Took my little sister and her friend to the mall last night.  That was intersesting for sure.  But it definitley doesn't hurt to play the "I'm-the-fabulous-big-sister-with-car-keys" role.  They love me.  They really love me.  Especially after I stuffed them with a bunch of sugar.  And that news stand in the middle of the food court at the Center?  Their ice tea is to-die-for!  So.  Good.  And free refills.  What could be better?  Not much.

Almost all my stuff is unpacked.  Although I think I still have four or five boxes of books floating around somwhere...   And in them is my first edition Hiedi that my granpa bought me.  It's pretty sweet. 

Here are some random pictures that have been stuck in my camera for to-to long...

Our new house.  (Minus the basketball thingy.  The other people took it with them.)

Ming Ming!  Isn't she so oo la la?

My groovy new shoes!  Someone needs to take me dancing with these babies. (Yes, they are metallic bronze. And I swore to never own metallic shoes....)

The crazy girls I took to the mall.  Tootles.

Oh, 2006.  How I have longed for you.  Not for what you will bring, but mostly for what you will take away. *cough2005cough*  In the words of my dramatic little sister, "I am so over 2005!"  Ok, enough tween talk. 

Yesterday I was running errands and on the road right outside my neighborhood there was a guy standing in the middle of the turn lane with a pick ax.  After I passed him he started ripping up the road with his ax.  Now, I was in and out all day long and I know for a fact that he didn't leave till it was dark.  And I never did see any evidence that he was accomplishing anything.  But everytime I drove by he was wacking at the road.  Weird, eh?

School starts tomorrow.  I don't feel like going back right now.  I hope I feel more excited tomorrow.  Tootles. 

So....packing other people's stuff?  Not fun.  Not at all.  Of course, packing your own stuff isn't fun, but at least you know what to do with it.  We're loading all my granma's stuff on a truck today.  Hopefully we'll be in our new house by Sunday.  This has been a mad-crazy few weeks.  So here is a blanket apology: To anyone I was supposed to hang out with or call over break and I didn't, I am so sorry.  I still love you.  Really, I do.  (Except for maybe you...yeah, you.  Right there.)  Just give me a call once this all settles down and we'll work something out.

In other news, I've made some decisions.  Coloring your hair is addictive and I want to do it more, I really love school and wouldn't mind going for my masters and an Ed. degree, the History Channel is my favorite (yes, I really am interested in what Henry III was up to), and I really don't like reading biographies.  So there.  Tootles.

Alrighty.  The results are in.  I know what Teek thinks about banks, but after polling a few random people I know, basically, nobody likes banks.  And it's even worse if you're a girl because you have to put up with those awful bank tellars.  You know, the ones that are really pretty, have super cute clothes, and are friendly, but seem stuck up at the same time?  (Odly enough, I never hear guys complain about this.)  You know, the girls that worked at Ambercrombie or Holister when they were in high school.  Well.  Just wanted to let you know I do not approve of their snobby attitudes.  Now you know.

I have a dentist appointment on the thirtieth.  Yes, this is the same dentist my mom was hoping I would hook up with last time I went.  I know.  How lame is that?  I can't marry a dentist!  Someone has too.  But not me.  It's just not right. 

I'm wearing my Rudolph shirt tomorrow.  It's a fun shirt.  It's so Christmassy.  It'll get me in the mood for AWANA.  Our theme is 'Happy Birthday Jesus!'  I hope we have birthday cake.  Tootles.

The semester went out with a bang.  Three finals and one flat tire all on the last day of school.  Bleh.  I really could have done without the flat tire, but nobody asked me.   

I found a new way to waste time online.  Browsing vintage clothes sites.  And someday when my school is built and I have to look fabulous because I'm the boss, I am going to wear a dress, pearls, and heels to work everyday.  Well, maybe not everyday.  But definitely on Fridays.  I strongly disapprove of 'Casual Fridays'.  The teacher's at my school will not be allowed to have casual Fridays.  In fact, we'll just have 'Dress Up Everyday'.  There.  I think it will work out nicely.

I love Edward Monkton.  He makes me laugh.  Go to his site and click on 'Gallery' to read his fine artwork.  I  prefer 'The Shoe Of Salvation'.  What a good thing.  Tootles.