How exciting! I got elected to be one of the members on the Academic Decathlon team! Whoo hoo! Yes! Accomplishments galore! Yay!

(If you haven't guessed that I'm ecstatic by now then I feel sorry for you).

Hehehe, (yes!).

I've got (or had I should say . . .) quite a lot of homework to do tonight. I was tutoring Cristy after school today for a couple hours, she took the bus home and I helped her out with her math and stuff, so I didn't actually get working on my personal homework till around 5:30 or so. It was cool though, and I got to know a friend better, so it was worth it.

The floor is pretty dirty . . . I should vacuum it. I've been doing a lot of things like that lately because it keeps my mind off things, but usually while I'm doing them (since I'm a teenager: also known as god of multitasking), I oftentimes start thinking about things anyway. Two of my friends told me that I'm one of the best writer's they know today (my Florida friend Bobby and New Jersey friend Kristofer), and that made me feel very good about myself. We were talking and Bobby had asked me for ideas on an essay he needed to write about tools in life, or something along those lines, and I was able to give him a thesis statement (which is enough to get almost any decent writer going on a topic).

It looks as though we've survived the storm with only slight damages - a piece of our neighbor's fiberglass roofing flew off and gashed the side of our house, however that's not hardly as bad as having a tree fall through one's deck (such as what happened with my other acquaintance. With that very same acquaintance (to remain anonymous), I had one of the most interesting discussions in a long time - what it means to be a friend. Many people overlook the topic, but we were distinguishing between what it is to be a friend, and what it is to be acquainted with someone. Since she is primarily a Spanish speaker, I gave it my best shot and tried speaking to her in Spanish. It seems to have improved our relationship by leaps and bounds, which also makes me happy.

Today has just been a good day - I've gotten great ideas for writing, quite a few compliments, I've finished all my homework with the exception of the English handout due Thursday and the essay draft due Friday (we get a lot of homework in that class), and I tutored a friend for a few hours after school! Today has been full of knowledge and passion, which is all that fulfils my soul, so I could say the only thing that could have been better about it was if my dream-girl would be my girlfriend. I'm not going to go off on that though, because it's irrelevant.

Either way though, I'm also very happy because once again I've overcome my test anxiety on a math-like chemistry test. It was amazing! Things went so well . . . I didn't have to stop on any answer, with the exception of one because I'd forgotten the formula from a few chapters ago. Then, miraculously, my pictographic memory and lady luck flew down from the stars and kissed me on the forehead, because I remembered everything and finished a minute later, after quickly checking over my work. I figure anything I do in chemistry doesn't need to be checked twice, because if I get it wrong the first time I'll probably get it wrong the second time - since I like the class I pay attention, and paying attention to the wrong thing inevitably makes one choose the wrong answer - however, I seemed confident on this test nonetheless.

I set the table for my mom, and she thanked me for doing so. Man, it really pays off to be in a good mood, because you see an optimistic point of view of the world and everyone else seems like they're in a good mood too. And if they're not, you can make them be in a good mood with your ecstatic energy. Maybe it's a combination of my lack of sleep (thanks for leaving the porch light on while you were outside Mom and Dad (sarcasm)), and damn the inherit insomnia. Well, I suppose two-six hours of sleep a day is all one needs to function on! I'm a teenager, I'm one step lower than an angel . . . or something like that!

I ran a mile in the rain yesterday and got a batch of mistletoe for my mom. we have one patch hanging over my bed (but I need the girl to go with it), we have one patch in my parents room, and one patch just below the entry way to the home. Life is good when you got a kissy. Huk huk!

Haha, take care my friends. Jolly day!

*Hey, look! It's entry #69! (Your mind clouds with sexual innuendo and you go and read the next entry). <-- Bob Humor.