Speeding up the Octaves

22 May 2006 - 7:32 PM

So I missed my Sunday blogging this week. Oh well.

Monday
I took my mom to work and headed to practice, but apparently, someone forgot to tell my coach that we weren't going to be using the pool at Baker anymore. So, practice got cancelled, but I didn't want to go home yet, because my friend's band concert was on that side of town, and it would be pointless to drive home and back just because I had nothing to do. It took me awhile to find the building I was supposed to be going to. Once there, I really had nothing to do for a good two hours. At one point, the idea came into my head to go to Melissa's house and see her, but unfortunately, I didn't have the directions on me. Then, I decided to try and get a map using my PSP. I drove around the surrounding neighborhoods for a good 45 minutes trying to find an unprotected wireless internet connection. It wasn't too hard to find wireless connections, because I was near a number of legal offices. Sadly, my PSP wasn't able to navigate the interactive maps, so I couldn't figure out where I was going. I ended up just waiting until they started selling tickets to the concert.

After I sat down, a few people came and sat next to me. I recognized one of them from a very long time ago. I don't even think I had any class with her, but I remembered her from elementary school. It was very interesting for me to have come across such an old acquaintance. I'm glad that I went to the concert, because I hadn't been to a school band performance since 8th grade, when I was part of the band. It was also nice for my friend, because her parents couldn't make it to the show, which was the last performance of the year.

Tuesday
So today was the first day of dive practice for the week, considering it got cancelled yesterday. The good thing was that we were practicing at the same pool that we'd be competing at on Saturday, so we had time to get used to the boards. It was also an indoor pool, which is always nice. The one thing that did suck was that practice started at 2:00, which didn't give me much time to get down there. I had to tell Sarah and Courtney to find different rides home for the rest of the week.

Wednesday
My dad had to take the car for deliveries, so he was supposed to take me to practice right after school. Well, he ended up being later than he should've been, so I changed and stretched at the school while I waited for him. We showed up about ten minutes late, but it wasn't too bad, because they weren't even in the water yet when I arrived. Practice was really good. I was getting great tops and better kickouts than usual. Too bad they didn't stay...

Thursday
Had a Chemistry test today. It was alright. I got a B on it, which is fair enough for me, I suppose. Practice was nothing special. It was longer than the other practices of the week though. I ended up leaving 6th period about half an hour early in an attempt to get down there by 1:00 because we had the boards from 1:00 to 3:00 as opposed to 2:00 to 3:00

Friday
We started debates in History today after we finished watching All the President's Men. We were supposed to do three debates in one day, but only had enough time for the one on abortion. That was lucky, because I wasn't completely prepared to take part in my debate on same-sex marriage. Practice seemed to be getting worse. I had to leave directly at 3:00 so I could get home, help my dad load the car, and let my parents go to work on time. After I showered, I looked around on Myspace for a bit. I ended up finding one of my sister's friends. If you look at my main Myspace page and notice the scan of the card from CJ's memorial service... she was his wife. I ended up reading a large portion of her online blog. It really gave me some insight to how she's been holding up over the past five months. If you'd like, you can read her blogs as well. There's an address in one of her Myspace blogs. In my friends, she's Tamsen on the 6th page.

I would have liked to see Melissa today, but by the time my dad got home at 8:30-9:00, I didn't think it would be wise to go out until midnight and then get less-than-sufficient sleep before the meet the following day. I was waiting for her to call after she got back from a play that she went to, but fell asleep about five minutes before she texted me, so that made me feel like a pretty big douchebag.

Saturday
I woke up at 7:00 today to drive down to the pool and get ready for the state dive meet. My dad went with me and left to his friend's house during warmups before he came back when the meet started. My mom caught a ride later on with my grandpa. It made me feel good that they actually wanted to watch one of the meets for once. My sister and her boyfriend also showed up near the end of the meet. Other than that, there weren't really any others who came to support me, with the exception of some divers who were cheering on divers from their school, as well.

I got about the same score at state as I got at regionals - about 300. Sadly, this left me in last place, just as I got last year, haha. The first-place winners really surprised me, though. Even though the kids from Reno were really good, a sophomore from Green Valley took first for the men by about 2 points. What was even more incredible was that the women's first place winner, a senior from Sierra Vista, had even failed a dive. I was very happy to see her win, because she should have gone to state last year, but failed two dives at regionals, which disqualified her.

After the meet, I ran some errands with my dad, came home, showered, and took a nap. After I took my mom to work, I picked up Niki and Chris and we went to SkyMania because I really wanted to go, given that I hadn't gone in three weeks in an attempt to strengthen my feet-first entries for diving. I dropped Niki and Chris off afterward, changed into presentable clothing, and drove over to Melissa's house. I took a different route than the directions I printed, so I almost got lost. The only change was that I didn't take the freeway. I actually probably ended up traveling less miles by skipping the freeway. When I showed up in her neighborhood, I discovered that my printed directions led me to... the emergency exit for her neighborhood. Haha! I ended up turning back and following another two cars in through the gate. Melissa and I talked in her room for a bit, but when her little brother and parents got home, we went for a walk... I'd never done that with anyone before - just gone for an evening walk. We went a short distance to a nearby park, where we talked some more and made official our relationship. It being spring, there were many bugs out, so eventually, we walked back to her house. We sat outside in my car, listening to music, and ended up playing a game of chess on her cell phone. We ended in a stalemate.

Soon, it was time for me to head home. We said our goodbyes, and I got about two miles away when I received a phone call from her. She had left her cell phone in my car, and I had left my PSP in her room. So, I turned around, and fortunately caught another person driving in through the gate to the neighborhood... at 12:30 in the morning... weird. We exchanged electronics, said goodbyes again, and I drove home.

On a sidenote, I like the one area on Jones that is about 50-100 yards of absolutely dark road, only lit by headlights. Jones is also a fun street to drive on at night. I made it from her house to my house - roughly a 14-mile stretch - in about 20 minutes. That was even with the mixup where I had know prior knowledge that Jones and Alexander switch names at Rancho because someone decided to get smart and cut the two perpendicular streets with a fucking diagonal street. Lawl.

Sunday
Today, I picked up my first suit. It fits well, and I have a few good shirt and tie combinations to go along with it. My mom thought it impractical to buy only one suit for an entire week in D.C., so she told me to buy two more, since the deal was three for $500 and I already bought one. My dad and I picked out two more suits, but didn't have the money, so we had the manager hold them until Wednesday. I also bought my quarter-project book at Borders because I had to return the one I checked out from the library on account of their policy on turning in all books at a certain point before the end of the school year. I've come to the conclusion that my Sundays at home are probably the most relaxing thing I can do. I don't have to worry about going to see anyone, and I am able to clean and organize things on my own time without rush.

Well, it's Monday, but I don't feel like writing more. Maybe later on tonight... Maybe tomorrow... Maybe next Sunday.

Take it easy, but strike hard.
Vaniah Schwenoha

"If saw the sun fall down, I'd pick it up and make a crown - one that was a perfect fit for you."

14 May 2006 - 5:16 PM

That's a pretty good quote from "If", off The Red Hot Chili Peppers' new album, Stadium Arcadium
Okay, so I failed at that 'writing more frequently' thing.

Monday
Dive practice was pretty pointless because I tried to get an inward double somersault, but couldn't get it completely around, so I didn't even end up putting it on my dive list for this week. The only thing I accomplished was getting my front 1½ with ½ twist to go higher.

Tuesday
~cough~

Wednesday
AP Chemistry test today!
Wish I had studied more. I left about half of my free-response stuff blank. After the test, Chris, Dallas, and I went to Palermo's and got some pizza. When we came back, Biscuit asked us where we were coming from, and when we told her that we had just picked up lunch after our AP test, she... told us not to do it anymore. Haha! It's so great to be us, because if we were any other kids, she would've taken us to the dean's office for truancy, probably. We went back to 6th period and watched more of The Patriot, which we had been watching since Monday.

My ride to dive practice was on the other side of town, so she couldn't pick me up. I spent about 45 minutes to an hour trying to find another ride, because this was going to be the last day of practice before regionals. Finally, a friend from Cimarron picked me up and we got to practice on time.

Thursday
Pretty uneventful school day, as far as I'm concerned. I didn't have dive practice because the girls' regional competition was today.

Friday
We had a quiz in Precalc, which I did fair on. I got 30/32. I'll see which question I missed on Monday. As for the French quiz, I'm pretty sure I bombed that. I probably got 12 or 13 out of 20 right. I should really start studying for those things. We did a lab in Chemistry, but ended up running out of time. We'll have to start all over again on Monday or something. In History, we did this thing that was supposed to tell you what political party you belonged to depending on your answers. My answers turned out 6 to 4, making me a Republican. Then, we decided which kinds of debates we wanted to do in class. Anybody who participates will get extra credit, and seeing as I need extra credit in that class, I tried to shimmy my way into one of them. I volunteered for the debate on same-sex marriage, and I'm on the side that says it should be permissible. We're supposed to do a little research on it and have the debates this upcoming Friday. It should be pretty good.

Today was the men's regional diving competition at UNLV's Buchanan Natatorium. I didn't have any friends to give me rides, so I had one of the other divers pick me up. He ran a little late, but it was ok. When we got there, everybody got kinda bummed, because they knew that the two best divers in the region had just shown up, haha. With 15 minutes less warmup time than they had, we still took the top two places in the competition.

Afterward, the divers just had fun while waiting for the scores to get organized. We did synchronized 1½ somersaults with a full twist off both 1-meter and 3-meter. Then, I tried a front 2½ pike off 3-meter, which I had never tried before. I wish I had held on a little longer, because I came out a bit early. Then, I tried that continuous spin off 3-meter again. I got further through, and landed more on my head after 3½ spins. The crowd was going wild by now, with all of these divers just having as much fun as they could with the boards. We tried some inward 2½ tucks off 3-meter and then Mike told me to try a front 1½ with 2 twists. I had never even attempted that many twists before, but decided to go for it anyway. I put my earplugs in, hurdled, and tried my hardest. When I came out, before I hit the water, I saw everybody who was standing under the board. Needless to say, I smacked a couple of things. By this time, people were scared for my physical well-being, and asked me to stop. Haha! It was probably a good idea, because the burn scar on my right arm was purple from smacking so much.

Awards were handed out, and then we took pictures on the boards of all the divers and the winners and everything, and then I decided to do one very last dive for the night. It was a gainer in the 'method' position, meaning once I got into the air, I grabbed my ankles and pulled them behind my back, making a huge arch with my back. I ended up over-flipping it, so at the end, I let go of my legs and landed on my ass, which sent a splash up large enough to get water on a majority of the crowd that was standing on deck.

On the way home, Shea and I decided to fly our balloons out the window for pride purposes. They ended up catching lots of wind and banging against the car, and soon, they detatched from the strings and flew off.

When I got home, I showered and went to sleep. Even though I was in a good mood about being eligible for state competition, I was still pretty disappointed that there were absolutely no spectators at the meet for Durango. It makes me wonder if anybody will care to watch me next week.

Saturday
My brothers wanted to go to Mother's Day lunch today instead of Sunday, so we had dim sum at about noon. Afterward, I went with my sister to her house to get some family pictures off her computer so that I could make a collage for my mom for Mother's Day. After I took my mom to work, I worked on the collage for about three hours, which left it about half done with 21 pictures on it. Then, I picked people up and started on the way to meet Erica, Melissa, Alexa, and Mareena at the Las Vegas Drive-In to see Just My Luck and Take the Lead. We... got lost on the way there, to say the least. I ended up going too far down Lake Mead, then going back up, getting to the street I was supposed to be on, then going the wrong way again, and then I couldn't turn back and go in the right direction because there was some kind of rollover in the desert with a truck (that must have really sucked), and then I found myself in a random neighborhood, mind you, in the ghetto. I was tired to dicking around, so I finally decided to pull over and asked for directions. Luckily, there was a huge mass of black people hanging out, having a barbecue - haha! I pulled up to a few people and asked where I could find the Las Vegas Drive-In. One guy was like, "What!?!" as if I were a threat to him. Fortunately, another one of the guys was willing to help. He told me how to get around the accident and then make my way there. I was grateful, yet still a bit intimidated, so I ended up saying thanks and bye as I was driving away.

Finally, we found the place, and then we bought our entry ticket and drove in. Too bad the guy directed me to the wrong movie. When I got back up to the front, Erica and her friends had shown up, and were going in the right direction. I followed them and parked beside them, backwards, because we ended up opening the back door of the Explorer and lying down. It was a good idea to bring pillows and blankets, because Niki and Chris went up on top of the car for the first movie while everybody else was chilling in the car. Between movies, we were going to go to the concession stand, but ended up not doing so because Erica's car wouldn't start up. We had to go around to about 6 or 7 people before we found some jumper cables. We got the car started up, but then she turned it off, and we were fucked again. We decided not to go to concessions, and just watched the second movie. It was a bit more awkward among everybody during the second movie, as Niki was the only one up top, while Erica and one friend sat on the bumper, Chris and another friend sat on the ground, and Melissa and I were the only ones left to lie down in the car. I understand that people didn't want to be too intrusive, as Melissa and I were lying with each other, but I honestly felt really bad that they weren't comfortable in making themselves comfortable.

After the movies, we jumped Erica's car up again and went our separate ways. I dropped the guys off at home, then came back to work on that collage some more. I worked pretty fast, and finished the other half in about two hours. I was about to set the collage mat into the frame that I had my dad buy when I noticed it was scratched. Now, even though I couldn't find the receipt and couldn't ask for it because my dad was asleep, I had to go back up to Wal-Mart and exchange it. I got one that seemed fine, but when I got home again, I found that the top left corner was chipped off on the plastic cover. I was done fucking with it at this point, and it wasn't very visible after it was lain in the black frame, so I just put the collage mat in anyway. As I was setting it in, my mom came home. I finished setting it while my mom stood curiously at my door, waiting for me to open it, and then just in time, I gave it to her for Mother's Day. That was a pretty close call. She really liked it. Here's a picture of it.

Sunday
I went with my dad to get a suit fitted for my trip to Presidential Classroom. It ended up costing about $350 for a suit, shirt, matching tie, cuff links, and handkerchief, and a belt. Then it was another $10 for me to buy some dress socks at Wal-Mart. I should still buy some dress shoes.



So there's my week. After a few bumps and worries, I finally made my way to the state diving competition again.
Schoolwork is lightening up a little, as half of my classes - the AP classes - are finished with preparing us for the exams because we've taken them already.
And, I'm sorry to be kissing and telling, but it looks like I may finally be nearing a relationship after being single for 6 months.

Things are starting to look up =)

Take it easy, but strike hard.
Vaniah Schwenoha

When you live like this, you have to tell about it...

7 May 2006 - 11:41 AM

So it's been a pretty eventful week... Sorry I missed writing for the first 7 days of May. I'll try to recount all...

Monday
Today was the AP English Language and Composition test. If you didn't take it, you don't know how incredibly awful it was. It was lucky that the last passage in the multiple choice section only had about 6 questions to it, because I didn't even get to it. I hated the essays, too. Think about writing an essay about an essay about pink flamingoes and an essay that analyzes an excerpt that was only three sentences long, but occupied an entire page of text. Ugh. Afterward, I was gonna just go home or get something to eat or something, but even though Mr. Deming said he didn't care, he said he'd still have to mark us absent, so I ended up staying while we looked at political cartoons in class.

It was more relaxing to go to dive practice than usual, because anything would be better than that AP test. I've like, grown to hate the pool at Baker, because it has so much chlorine in it that my skin starts drying out to the point of peeling. When I got home, I didn't even bother doing homework, 'cause I didn't go to any of my classes anyway, so I didn't have much.

Tuesday
It was a considerably bad school day. My English teacher is officially a mega BITCH for giving us another essay assignment even though we hadn't turned in the previous one and most of her students still have more AP tests to take. I was glad to get out of her classroom as soon as possible, as she was fine with sending people to other classrooms. Niki and I went to Deming's room. Mr. Barnett, on the other hand, took into consideration that people are taking AP tests, and took the courtesy of covering one section of the book over two days. I ended up with one homework assignment from today and one homework assignment from yesterday, but at least I was instructed on the material. In fourth period, French, I received the vocabulary from yesterday and a few assignments from yesterday and today. I don't know why, but the barrage of work just broke me down, and I was just about burnt out by the end of the period. There was still Chemistry and History to go. Yay.

Luckily, diving practice was cancelled because the pump at UNLV broke and the pool at Baker was unavailable, so I was able to sleep all day and do some of that homework during the night.

Wednesday
In second period, Mrs. Christiernsson was going to be presented with the award for Teacher of the Year by Durango's ROTC. As her second period students, we were given the option of attending the presentation down on the football field or going to another teacher's classroom. Obviously, Niki, Dallas, and I went to Mr. Deming's classroom. You may be wondering, "Why didn't you go to the ceremony?" Well, let's just say that I wouldn't think it right to watch one of my least admired teachers of the year get presented with the award for Teacher of the Year.

Diving was going kinda shitty. I couldn't come out right on my back 1½, no matter what position I tried it in, so at the end of practice, I made my last dive a back double. It had a pretty good top, and made it around, so I decided to make it one of my dives for the upcoming meet on Friday, along with my reverse 1½, which I hadn't thrown since spring break.

Thursday
I didn't take many of my classes seriously because I knew that I'd be skipping them tomorrow for the AP US History exam. At diving practice, I was doing really shitty. Remember how I told you that I hadn't thrown that reverse 1½ since spring break? Well, it ended up being a really shitty dive. I could barely get it around and it was extremely far out. I spent the rest of practice trying to get even a reverse somersault to go up as opposed to out. When I went home, I downloaded a couple videos of divers doing reverses so that I could understand what I was supposed to be doing.

Chris came over for a little bit to make a few CDs so that he could reformat his computer because it was acting like shit and Nicole needed to use it the next day. I was half asleep the entire time he was here, and after he left, I slept through the whole night. I felt like I slept longer than I had, too, because whenever I woke up and thought it was time to get up for school, it would still be hours early.

Friday
Now who wouldn't want to end their week with another AP test? Well, me, for one. Haha! I was going to study in first period, but we ended up doing something for a change. It's always just my luck that that happens. We were supposed to go to every room in the 200 hallway and put zip ties on the computers so that it was a little harder to open them up and take shit. Yeah, I know what you're thinking... It doesn't really stop anybody, so long as they have a pair of scissors. I guess you'd prefer the school district to buy a few hundred Master locks for the computers. Fuck that. Anyway, I had to walk around to some rooms and go "Hi, I'm working for Mr. K, and I need to put this little piece of plastic on your computer." I told my classmates, or my 'team', as I liked to call them, that I was gonna take the first hallway. They didn't listen, and started doing it as well. Then, as I started doing a few other classrooms, they disappeared. It turns out one of the guys went upstairs, even though we were supposed to start in just one hallway. The entire thing got fucked up, and I only got a little bit of studying done.

I think I was confident in answering 2 of the 75 multiple choice questions. The DBQ killed me, but I think I did better on the free response essays. That ten minutes of studying in first period gave me information on the Plessy v. Ferguson case, which I was very fortunately able to fit into my second essay. After the test, I was dying to relax, so Dallas, Niki, Erica, and I went down to Palermo's to get some pizza. It had to be take out, because we were still planning on going to sixth period, but we had half an hour, so it wasn't much of a rush. We came back and ate in Mr. Deming's classroom, because he didn't care, considering we just took the AP test for his class and it was sixth period on a Friday. After lunch, everybody got bored and started writing and drawing on the board. While a couple people played Hangman, I went up to the adjacent board and started drawing. I was determined to finish my drawing, so I stayed about 5 minutes after the bell. This is what I ended up with. I thought it was pretty good.

Not only was today the day of the AP History test, but it was also the first 11-dive meet of the year. You didn't get invited because it was in Henderson, so I pretty much knew that you wouldn't be able to come. I didn't have many options for a ride, so I rode around with my dad while he delivered products until we came near the area. It took awhile to find the place, and when we finally did, we were stopped at an intersection, so I just hopped out and ran over.

The meet was fair, I supppose. Overall, I got third place among all guys from both regions. It would've been fourth place if this other guy, Blake, had competed. This was a joke meet though, so I guess he didn't feel the need to come. I'm still proud of myself because my final score was 150 points higher than my highest 11-dive meet last year. The most interesting thing was that the dive that got the highest scores was one that I had never competed - a back double somersault. Everything else was between bad and mediocre. I had one of the other divers record me, and now that I watch those videos... I realize that I really do need lots of work on my entries. When I compile them together, I'll be able to put them on my Myspace. After the end of the meet, we were all doing fun dives for the hell of it, and I decided to go off the 3-meter board and see how many spins I could get in. My hurdle wasn't that great, but I did get about 3¼ spins before landing on my face/chest. I'll try to get more next time.

I got a ride home from one of the divers, because I didn't know if my dad was going to be able to pick me up. When we got on the road, he called, and he was there, about to pick me up. I didn't bother making my friend turn around, so I just had him drop me off at Ricardo's on Flamingo and Decatur because my dad and I were going to get some dinner for Cinco de Mayo. When he showed up, there was still a bit of a wait, so we just gave the buzzer back and looked for another restaurant. All other restaurants were busy as hell too, so we just went to Roberto's and took food home.

I wanted to get drunk for Cinco de Mayo, but nobody had anything, so the next best thing was to go see Mission: Impossible III. It was pretty good. I liked it.

Saturday
After falling asleep at 1:30 the night before, I had to wake up at about 7:00 to drive down to Fremont Street with Bo to participate in Race for the Cure. It turned out well, but my feet got a bit sore. When I came home, I crashed from 11:30 until 3:30.

My feet were sore and my dive coach didn't want me jumping on trampolines because it screws up my feet-first entries, so we didn't end up going to SkyMania this week. Instead, I started talking with Erica, and we decided to bring a bunch of friends to dinner and a movie. I picked up Briana, Chris, and Sarah and we went up to PF Chang's to meet them for dinner. We showed up first, so I called them and asked for a table for 9. It was lucky that we were seated so quickly. However... after we sat down, I got a call back from Erica. It turns out one of her friends invited her friend, who invited like, four more people. Now we were getting scared, because we didn't think we'd be able to seat everybody together. Luckily though, they showed up and the waitress told us that she could move us right away. We started following her, behind the bar but in front of the kitchen, and I thought we were being led to the other side of the restaurant. Nope. There was a private table between the bar and the kitchen for large parties, and we were definitely a large party. Yay!

Dinner went well, and Chris and I managed to converse well with the others. When the check came though, things got confusing. Even though we had a party of 13 by the end of the meal, they hadn't included gratuity. Then, as we collected money to pay for the check... we came up about $30 over. It was nice, considering the mess I got into when I went to homecoming with a large group and ended up paying the $50 deficiency that we ended up having because of all the cheap asses. Though, it was hard to determine where the extra money should go. We didn't want to leave a tip that huge, but we didn't know who paid too much. Eventually, we decided to let people take a couple of bucks from the extra cash if they wanted and then just left the rest for a tip. As we were leaving, I think one guy discovered that he accidentally paid twice as much as he was supposed to, and put $40 in for the total $97 check. Lawl.

When we showed up at the Suncoast to see Take the Lead at 9:25... The dick of a security guard started questioning us on our age. I told the man that I was 18, but didn't have ID on me... even though I was holding my wallet in my hands, haha! The others, however, didn't catch on, and told him that they weren't 18. He asked us to leave on account of curfew, which he claimed to have been 9:00.
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So then we tried to figure out what to do. I knew that the same movie was going to start in 20 minutes at The Orleans, where the security doesn't consist of a mob of fuckburglars, but it was also at The Orleans, a good 10- to 15-mile drive away, and we were at about the midpoint between my house and the houses of these friends from Shadow Ridge. This threw the idea out the window, especially considering the price of gas and the set curfews of some people by their parents. So then Erica called her friend, who told us where we could find a park to hang out at. It was very close, so we were happy to get there.

You need to understand one thing at this point. I loved this park! This place was the first park I'd been to in years that still had sand under the swings, as opposed to that shitty astroturf junk. There were also water-shooting elephant sculptures, which we would've played around more had we brought bathing suits/ had it been further into summer. I drove my car up to the grass and turned up the stereo, and we hung out in the sand and talked all night. Chris and I dug a hole for fun, and at the end of the night, we buried my legs in it and took pictures. Those will be up on my Myspace soon, after Erica sends them to me.

As the night came to a close, my group of friends said our goodbyes to the Shadow Ridge kids and we went our separate ways. I had been talking all night about how I was supposed to cook hamburgers when I got home, so Briana grew hungry for a hamburger. We stopped at Jack in the Box on the way back and everybody got food. I dropped Chris off at his house and Sarah and Briana off at Briana's house, and then went to Food 4 Less to buy buns for the hamburgers. After I got home, I took a shower. When I undressed, I discovered that there was still sand in my pockets. Haha! After the shower, I was going to lie down for a quick minute before cooking. That minute lasted until about 9:45 this morning. Haha!

Sunday
It's been a long, eventful week, and I'm amazed that I was able to recap the most of it. God only knows when I will write again, so I hope you've enjoyed it. I really need to start writing more often, because covering a whole week tends to take about two hours to write. As for today, I have some studying and a little homework to do, but other than that, it's just another relaxing Sunday.

Take it easy, but strike hard.
Vaniah Schwenoha