Well, I'm not dead...
...in case you were worried.
Right now I'm really confused...but I'll find out soon...I'm really confused. ok...um...
a lot of work and stuff...fencing a lot...
yesterday I attempted to give blood. And when I saw "attempted" I mean just that... so it turns out (KIM DON'T READ THIS!!!) I have "moving veins" yes...so whenever the lady (or the other lady who tried after her) would poke my veins they would move to avoid the needle...so now I have huge bruises (more then my huge fencing bruises) and things on both my arms and I still couldn't donate because they couldn't get it out of me! How lame is that?! Well, I get credit for trying....I guess. How lame.
Afterwards I was in pain and stuff so I decided to go to Starbucks and then I went to Freshman Forum which was fun because we played a "Dear Abby" game where we wrote questions on paper and then we answered them as a group. For example:
the teacher: Dear Ben (the teacher's name), my next door neighbor is constantly playing the mandolin. What do I do?
Boy #1: break the mandolin
Boy #2: fight to the death
Boy #3: throw his stuff out a window.
Girl #1: is he any good?
"anonymous writer": no! he sucks!
Boy #1: break the mandolin!
Boy #2: fight to the death!
Boy #3: throw out his stuff!!
teacher: next question. This guy keeps touching me and I don't like it. What do I do?
Boy #1: put out and maybe then he'll be sick of it!
Boy #2: fight to the death!
Boy #3: throw out his stuff
Everyone: wait...is this a girl writing?...
etc. it was pretty amusing.
Then Alana and I went shopping and I came back and Becca and I had a Pita Party!! We were GOING to invite Hong-Diem but SHE hates us so forget her!! jk. Then I went to fencing. good times as usual until I started to feel lightheaded and dizzy and decided to sit there for awhile until I was ready to leave...yea... But right now I'm really confused.
Hey! Remember when I used to play fencing? Cuz apparently my body forgot how. Good job. Four years of fencing wasted. lol. Sometimes I forget. Well....like I have issues switching from weapon to weapon. Like within 2 hours fencing 3 completely different weapons it throws me off. And I guess I need foil practice....uggggg rigid rule weapons....
I can't even handle the Sambia culture. In class on Monday we watched a movie that was truely pornographic. A lesser part involved the statement "you ask why I took a second wife--after the birth of my child I cannot have sex for 2 years! (and homosexuality is ruled out after the birth of the second child) so what am I supposed to have sex with? a hole in the ground?" and that was a lesser part. I swear.
Monday night Hong-Diem and I had a math party (don't drink and derive!) which took us 2 hours to do 4 problems. and the teacher gave us the answers in class. (and we watched 7th Heaven). lol. it was awesome. I seriously don't know if I could be with a guy who I didn't know who he was voting for. I mean even if I did know and I didn't like it at least I would know...that show is so wierd. Then Becca came back and was like "THERE'S SOMEONE IN OUR ROOM!!" then she bullied us into going down to kareoke where we ate the food, saw Paul Kenline (of course) and then hung out with Stephen. (And Jim didn't help us with our WW until like 1:30 am....)
Mostly I've been doing homework and taking French tests (tomorrow we're having our third of the week.) and tomorrow I have a math test I'm not planning on passing so I should really go...
I hope all's well with you!!
A year ago today we were leaving France :( and then I came home and my mommy and daddy and David and Brian and Lyndsey had dinner with me and it was super nice :)
I wish I was doing that tonight..(instead of math review and missing the Presidential debate to go to fencing and daymocracy (yay day!). )
I wake up get out of bed
I feel like the walking dead
I take off my pants and wash my face
I'm safe again in the place I love to be
The unconscious world
Is the best world of all
With no real worry or fears at all
Thefacebook.com is evil and addicting. you should join!!!! all the cool kids are doing it!

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