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PROM IS TOMORROW!

Okay, so you probably knew that already, but you just heard it again, from me. This is my first prom and I'm really excited for it. Our theme is really elegant and pretty and I'm pretty sure that it's going to look absolutely gorgeous. We're having a dinner at my house before and we're having 13 people which is kind of big for any house, but I'm sure we'll all fit. There are only two problems that come with this prom. The first is that I have to clean my house to perfection, and the weather may not cooperate.

The cleaning thing is not fun. My mom is about to go crazy because she thinks she has to have the house absolutely spotless. No matter how many times I tell her that my friends don't care, she just comes back and says, "I don't care what your friends say, I'm going to have my house clean." So that means that I get to go home today, and get up tomorrow to make sure all the final preparations are done. Oh its going to look so good and be so fun!

Well, the other problem that comes with this is the weather. Storms are supposed to come in tonight and have it rain all the way through the weekend. It's so bumming because we were going to take pictures outside and spend lots of time outside so it wouldn't be so crazy inside. Oh well, maybe it will just rain in the morning and go away for prom and then rain sunday if it has to. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but I'm ready for a good time and it's only a daaaaaay aaaaaaawaaaaaaaay!!! (Sorry I had an Annie moment)

KOM Training

Today we had our day of KOM training, and it was so much fun. Last year, I didn't really have a clue of what I was doing and what I needed to do in order to be the best mentor that I could possibly be. Now, after being a mentor for a year, I kind of know what to expect now.

Well, today was really pretty fun. Besides getting out of an entire day's worth of classes, we got to play games, learn a new dance, and meet many new friends. The people who are on my "team" are really nice and we love to tease each other and get the others to come out of their shell. Trisha was one of the new people I met. She's a sophomore and really sweet, and I can't wait to get to know her. Another girl on my team is Kaitlyn. Come to find out, we're both going to be gone on the actual Kick Off day, so we kept trying to find a way to be there without actually being there. I think we've decided that we're going to get together before school's out and run through all the things we're supposed to do on that day. I think we can get it done.

I just have to say, though, that my favorite part of the day was learning the dance. I had my buddies all around me, and we were being as stupid as we possibly could. Screaming things like, "Knee, knee, heel, heel, snake, snake, LOOOOOWWWWW!" we seriously looked like we had gone of the deep end. Oh well, this is to make the freshmen comfortable with us while having a fun time so it doesn't matter how silly we look. :) Now I just can't wait for next year so I can meet my new freshmen and help them get accustomed to high school life.

You Can't Dance

So, at my church we have this thing called Children's Church. Because many times the older adult service goes over children's heads, some people decided to make another service geared to help them understand the message of Jesus. They allow the older youth to help during services once or twice a month, and that's what I get to do.

I've been working with Kid's Church since I was in fifth grade and I've loved it. The little kids are so cute and they get so excited for church. What's really fun is that I get to be a team captain most of the time so I get to act as silly as I want, and they just love it. One day, I was trying to get these kids to practice the dance they were supposed to perform in front of the church and I started dancing crazy to get them to smile. Well, one of the kids started laughing his head off, so I was like, yes! my life is complete. Then, after the dance he came up to me and said, "Oh my gosh! You looked so silly up there. You really can't dance can you?" All I could do was laugh. Yeah, I'm just that good.

Prom's almost here!

So I know that right about now everyone is blogging about prom and everything that comes with it. Now I'll join the fun :).

For a while, prom didn't seem to be so exciting. I've been to high school dances before, and some (if not most) of them are pretty boring. I ususally don't know the music, and the dancing....well, let's just say that it's not 1950 anymore. But now that it's getting closer to the date, I'm actually getting pretty excited. A pretty large group is coming to my house before, and even more to the after. We're all close friends so it's going to be a night of laughing, playing, and music....and looking gorgeous of course!

Well, with this whole prom party thing comes a whole bunch of cleaning. With a family of seven and a dog, we can get our house messy in no time. But for parents, teens, and pictures it's got to be amazing after we're done. Over the years I've noticed that my family doesn't really do the whole "spring cleaning" thing, we do "prom cleaning" instead. If we don't have a reason to clean then we probably won't do it. However, prom is the perfect excuse to get everything in tip-top shape before summer kicks in. And with that I'm off, gotta make sure this house is clean before my mom gets home!

Drama Drama Drama

A couple of my last blogs have been about some of my experiences on the tennis court. Mostly, they're about how the other team is snooty and whatever, right? Well, I just realized today that all of the teams that I've played in doubles are DRAMA QUEENS. So seriously. I mean, sure I can be a little dramatic, but it's not because I'm mad at the other team, but it's because I'm angry at the way I'm playing. So my doubles partner and I have many favorite teams. Here are some of them:

• Catholic: Raye and Stephanie
• Hancock: Blondie and Curly (don't know their names)
• Butler: Blondie and the Beast

Our most recent match was against Butler County. And I promise, Sam and I thought we were going to get jumped after the match. Like, I'd already played the girl in singles, and I'd beaten her. So basically, she's angry that I whooped her butt. Oh well :). Anyways, so we go to play her in doubles with her partner, who was a beast at tennis. So we were just like whatever. Well, we were losing pretty bad, like 2-7 i think, and we just said, "Screw it, let's just play." So we started slowly coming back, and Blondie started getting really angry. She thought that I was calling the balls out when they were in (which I was sooo not doing), and she kept trying to make calls when she was the furthest from the ball! Yeah, it was crazy. And once, I got a killer net shot and she goes, "Um, your racket crossed the net!!" and I said, "No, it didn't." Because of course I would know if my own racket had crossed the net, but for some reason she thought that I was too stupid to realize that. Well, it ended up that we came back to make it 6-7. and I swear, the girls were SOOOO angry. I was quite scared. We ended up losing that game so they won the match. I was kind of happy because I didn't want to die that day.

Anyways, I just wanted to say that we do not start the drama. It just like hits us in the face at every match. I was actually trying to calm my partner down so I felt pretty proud of myself at that one :). Oh well, maybe the second go around we will have our revenge and beast everyone! :)

Talking With Josh

Today was the last of three matches in three day's time. Needless to say, I'm pretty much exhausted. I lost both singles and doubles today, but I'm okay with it. I actually like stopped caring in the middle and I think I made the other team mad, but it's okay because i was having a crappy tennis day anyways. But finally after the longest, ugliest match I've ever played, I got to come home. After talking with my mom about some life issues, I got a text from my friend asking for a blog idea. And then it hit me, OH MY GOSH! I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH BLOGS YET!. Yea, just like that too in case you were wondering haha.

Almost as soon as I got on Blogger, I got on Facebook as well. After becoming a fan of a few random things, I started talking to one of my friends who's gone off to college. And we start talking about how much homework we have but that we don't want to start because we'd rather talk to each other. Once I told him that my homework was to finish up my blogs for English, he told me to blog about talking to him, so here I am. Usually our conversations are extremely deep with the rare, "hey" and the unique "what's up?". But it's okay because we're really cool. He tells me that college is not what it's made out to be, and I tell him, well, to suck it up! But other than that, we're just good friends who have this need to vent on the other via chat. It's always kinda cool because I'll be online and the little box will come up with a "hey kay" to which I must respond "hey josh". I know, we're probably the two most creative people in the entire world, but we're still pretty darn amazing. Anyhoo, I think that's enough blogging/venting/pondering for one month. Stay tuned next time to read about something probably slightly more exciting.

Gotta Love Disney

So I have this thing with Disney movies: I'd rather watch them than almost any other movies. I'm not so sure why, but they just seem to have more wholesome story lines most of the time, and there's usually no perverted jokes blantantly in the script. But one of the cool things about the older ones especially, is the extreme talent in the animation. I was watching Sleeping Beauty the other day and granted, it's not very good by today's standards, but when it first debuted in 1959, it was pretty incredible. The expressions on their faces, the music with the drawings, and just everything else was just so cool. I mean, dont get me wrong, technology and animation have come a long way since then, but there's just something about that old time style that really gets me. The music was composed just for the movie, each character's voice was hand picked and beautiful, and it really got the message out to the audience. I don't know, I guess sometimes I wish that the quality of the older movies continued in the newer ones. Oh well, I believe that Disney will always hold a special place in my heart for creating classics like Bambi, Sleeping Beauty, and Cinderella.

Gone with the....Sharpie?

My brother is in seventh grade at the middle school and has this crazy teacher. She made them watch Gone with the Wind and do a huge project with it: 2 songs that dealt with one of the themes from the book, 2 newspaper articles that dealt with a theme, and then a recreation of some part of the movie. Although she gave them a few weeks to do it, she continually handed out daily homework to complete. Naturally, my brother procrastinated until Sunday night before it was due.

This brings us to the fact that my brother wanted to recreate the scene where the little girl dies after her horse fails to make the jump. Of course, they wanted to use my old Barbies and play horses. Well, for some reason, 99.99% of Barbies are blonde. The little girl's hair was a dark brown nearing on black. Instead of doing the normal thing and making people stretch their imaginations, my brother as well as father told me that I was to color the doll's hair black with....a sharpie. Yea. So I sat there with my awesome sharpie and started giving the Barbie a color job. A few problems with this arrangement:

1. Barbies have thick, long hair in like a bajillion layers. So after you color the top, it looks like she's an emo Barbie with a reverse peek-a-boo hairstyle
2. After holding and twisting the doll so many times, the sharpie eventually winds up on hands where it then proceeds to stain any other objects the fingers touch, such as couch, clothes and random body parts of the Barbie.
3. When sharpie gets on a Barbie's face, spit doesn't wash it off so well.
4. Since spit doesn't work, acetone/nail polish remover is the next choice. Too bad it takes ALL of the paint off the doll's face.
5. Barbie winds up with no eyebrows, so then a brown eye pencil is needed to sketch a couple right above her blue eyes

So basically, I spent most of my Sunday giving Barbie a color job. Despite a couple of problems she actually looked really good and you would never be able to tell that she was actually blonde. Maybe that's a new career choice for me!

Match of Wills

Finally, tennis season has started (officially). This week we have three matches in three days, and I'm absolutely exhausted. In the first match against Owensboro, we lost our doubles match, but I pulled out an 8-6 win against the coach's daughter. Then yesterday we went to Hancock County where I won my singles 8-3, and was really excited about that. But the awesome part of yesterday, came from the loss in doubles.

I'm not sure if many people know this about me, but I'm an extremely competitive person. Like really. So as Samantha and I were playing our doubles match, the girls across the net were continuing to smash us and it just really was getting on my nerves. So I start serving a game and announce the score as 30 all, and the chick on the other team said, in the snootiest way possible, "Are you sure? It's 15-40." So then I was really angry, we were losing 0-4 and she was getting all mad because the score I had was different than hers. But I held my ground and we finished the game. As we went to switch sides, she walked up to the net and snarled, "You were wrong about that score, it was 15-40." Of course I had to retaliate (though it wasn't a very good one), "Oh look you won the game anyways, it's not like it matters now." We lost that set 1-6.

But the best part of the whole match was breaking that jerk chicks serve twice! To define the phrase, "break her serve": Usually in a tennis match, the person who is serving has the advantage and wins the game that they serve. Whenever you win the game that your opponent serves, then it is said that you "broke" their serve. Anyways, she was really making me angry because a) she was beating us, b) she was being a snot about it, c) I was not going to let her get away with it. So I was returning a serve and she was at the net, and I absolutely nailed her with the ball. The serve was moderate, so I gathered all the strength I had and hit it as hard as I could at her face. She barely had time to get her racket up, but it was a bad shot and we won the point. While she served she kept choking so it made her mad, but me happy :). Then when I was serving, I missed my first serve so I was going for my second one when I noticed that she had scooted up anticipating an easy ball. So I thought, "Oh you think that's going to help you?" and then I hit my second serve almost as hard as the first, and got her flustered. Then, she served, and usually I need a few seconds to get calm and ready to return the ball so I turned my back on the net. THEN she had the audacity to call the score and start her toss while I was still turned around! I was like really? I'm not ready yet OBVIOUSLY. So I made her wait a few more seconds and she got mad at me. But I mean seriously, the girl was a jerk and I was not going to let her walk all over me.

After the match I started thinking, and I realized something: the match had not been one to see who had the most talent, or who had the best ball control, no. This match was a test of wills, and I had won. So it didn't matter that we'd lost 1-6 3-6, we'd gotten her angry and made her play our game instead of hers. So we had a small victory and took more away than a mere loss.

Ideas Lost

It's so bumming when you cant thing of anything to write about. I love the idea of blogging and spilling my thoughts onto paper (well, onto a website, but paper sounds better), but some stuff I would rather not let in the whole world in on. Like, I could write about some of my deepest darkest secrets, but then they wouldn't be so deep or dark after I let them out. So I guess I'm going to have to continue writing about trifling things.

It seems like I always get my best blogging ideas when I'm out doing something and I have no computer near me to jot them down. Then, after a while once I've finished whatever it is, I've completely forgotten about blogging. After that I usually hop on facebook and talk to some friends until I realize that I have homework that's due first period and convince people to let me get off and get to work and go to bed. So this is how the end of the month creeps up on me and I only have 2 of 10 blogs completed!