facing me.)

Have a good weekend everyone!

An "Interesting" Week

School started up again this week. I actually like my classes. Mr. Walker from geography last quarter is my 7:30AM class. This time for history. What a way to start the day huh Annie? It's not too bad 'cause I know quite a few people. David Wilder being one of them. I don't really talk to him though 'cause I'm not Margaret or Stover and therefore he has no interest in me. Thank the Lord. Heh. Lucky me. And next is math 85 with Mr. Mayo who is just REALLY funny! Oh my gosh! Who knew a teacher could make math fun? Wonders never cease. Then comes psyc with Tom. Yep. He refers to himself that way so I think of him as that. I think to his face I'd call him Mr. Mount, but whatever. The week has been filled with much laughter as I sit next to Anna, Stover and Gus. Today being April Fools Day meant Gus brought fake vomit and a fake bloody finger. Since he already tried to scare me with the finger last week (failing miserably), it didn't work today. The vomit just looked really fake although it made Tom smile. Whatever works.
The part that made this week "interesting" was the continued mini seizures. I had to call my doctor in Seattle numorous times to actual talk to someone who knew anything about my problem. The first time I somehow got connected to the on call doctor in Seattle. I ask you, how was she suppose to help me? The second time the operater who was suppose to connect me to my doctor told me that the number I called wasn't his office number. Duh! And then she hung up on me! I don't understand that! She's the operater therefore she transfers calls. That's her job! Maybe she needs to switch jobs. So this afternoon my doctor's receptionist called me and told me to take more medicine. Joy. I hope it works this time as I won't be driving until I know I won't possibly hurt somebody else! Please pray that this amount of meds works as I don't want anymore complications and scares.
My parents left to go on spring break to Az this afternoon. They'll be gone until next weekend. You know, it's kind of odd funny how whenever they go away either one of my sisters or I get sick or in this case have my seizures acting up. Something bad always happens.
PS-I beat the fishy game!

Easter Sunday!

The choir had, I mean got to sing at both services this morning. One of the songs we sang Alive Forever Amen was awesome! I'm going to tell Donny that we should sing it at 701 'cause you'd love it too Anna. After we finished singing it at both services the congregation clapped and cheered. (I'm a presbyterian so that doesn't happen on a regular basis.) Anyway. . . I am now offically a member of Westminster Presbyterian Church. I didn't really think it would matter one way or the other, but it does. I'm kind of excited. Also Wes Pres started this new tradition last year of having a Holy Week Walk between services. This year it had to be inside 'cause of the rain, but the people involved do an awesome job! It's different stations that include the major events of Palm Sunday through Easter Sunday. Cahnen was Jesus being brought before Pilate and Laura was the angel telling Mary that Jesus was alive. It's for kids too. (We took the 3-5 yr olds.) They were awe struck. It was sooo cute!
I saw Jimmy Marble at my church! It was sooo werid! I think he was as suprised to see me as I was to see him, but who knows. (He graduated with us west valley high schoolers.)
In a few hours we're having a "dinner". Only Cahnen and Laura are coming, but it'll still be fun. I'm excited 'cause we get to have ham! I love ham. We usually only have it at Thanksgiving, so yeah. I think I'll go offer my services to Mom and Julie.
School starts tomorrow. I'm kind of excited 'cause I like the fresh start you get at the beginning of each quarter. Plus I think the classes will be better than last quarter.
Hope everyone else had an awesome Easter Sunday too!
PS- My Uncle Lee is fine. The doctors found nothing wrong in his heart. Praise the Lord!

Yesterday was REALLY crappy, but today was fun

Yesterday as I was doing errands, I had a mini seizure. (For anyone that doesn't know I have epilepsy and take meds.) So I pulled into Westside's parking lot and waited 'til it was over. Last night on the way to 701, I had another mini seizure. While we were watching Ladder 49 I had another one so I called my mom and told her I was not driving home. So she and my dad came to get me and drive my car home. I was really upset 'cause I knew I'd have to up my medication which sucks. Plus I was way scared that I might hurt someone while driving and not be able to drive for six months.

Also yesterday afternoon my sister Julie told me that my Uncle Lee is having heart surgery tomorrow. (This is the same uncle that had his youngest son die of a drug overdose this past October.) Need I say they're not having a good year?

Today I went on a picinic with Jenn, Ben, his twin bro Andy and older bro Zack, Aaron, Anthony and his bro Nathan. It was actually fun. I had a great time making fun off Jenn's many ex-boyfriend problems. We played kickball and on the swings . I haven't played kickball in forever! Plus I talked to my doctor in Seattle who upped my medication as I expected. But he also told me that I can still drive.

The Ups and Downs of the Weekend

Okay, the weekend. Well Friday night and Saturday morning were fun.
Friday night Annie, Cherize and I went to different peoples houses and interviewed them about Margarete. (We met up with Kim at Daniel's house and I met their friend Laura.) We also went to the YVC dorms which are just scary so I'm never going back there again. Now I can say I've seen an angry drunk boy. Yea for me.
Saturday morning Margarete called me WAY to early for a Saturday morning! So I met up with her and Cherize, Kim, Annie at Andrew's house to prank Steve. Lets not do that again on a Saturday although it was fun to decorate and girlify Steve's Xbox. Then at home I ate breakfast and read a really sad letter from church stating that the assistant pastor at wes pres is divorcing her husband. (Please pray for them. They have two kids.) Then I got sick. I think I have the stomach flu just in time for finals. How lucky can you get? I feel better this morning but that could be 'cause I prayed to feel better. So no studying got done on Saturday. But on the upside I didn't get pranked by Steve and the traitor Margaret. Hahaha. (I stick my tongue out at you two.)
Yesterday I skipped church on account of still feeling crappy and my sister Barbie came home from Whitworth for spring break. It's great to see/hang out with her. Unfortunitly not much studying got done. But oh well.
The dreaded biology final is over! Annie and I both did badly but at this point it's not really a problem for me. Or I just don't care.
Tomorrow is the geography final. I need to study for that at some point today. It's not cumulative, so therefore not so bad or worrysome. Plus Anna and I are going to meet in the library to "study" in the morning before the actual test. We did "study" this morning for the biology test too.
Good luck on finals for everyone taking them! (Bonnie, Annie, Aaron, myself, Kim. Am I forgeting anyone?)

I really am a blonde!

Okay, here I go. Today as normal, I took Anna's car keys 'cause she has a fun clippy on it that amuses me. Except I went home after class without giving them back! I swear! I got all the way home, (from school to my house is quite a ways), I was taking my keys out of my sweatshirt pocket and came in contact with another set of keys! So I dropped my my backpack and raced back to school hoping to catch Anna. (I failed.) So I called her to tell that her keys weren't lost and she let me know that I am now a thief. (Better late than never.) I'm typing this in the YVC computer lab 'cause I have to meet my SARS disease group at three so there's no point in going home. Yeah. So everybody can feel free to make fun of me for being such a ditz whenever I see all you all in the coming days/weeks.

My sister got a job!

Yeah. As of next Tuesday I will be in the house alone for more than an hour on Tuesdays and Wednesdays! It may seem dumb to some people that I would be excited about something so silly, but as the youngest I spent much of the last two years alone in the house after school until 6:00PM or so and miss it. I love the freedom to turn the music up loud and sing along at the top of my lungs just for the heck of it. I also enjoy nobody talking to me when I don't really want to talk. Plus maybe Julie will meet some people her own age in Yakima. (I know there are 27 year olds in this town, they're just hiding.)

Gotta go eat dinner, so talk to ya later.