So anyway, I'm a super bad roommate, and a lazy one at that. I would like to tell you about why Becca (who is the best roommate ever) and I get along (except that we hate each other)

At 2 am when most kids are sleeping...
Me: If I were a country, I'd totally join NATO. You'd never lose.
Becca: yea? Well if I were a chem equation, I'd TOTALLY be a Radon Reaction!!

Last weekend I did get to see my little (ok, bigger then me) brother, which was exciting, I didn't get a lot of sleep, and I got a lovely letter from one, Elizabeth Charlotte Christian (the Icelandic friend).

The day after those girls showed up at fencing, I was all excited, but no girls showed up since then even though we've been fencing every day since. On Wednesday (this is a rant about how horrible my life is) it was just me and Newest Mike (there's Mike aka Kuzmo or Mike, Mike aka Pirate, Mike aka Soccer Mike, and Mike aka Newest Mike) and I opened the balcony all by myself on the first try, which I've never been able to do before and I was all proud of myself. And then Jason came in and was like "sabre! you!" so we fenced sabre, which is horrible in itself, and then Matt walked in and was like "Teaching her a proper weapon, huh?" and I was like "MATT!!!!" because he's hardcore an epeeist usually and on my side! So I cried. Then Mike came in and I told him my big news about opening the lock and he and Jason made fun of me for alittle while and then I was like "I have proof!" and I pointed at Newest Mike and he was like "yea, she only used a hanger for a little while!" and I was like "OH NO!!!" and then I was sad because then everyone had made fun of me. I was like "yesterday there were girls! and they were nice!" and then everyone was like "yeah, but we're not going to be nice to you now" and I was sad. For the record, I didn't use a hanger!

Thursday it was just Mike and me for the most part so I got a private lesson because I suck hardcore at fencing. Then Jason came and read us his poetry. Then yesterday (I got three hours of sleep and napped all afternoon--thanks Becca!) it was just us again. (It was my dearest hope that there would be three girls and two boys there, but I failed) so then we went out to dinner and then I went back here to do nothing because I am a slacker. It was nice though, I needed to relax and I needed to practice my guitar. This morning Mike was in Canada, so it was just Jason and me. We did a lot of cleaning and stuff around and then we went to breakfast. We were going to go shopping, but we didn't. Then Hong-Diem, Becca, and I were going to go shopping, but that failed too. So instead I just made Valentines and wrote back to Liz and now some family friends are coming up for the game and then I'm working. I hope I'm selling just beer!

Next weekend's Convention! yay Jordan driving me for 5 hours! Then the weekend after, Naomi's coming to visit! yay Naomi! And then the weekend AFTER I'll be home and so will Mark, Chelsea, Chrissy, and hopefully I'll get to see some other kids? Like Andy Banchich? The weekend after, I'll be here. But after that is SPRING BREAK I think. Boston here I come! w00t.

and I'm done. Have a good day.

ps, I'm secretly in love with MAX123 and I've decided that that's ok because its a MAX class so its like IR in that its Maxwell and just because I sit there in IR planning fights to get into in MAX and can't wait to leave, its cool, because...I WANT TO BE A DIPLOMAT. so DEAL.