Tuesday night was spent with W and her OHS crew. While the thought of dinner with pirate entertainment sounds appealing, do not partake of this disaster! The experience was completely horrible. The food was crap *ahem, frozen vegetable soup* and the story- just not interesting (None of us knew what the hell was going on, lol). They did however have a disco after the show. When I think of pirates, I feel the urge to dance?!

Learned the C scale on the piano/keyboard.

The Hangover was a lot of fun. I swear, at times I have the humor of a 19 year old frat boy ☺.

Visited a real gym for the first time ever. I had fun and enjoyed it. Little did I know the pain that was to follow! At the time, I felt fine, like I could go on forever. I had a slight case of jello legs getting off the machine and down the stairs, but fast forward to the next day...My quads are killing me. I can't sit, stand, walk, or bend without wincing. Now I need to recover for a week. Mission accomplished. I did good, lol.


"But seldom do these words ring true
When I'm constantly failing you
Like walls that we just can't break through Until we disappear
So tell me now If this ain't love then how do we get out?
Because I don't know
That's when she said I don't hate you boy
I just want to save you while
There's still something left to save
That's when I told her I love you girl
But I'm not the answer for the Questions
that you still have"
- Rise Against