>.< Why AM I Updating?

Oh. Right. Because Polly Wolly here (well, there-- somewhere in cyberspace right now, I guarantee it) told me to, although she types to me almost every day (>9). But I really don't have anything new to say... my life has actually been busy this summer but nothing particularily hilarious that anyone would want to spend their time reading about. But, because I'm being forced (mentally... the pressure's building... actually, not really) or not-so-forced, then I'm going to try to infuse humor into my life. HAHA. <-- Hopefully better than (HAHA) that.

The little kids haven't driven me insane yet :P and they're actually quite cute (and remember my name better than SOME teachers). Except those occasional bad seeds that are little violent crazies (who grabs a leg bone replica and starts running around [away from me] and whacking other people and tv screens with it while grunting like a caveman?!)or just... odd. Like *sigh* Aiden. With an 'E.' Not an 'A.' (Little campers can get confusing... 3 Zachs/2 Jacks/Aiden/Aidan >.<) He never wants to sing or play games, packs a buffet for snack, gets bored SUPER easily, eats paper, goes to sit in the sun far away to get warm (WHEN HE'S ALREADY STANDING IN SUN TO BEGIN WITH grr..), can't walk in line, starts an 'Aiden Club,' and throws his nametag on the ground and stomps on it (we've stopped trying to get him to wear one). But for every super-annoyance, there are always the excellent little learners, who you all probably don't want to hear me commend, because that might be a tad dull. Just to counter the weirdies, Ruby, Owen, Josh, Jaden, Rose, Chloe, Kieran... there are probably others :D. Some of them have the funniest little quirks too: a little boy named Charlie was eating plum slices, but he could never get the food into his mouth on the first try-- he always poked his cheek with it first =P. Hmm.. there has to be more quotes.. I'll think of them eventually.

What else is happening in my life... oh, my family has sunk/climbed (depending on your perspective) to a new level of nerdiness (or so it would seem) with Geocaching. It's actually really fun, like a giant treasure hunt only the 'prize' is basically finding it, though you can trade little trinkets too in some of them. The really tiny cylinders are hard to find... all the vets were staring at us at one point or another when we were searching for one outside their office. We eventually asked for hints (because they had seen enough loiterers/geocachers to get interested, and found the little bugger themselves so they can laugh at inexpierienced, bumbling people such as us), and found it on the back of a road sign after digging around in bushes and trees for 15/20 minutes. Ugh. But, despite the frustration, it's really fun and surprisingly rewarding to find the prize after searching for so long and screaming like an idiot :D. There was one at the city hall yesterday, and we had... 6 people searching for it (me, my dad, my brother, my aunt, and my 2 cousins) ALL around the coordinate (it's not exactly on the spot, just within 10-ish feet) when someone who actually worked there and had no idea why we were loitering came out and apparently started talking to my dad. It was sooo tiring digging around in the bushes and the trees and the dirt, and then I suddenly found it in a hollow where a thin-ish stone had been removed/fallen out and the partially re-covered with regular rocks. And screamed. And jumped around like an idiot. And caused the rest of the kids there to scream and cheer like we were insane. We ended up explaining the whole geocaching situation to the official (who was apparently watching us climb up and down and snoop everywhere... imagine the suspicion if we hadn't found it :P) and now the Kirkland City Hall staff can try to find it/laugh at other lost geocachers. But maybe it just takes so incredibly long because we're stupid newbies =D.

I can't think of anything else significant enough to write about... Happy 4th of July in a couple of days =P and be sure to launch tons of illegal fireworks haha. (Or go into unincorporated King/other counties, that always works. Oh. And just to pound this into Polly's head, I'll type the entire lyrics for 'My Freeze Ray.' And if she EVER calls him 'Mr. Horrible' again when he is so obviously and without any question 'Dr. Horrible' (He has a PHD in horribleness =P) then there will be blood. It might be yours (this is directed at Polly, of course). So go kill someone; Signed, Bad Horse <3 lol, I couldn't resist =DDD And you already know that I'm obsessed, so what's the point in hiding it.
Laundry day/See you there/Underthings/Tumbling/Wanna say/Love your hair/Here I go/Mumbling/With my freeze ray I will stop the world/With my freeze ray I will find the time to find the words to/Tell you how/How you make/Make me feel/What's the phrase?/Like a fool/Kinda sick/Special needs/Anyways/With my freeze ray I will stop the pain/It's not a death ray or an ice beam that's all Johnny Snow/I just think you need time to know/That I'm the guy to make it real/The feelings you don't dare to feel/I'll bend the world to our will/And we'll make time stand still [-illl :D then the music interlude and dancing/shoulder thing =P]/That's the plan/Rule the world/You and me/Anyday [ahhh! cute wink =P]/Love your hair 'What?' No I love the... air, heh... Anyway/With my freeze ray I will stop- [Moist slams open the door]
Am I obsessed? Looks like it. Do you laugh at me? Yes. Are these rhetorical questions annoying? Slightly. But, just throwing this out there, Libbles and Aberforth and even Polly-Wolly know the lyrics too, or some of them. Although, I think I know all of the songs besides Commentary the Musical. Heh. Digging my own grave here (You know, that should be a nicer expression. I know there's 'making my own bed' or 'digging my own hole (?)' but those are just as bad.)

Before I talk (type) on for too much more... BYE! And, I probably won't post for a few more months. Unless pressured to again.

'Depressing shot.' ~Cherry~

P.S. Guess where that quote's from ;)