Gasp! It's March! It sounds so...so...so not winter-y! Yay! Anyhoos, a reacap of my past couple days:
Friday:
I don't think I did much on Friday...I was kinda depressed for no apparent reason, so I whined to my friends via Facebook and went to bed early. It was fun.
Saturday:
ISSMA State! I baaaaaarely squeezed by with a gold medal. Apparently my voice is too dark for the piece I was singing, so it wasn't light and bouncy enough. And it had really tricky dynamics. Plus, my performance time was at like 8 in the morning. Urrgh. But all in all, despite these tributaions, I think I did pretty well. Then I went home, made soup, took a three hour nap, went to Chipotle and got a vegetarian burrito, spazzed with Caitlyn over Facebook, and talked on the phone with the boyfrann for about and hour and a half about Harry Potter, music, and gender-based stereotypes. Woot.
Today:
Thus far, I've babysat and consumed my body weight in soy milk. Mmm. Oh, and spent a ridiculous amount of time online, typical teenager that I am...haha.
Random note:
have you ever noticed how ridiculous the sexism and stereotypes involved with girl and boy scouts are? I mean, boyscouts get to go camping and play with fire and knives and learn skills that will actoually be USEFUL in life. Girlscouts? WE sell cookies and make crafts and maybe occsionally learn how to...cook...and sew... I think the one time my old girlscout troop went "camping", it was in a nice, quaint, heated cabin with electricity and running water. We didn't even hike or anything, I think all we did was play a lot of card games and gossip about all the cute boys in our 5th grade class or whatever. And microwave s'mores. Woo hoo. Whereas boyscouts go the whole nine yards with actual tents and campfires and stuff... I guess us females are just too dainty to deal with that. Hmmph. Life isn't fair. I'm pretty sure that I was secretly meant to be a guy...or something...not that I'm quesstioning my gender or anything, but I've never been one to gossip, or freak out over celebrities, or read girl-targeted magazines...though, admittedly, I do love me my eyeliner and mascara. Whatever. Girls as a sex are just plain weird. But then, so am I. Anyways. How about we just say that the scouting program needs to be rethought and leave it at that?
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Em - I agree! Why do you think we formed the "'Splorer Girls"?!!!!
No cookies
No crying
No whining
No yelling
...just a lot of hiking, orienteering & other ways to make a difference. And if we hit a road block -- just say "oh snap"!!
Ah, if only the rest of the world was like that... I'm going to have to join you on your next 'splorer girl journey!
Let's start planning it now... the Gorge?? Clifty Falls (a nice/easy one that we can take the little 'splorer girls on...)
I need a Tacky-n-Random fix in the worst way!
Love ya!
"spazzed with Caitlyn over Facebook"
Yes, that was some fun spazzing!!!
Sounds like a plan, man. Do you? I can help with that :]
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