Something new is coming!!!!

I'm going to start posting videos!!!! One's of me and my friends just goofing off and all that jazz. I'm excited. I think you guys will like them. I have at least three ready that I will (hopefully) post later today. Otherwise they'll go up tomorrow.
Tis exciting.

WHY CAN'T I TALK TO BREMI????

iGoogle hates me.
All I want to do is talk to Brittany but iGoogle doesn't want to work right.
That is all.

End rant.

A Story...but not really

Once upon a time there was a girl. She had some friends. As she got older some friends left, and in their places came new ones.
Then she was in high school...and still not a grown-up.
You have to be mature to be an adult.
Some friends are the same. Some are different. And only one goes all the way back from the begining.

That's Stephen. He's smart. I've known him forever.

Sarah's the best.

And Bremi. She doodles.

Seth can drive. I'm jealous.

Andrew likes hats.

Maddie shops a lot. :)

Lorenzo's nickname is Chief. It's funny.

Bea makes History less scary and bloody.

Long story.

My friends everybody. Be nice to them if you see them on the street.

They're special.

Work Hard, Play Harder

Friday math class is always very...interesting to say the least. It's always a double period, and we (my class) have a tendancy to learn something the first period and do absolutely nothing the second.
Even my teacher knows how to appreciate Friday.
Of course, not having any work to do often leads to boredom. And boredom often leads to disaster.
We goof off and occasionally get a little loud. One of my friends usually gets yelled at, though rarely is he the one who screwed up.
Although, I suppose it did look a little weird, me with my foot up on a desk and him writing on the bottom of my shoe. I can't really blame the teacher for getting mad.
It was probably then I decided that my beat up but much loved Converse weren't exciting enough. So he and another friend each claimed a foot for their own and decorated the shoes.

I think they look pretty cool.