Student of the Month Picnic

Yesterday was pretty fun, I didn't get a tan at all. It sucks. But I didn't get burned either, so I guess it's okay. I'm tanner than a lot of my friends anyway. I have P.E. first period, and Ms. Mitchell wouldn't let anyone out of the locker rooms to second period unless they had school-appropriate shoes on. Nina and I wore flip-flops to school, so we were screwed. First we tried just leaving barefoot, but she caught us. So then we had to go back and put on our wet P.E. shoes without socks on. Regan did this too. Then we all changed back to flip-flops in second period. We were joking about how Ms. Griffin hurt her knee because Mr. Lloyd kicked her while Ms. Schmidt held her down. Ms. Schmidt has no sense of humor. She denied the whole thing. What really happened is that Ms. Schmidt and Ms. Griffin went golfing and Ms. Griffin hurt her knee doing that. Anyway, Regan and I stowed our P.E. shoes in Ms. Schmidt's closet. We'll get them on Tuesday.
As I look at my desk, I see my calendar. Today it shows a picture of an orange cat sniffing a flower. It so cute!!! Her ears are back and she's reaching up to smell the flower. Murphy is a very cute little kitty.
KK was one person away from being in my group at the picnic! But it doesn't matter anyway. I went in the pool at the very beginning for like, five minutes. Then my arms got tired. I have no upper body strength. Plus they were still sore from getting shots in them. Then I got all my crap together and hung out with Madeleine and Piera and Wendy the rest of the time. After lunch, I was going to go in the pool again, but then they closed it so I couldn't and I was a bit disappointed.
When we were playing three flies up, Piera accidentally stepped on my foot because I was too close to her when we were trying to catch the same ball. My toe nail bent back and started bleeding underneath it. It hurt a bit, and when I got home my mom clipped it.
After I got home I took a shower and hung out. I forget what I did. Oh yeah, chores. No wonder I blocked them from my memory. I hurt my foot somehow yesterday and I really hurts still. So then we went to MSA's spring concery. It was awesome. Mason had another drum solo, but this one was only like 2 minutes. It was so good! Why can't Jonathan be that Mason? Whatever. Maydha was there so we hung out and helped some people put away stuff after the concert while our moms were talking.
Today my sister is all stressed out because it's her prom night. I wanted to go to the Greek Festival with Madeleine, but I didn't know my mom could drive us so we didn't go. My sister's going to the prom with DJ, her love. I personally like Richard better, but he's gay so Jenny refuses to go out with him. I don't blame her, but he's still really cool.
Lately I've been working on my list of kitty names for my fan-fiction West of the Moonstone. I alphabetized it and added a lot more names. It's two pages now. I've got almost 250 first names and over 100 last names. It kind of sucks because every time I print a new version out, I think of one more name to add, so I have to print it out again and that wastes paper.
I have to go practice my clarinet, I have Mozart's clarinet concerto second movement stuck in my head. ttyl!

A Visit to the Doctor's Office

Firstly, why are you reading my blog? Are you just bored, or are you secretly in love with me and hope to get some clue on how to woo me by reading this? If it's the first one, I hope you're entertained my my pitiful life. If it's the second one, good luck, but I'm probably not interested anyway. Let's get started. So it was a normal doctor's visit, feeling stupid in the paper gown, feeling even more stupid when the doctor's like, "So you've started your period?" and I'm all, "No..." She says I've got until November before she's worried. As of five hours ago, I am 5' 2 3/4" and weigh 129 1/2 lbs. My doctor has this chart thing, it's a graph and there's this big curvy line on it showing the normal area for height on the top and weight on the bottom graph. There are two graphs on the paper. For height, she said I was in the 30th percentile, which I think means I am taller than 30% of everyone else my age that's still a normal height. But for weight, I was in like, the 70th percentile. So, after I changed into my normal clothes again, I sat in a chair, listening to my mom and the doctor talk outside. The doors are not sound-proof, and I heard everything. They were talking about how my weight is abnormal for my height. My doctor said that she didn't want to tell me because the last girl in here cried. I certainly felt like crying. So I'm kind of sad now. I'm fat. Why? I eat healthier than a lot of people, and excersize more, why am I fat? I also got two shots, but they didn't really hurt. The nurse was really nice. But now my arm hurts because I was doing push-ups in Tae Kwon Do. They don't really count as push-ups. I have no upper body strength at all. I was standing and doing an upright push-up against a counter-top. I did like five, and I got sore for a bit. I'm so lame. Stop laughing. Let me wallow in my self-pity. You know, I've always wanted to write a journal, but I always said, what's the point? No one's going to read it, and if they did, they'd laugh. So I'd use the reflective essays Ms. Zigas would assign to talk about everything. I feel kind of bad I made her listen. I do that with all my writing assignments I'm not serious about. Like my eighth grade graduation speech. It was mostly true! Just the part about shallow friends, I've only got a few, not a load like it says. I have 305 kitties on my wall. After the doctor's appointment, my mom and I went to Target, but I didn't have any money to buy more. Otherwise I would've had, like, ten more kitties. Maybe even get to another wall. That's all for now, ttyl!