This week was pretty laid back (just like every other week...). With a brand new liscence at hand, I was able to travel to places where I usually had to ask my sister for a ride. It was more thrillng than exciting. It scared me. I now controlled a machine....BWAHAHAHA! BWAHA! HA! aheh...heh...*cough*...

On Tuesday, Courtney and *Candy* (ooh, new nickname..)and myself went to play tennis at the city courts. Of course, there's never a day that I play tennis that the weather would act up. Tuesday was no different. As the weather changed from bright and sunny to dark and stormy, so did the observers from nice old people to wierd perverts undressing the girls in their heads. There was this one man who couldn't take his eyes off Courtney...so it was my brilliant idea to inform her.

"Yo, Court, pedophile at 3 o'clock," I said.

"But it's 2:30," she said, looking down at her watch. I rolled my eyes, forgetting that I was talking to a sophomore..BLONDE sophomore non-the-less.

"No, I mean, look over there...that guy has been checking you out the entire game."

Candy Mandy over hears us and tells us her brilliant suggestion. "Let's peg him with some tennis balls!" she shrills. ...I actually liked that idea, but Courtney tells us she has her own plan.

I watched as Courtney bent down to tie her shoes (which was..uh, already tied...but i guess from 20 feet away, the guy wouldn't have guessed.)So she's bending over, half her pink-panty covered butt is revealed, and she turns her head to the man and giggles at him...as if to say "Oopsie daisy...didn't mean to show off my young virgin ass, mr pedophile man..."

After an hour of sweating and moaning (playing tennis), i headed to the library to satisfy my late night insomnia boredom that I usually feed with a 'Conan O'Brien' or 'Jay Leno' program. I wandered about looking for horror and anything-scary novels. I found this book called something like "More Than Mortal", (forgot the author's name). I didn't really get to read the flap, but the front cover was just really really cool!!! Anyway, I came back home and my sister started reading the summary...and she turns to me and says "You borrowed a book about vampires and three-somes??" Then came that 'you-freak-get-away-from-me' look. Well, I decided to read it anyway. The next day, I returned it.

On Thursday, I went with a buddy Jessica P. to volunteer at the hospital. It was just last summer that I ended my reign as the youngest volunteer. *Sigh* I felt I helped break down old people's stereotype of teenagers as "no-good-pot-smokers". I was really nice to them, even though I failed to see the humor in some of their old-people jokes.

It was a very interesting expiriene all over again. I salute all the volunteers of america. Heres to you, fellow volunteers - - - > :)

Wellps, that's going to do it for me...this entire entry is choppy, but I'm not going to apologize. My whole life is choppy..so its well reflected. Bwahaha...ahaha...hah...heh...*sigh*...

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