Happy Birthday Randen! Now don't pee on the corn.

     Ok, so today was actually fairly productive. I started off by waking up at the crisp hour of 6 AM and proceeded to cram my little mind with anything that could possibly help me on my ACT score. You see, the ACT was today, and I didn't really remember until the night before... But I'm not scared. I actually think I did really well. I mean I knew all the answers to the questions, I just ran out of time to finish. Stupid time limits. Oh well, I always have my good old 26 to fall back on. I love that score, to me its the dumb-kid-score among the smart kids :) Well that pretty much describes me. Naturally nerdy, but not dedicated enough to be a total nerd. 

     After that was my brother's birthday. Well, I guess all day was his birthday, but after that we celebrated it. I got him that new Eragon book, Brisingr. A book really is an awesome gift, especially if you write something special in the cover. There is nothing more personal. It took me forever to think of what to write. I just can't believe how old he's gotten. It makes me feel like an old fogey myself (he's 12 btw and I'm almost 18). In the end I wrote a heartfelt message filled with good wishes and advice for the future. One good thing about going through High School is that you gain wisdom to pass on to the youngins'. Maybe not knowledge or brain cells, but at least wisdom. Well, perhaps the message was too good because I seriously choked up when I tried to read it out loud and I almost started bawling xD Lame huh? I don't care, I love the little guy. I'm just too good at this writing thing. I should work for Hallmark. Or at least write obituaries. Everyone would cry at my amazing artistical talents.

       Then we took Randen and his friends out to a haunted corn maze to celebrate. Wow, it is not easy to keep 6 rowdy adolescents together in a corn maze in the dead of night, especially when every last stinking one of them wants to pee in the corn. I seriously needed backup. We still managed to stay together and have a good time though. I also realized a valuable lesson when we were in there. People want to be scared. They enjoy it. It's an unnatural rush that we really do genuinely enjoy because it's not natural. After you scream, you laugh. Perhaps that's why we also watch sad movies when we're happy or fall in love. Because they're unnatural feelings. Feelings that we crave because we don't get enough of them. Anyway, that was my sudden burst of insight. We got them all out relatively unscathed and went home where I beat up my dad. The end, church tomorrow (not fun), I'm going to bed. I'll try to post pics later.

I Think I Understand Now

I think I now understand this whole blogging craze. Having a blog is like having a child. When you just think about making one, you have no idea what you're going to do with it. You don't see the point behind it. Sure everyone else has one, but why does that mean you should? Don't you have a life, a cause, a mission of some kind that this newborn threat could possibly disrupt? Then you get one, and suddenly you see what all the hubbub was about. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a child. But I do have a blog. I really don't know what I'd do with a child. I mean, a blog doesn't whine constantly if you don't feed it, as children are prone to do.

So yeah. Anyways, today I was so sleepy that this morning, I put my underpants on backwards and didn't notice all day. Embarrassing, but funny. My cheeks are now back to normal. Coming up in a future post, I'm going to show you the slow and steady process of my chipmunk cheek inflation, because I took pictures that are freaking hilarious! I just need to download them first. And I'll also show a pic of the rare condition I have that's plaguing my happiness as I once knew it. You see, my wisdom teeth removal surgery had a minor drawback and now my jawbone is sticking out through my gums and cutting my tongue. Which btw is driving me crazy!!! Take a look if you dare. I heard it only happens in appx. 1/300 patients.

A Blog, Born from Puffy Cheeks and a Disgruntled Disposition

What do you do when you're lying in pain from getting your wisdom teeth out, with nothing better to do than sit around all day complaining about how unfair the world is? You join Face-Book and start a blog :)  More to come... maybe. I've never really done this before, nor do I see the point. It might get boring.