Soooo...good times.
Freshman forum and then Pita Pit then CVS with Alana...I miss CVS. alot.
Then filming of the fencing video (opening sequence again.) It was really funny.
Then back to my room to avoid homework, ate dinner, talked online, and went to fencing.

Have I mentioned how much I love fencing? (sorry, another fencing rant...) There is nothing better in the world then a truely good bout. Like when both fencers are good and not Kevin McMahan style fencers and good classical bout. I mean ok so I walked in and got my stuff and the armory's so messy it was making me cry so my armory compulsion went insane and I organized the jackets because I am a loser. Then I foil fenced this kid George and it was a good, solid, foil match--which I haven't had in forever. I mean with a real good fencer who's done foil for like 4 years?? I mean I only fence epee back home usually and like, oh man though, it was just wonderful. He did this awesome One and I was like "oh man! good job!" and I wish I had it on tape. *gush gush* ok I'll stop I just have one more thing to say about that bout.

Dear Kevin McMahan,
I was once taught by a man who is over a kabillion x better at fencing then you will ever be how to do a feint. Last night, I did a feint, the kid fell for it and I got the world's most beautiful point.
Therefore, suck it bitch. You wish you had friends.
But you do not.
With hate, Kelly.

Then there was another kid who I will call SabrefencerwhosenameIforgot who looked really sad because no one was sabreing and so I sucked it up and played sabre. It was good, clean fun until MIKE decided to tell this kid that I had been talking smack about sabre (shut up, it sounds dorky but is it my fault sabre sucks? no!) and then the kid beat me soundly and said I did well "for an epeeist" yea, well...shut up you.
Then I played foil with a beginner and he was getting en guard in 5 and I was like "oh no! Mike does Italian!" so I called him over and I was like "Mike, do you do Italian?" (Because I didn't think he was that big of a loser!) and he was like "no" and I was like "um, then why did you teach him to get on guard in 5?" and he was like "what? get on guard" and then the kid did and he was like "why are you doing center guard??" and I was like "no one calls it "center guard"" but its all good. I also told my pommel in the wrist story. It was good times.

*sigh* I miss Steve.

Dear life, Three Masks not HELMETS...yes. Pistol sucks. Also, I have FIVE holes in my glove now!!! (but none in the thumb--panic button...yet...!!) Oh man I love fencing. That's really all there is to say because no one really cares.

Sorry Greg, but everyone knows you can't beat Shawn. That's just the way it is.

Anyway moving swiftly... random occurnces well into the night and then homework with an email from an evil teacher who was worried I had not yet done my homework which is due TOMORROW NIGHT so whatever!!

This morning we had some random 18 year old French boys coming in to talk to us and we had to ask them questions. They make me miss my French home. They also make me angry because a DEAR Frenchboy of mine has been ignoring me so I asuumed it was because he was hard at work at school. Then I remembered today that French Universities don't start until early October. I hate you, Elric. I think I'm going to email him and call him on it. Slutwad. If you don't have any friends don't ignore your only connection to girls. :P Also we did a thing where we got a poster of a place and then pretended one of us lived there and another was a tourist and my partner and I got paired with random like Alpes or Strausbourg and then we traded and got...BRUXELLES!! I freaked out and ranted about how hot it was and then Vincent laughed at me. It was so hot. There was a Flandres flag in the picture. I mean, of course I was going to freak out.

I <3 toooobes = Henri Mannekin-Pis.

Anyway it was a good day except I'm dead tired and even my daily coffee didn't work. So now I'm going to do laundry because I need to wear the same outfit tomorrow as yesterday to finish the movie. Ew.