Who really knows?

Sorry that my blogs are so few and far between but I haven't any time to blog. And I don't have avid readers so I figure, I will blog when I have time nad you can read however often you would like. With that said, I have other important things to ponder.

I sent my application to the University of Iowa in a few weeks ago and now I am starting to wonder when I am going to recieve word from them. I am truly not worried about getting in because they let just about everyone into the U of I, but I got a letter the other day that gave me a sign in and password to allow me to see how the application process was going. I signed in last night just out of curiosity and they have received everything and next to Admitance, it says "in progress." So now I am nervous because I want to know if I am acceptd or not. I think it has been about 2 weeks now since I have sent everuthing it. Maybe almost two weeks.

My next pondering thought is how can I play JV all season, miss a practice before competition, and still dress varsity for tonight's regionals game against North. My first thought is that it is because they are playing North. But that wouldn't make sense because he wouldn't really need me because North is so easy. He is also dressing Allie, Mindy, Mallory, and Steph so who knows what he is doing. I was even late to practice on Friday because I had to tutor. I don't know, Mr. Brooks works in some screwed up ways sometimes.

With that said, Friday is also the end of the quarter. And speaking of Brooks, I have one math test left to hopefully bring up my grade. He hasn't put in attendance so perhaps that will also give me a boost. Right now I am at a solid C. I know this may come as a shock to most of you who believe that I am a perfect student, but yes, I really do have a C. I just don't understand derivatives. I am starting to get them, and I know how to find them now, but I don't always know what they are telling me. I don't know how to interpret them. But, math is boring.

Moving on to the part of my life that everyone wants to know about, the boyfriend. He is good. Still the same Michael that lives down the street. I find it sort of funny that earlier this summer I blogged about him and our history of never liking eachother at the same time, and now I am blogging about our relationship. Strange. We hung out on Friday at the game and then he went home early because he has All State choir try-outs on Saturday. He made it and we celebrated his acceptance and my birthday on Saturday night when I got off work. We watched the movie Seven. Very strange, in fact I think I am going to have to watch it again so I fully understand what went on. The plus side, Brad Pitt is in the movie so I will have no problem watching it again.

Yesterday I had to work and it was funny because I had to leave at 4 to go to a SAIL meeting. I called Kim, a floor manager, to ask her if there was someone that could cover the bakery from 4 until 8. She sent me to Kristi and she told me that she had someone who could do it but only until 6:30. So that meant that I had to come back to work when I was done with SAIL. To top that off, Mirsada, the manager of the Pizza Shop, hadn't scheduled anyone from 1-3. She got Ryan, the boy from the kitchen that Carrie, the cake decorator, tried to set me up with earlier this summer, to cover pizza from 1-3. He came into the bakery with a big smirk on his face and told me that he was going to find out what doing nothing was like. (he makes fun of me because he says I am never doing anything and that his job is so much harder than mine.) I told him it was crap that he could work pizza but not bakery because Dave, my manager, and I asked him to cover bakery while I was gone and his dad, the kitchen manager, said that he couldn't or something.

I walked into the pizza shop and the girl that was there was telling Ryan what he needed to do and the prices of everything. He was fine with everything except the fact that he doesn't know how to make the pizzas. I said that I knew and she asked me if I could help him if pizza needed to be made. I said fine whatever, it gets me out of standing in the bakery. Sheila, the pizza girl, said ok, well we do actually need some pizzas for the case. I had to make 4 pizzas because Ryan is a moron and doesn't know how. I wasn't technically able to put a pizza into the oven until last Tuesday and I know how! Anyway, I was making some pizza when David came back and told Ryan that he needed to run out to Camp Dodge and pick up some equipment at 2. Guess who was left to watch 2 departments, that's right, me! Ryan left at 2 and got back about 15 minutes before Steve, the guy working pizza at 3, got there. It was a beautiful time. But I did learn a lot more about pizza so now I can help over there when there is nothing to do in the bakery, which is always.

While Ryan and I were making a pizza, mainly me, Jim walked past the pizza shop and asked what he could get for a quarter. I told him my love and Ryan told him that it was way over priced. These are the kids that I work with, but I thought it was funny. I am actually starting to talk to Ryan which is strange because we are so different. Let me tell you, there are some quality people that work at Hy-Vee. But, I enjoy it most of the time and in a few weeks I should get a raise. That means my measly 7 bucks an hour will be bumped to 7.25 an hour. Sweet! But I do get an extra .50 cents on Sundays so that is sort of nice.

Well, I have nothing else really to blog about. My life is not very interesting. I have a lot of homework all the time and that is about it. So, I will leave the words and you can decide what to do with them.

Rapport: relationship; especially one of mutual trust or emotional affinity

Caracoles!: Gee whiz!

Senior Night

First off, sorry I haven't written in so long but I really have been busy. And Tony, trust me, I do know the meaning of busy. Last week I had three games, we started a novel in english, and we finished about the hardest chapter in math that I have ever lived through. This weekend I had show choir choreography from 9-5 on Saturday, and then 1-8 on Sunday. Sunday morning I had to do my homework that I didn't get done on Saturday. Monday I had school, then straight to practice, then from there I went to pasta to get dinner, then back to the school for 4 more hours of choreography. I didn't get home until 10:15 last night and I was up til 1:00 doing homework. So mom, that's why I was a little annoyed that you wanted me to get up at 7:00.

Secondly, tonight is senior night. Somehow I don't think I am getting the same experience most people think of when the term "senior night" is brought up. I play JV and as happy as I am playing JV, I think most people think of "senior night" being a varsity activity. Tonight is a little different though seeing as how most of the seniors play JV, or SV as we like to call it! I get to dress varsity tonight along with the rest of the seniors, but that doesn't mean I am going to get to play. The question on everyone's mind is who isn't dressing? You can only dress 15 people and the 9 permanent varsity players plus the 7 seniors on JV make 16. Hmm....Brooks is a math teacher, lets see how long it takes him to figure this one out.

When I was talking to Michael and he was telling me how last year for baseball the coach put all the seniors in the starting line up on senior night, I was wondering if Brooks would do something like that. I highly doubt it but, maybe something will click and allow him to be a decent coach for once in his life. It is sad to think that this is the last time that I am going to play volleyball on Johnston's home floor. I never got the experience of playing in front of the crowd like varsity, I didn't even get to dress varsity most of the year. Which, now I am thankful that I didn't have to sit through hours of agony on the bench watching them lose. And even though it is senior night, I still want them to lose. It is still the same team, just because Brooks put all the seniors on the bench means squat.

I heard that at the Ankeny game he yelled at the bench for not cheering. Now, I believe in cheering for the team but it is hard to cheer for a team that you don't support. I was comparing basketball last year and volleyball this year earlier. Last year the bench was thanked for all the support and cheering they gave to the varsity players. And I hated basketball last year. I felt the same way about basketball and that team as I do about volleyball and this team. I didn't feel like part of that team but I still cheered anyway. When I think about it, it is probably because I liked most of the people that played basketball last year. And I like the people that play volleyball but I think I don't support them because I feel as though I should be playing where as in basketball I knew the right people were playing. I don't know. I was sort of philosophical in that sense today but it ended there.

With that said, I must comment on the date I had on Friday night. I know my parents know as well as Auntie S, but for the others of you out there, yes, I went out on a date with a boy on Friday night. It was Michael, the same boy from Homecoming. He asked me out on Tuesday after I helped him pick up bottles after the game. I told him that he owed me for being such a good friend. He called me later and said since he owed me, how about he take me out to dinner on Friday and then we could go to Retep's. (Retep's birthday was yesterday so he had a party Friday night.) Anyway, I said sure and that is how it happened. He picked me up and we went out for dinner at Okaboji, then we watched a movie at his house to kill some time before we went to Peter's. He brought me home at 12:30 and that is all she wrote. We are pretty much oficially a "couple" so mom you don't have to make fun of me anymore or ask Pooz anymore tedious questions.

Other than that, I don't know what else to write about. I have been too busy to actually have a life so nothing interesting has been going on. The JV Dragons were doing super well for awhile and then we lost three games last week. I think we are 5 and 4 now. We only have two games left though so we better pick it up. I really hope that we win tonight. Coach switched the line up to "help out" the front row that I wasn't normally in. We pretty much had our three strongest hitters all in the front row together which made the other front row pretty weak. Now we are more staggered and now both front rows are mediocre with a strong hitter in each. I don't really like it because it means that I play with Emily now and she drives me nuts. Owell, only 2 games left. SEP is tonight and out favorite WDMDCHS, or West Des Moines Dowling Catholic High School, is next week.

And in case it is a week again before I write, exactly one week from today GRANDE will be 18!! That's right, I will be a legal adult and I can vote. I saw President Bush speak last week and it was pretty interesting. I still don't know who I am going to vote for though. Owell.

I haven't learned any new interesting english words but to make up for the non-blogging, I will do three spanish words.

En Cueros: In one's birthday suit; Naked (actual dictionary definition!)

Sazonada: Spicy

Coquetear: To Flirt