Every Little Step I Take, You Will Be Thereee.

Yes, I'm singing Bobby Brown.

Haha.

Hello my loverlies.

I rest assured that you rested well.

That sounds cool.

Except not.

Anyway.

Today has been pretty good so far.

Ma woke me up to help her in the kitchen.

Which I really actually didn't mind.

Then we ate.

And now I'm chillin.

Like a villian.

On penicillin.

Fo serious.

I love my Twin.

That was random, but I do.

Oh, and Wes is kinda in a mood.

Oh well.

Ma and I are gonna sit here and watch the snow fall while Wes bitches.

What else is new?

Oh yeah, my heelstretches are getting better.

Same can be said for my scorpions.

But I've lost hope for my bow-n-arrows.

I'm talking about cheerleading stunts, for those of you who may be looking at this with an air of confusion.

I'm practicing my stunts for camp this summer.

'Cuz if I can't do the crap, then how on earth should I expect my little 12 year olds to do it?

So yeah.

I haven't done them in like 3 years.

So they looked crappy.

But they're getting better.

:]

So excited.

And I'm sure no one cares about that.

But oh well.

No one ever cares.

Ever.

It's just a fact I'll have to accept.

And I'm okay with that, surprisingly.

Well, I'm trying to be, anyway.

Oh, there are two games coming on todayyyy :]

UVA versus someone and VT versus someone.

Uber happy, she is.

Sí sí sí, mí amigo.

Or amiga, depending on your genetic appendage.

The snow is beautiful.

Like fo. serious.

I'm overusing that saying, but I don't care.

Oh well.

And that one.

But oh well.

I just feel like saying "GaGaGaGaGaGaGaGaGaGa" for some reason.

Who knows?

I don't.

I never do.

Again, another life fact to accept.

But yeah.

SHABBA!

I FORGOT ABOUT THATTTT!

From here on out, I'm going to end my blogs with some form of the word SHABBA!

Either with just the word, or with some creative dream I've created in my non-creative mind.

Yup, another life fact.

I'm not creative.

Accept it, I'm doing.

SHABBA!