Monday, August 23, 2004

Okay, 1, 2, 3.....*collapse*
My mom came into my room this morning to wake me up and get me down to the gym. I biked for about twenty minutes, while she jogged on the treadmill. After that we headed home, and I was soon after picked up to babysit until 2:15.

I was babysitting for Mrs. St. Louis again; all three children. Much of the time was spent playing Gamecube, as they do not own the system and they absolutely love playing Super Smash Brothers Melee. There's only three controllers, though, so somebody has to sit out each turn.

I dominated the matches I was in, naturally. =P A couple of times we switched off all items but Pokeballs and turned them on high, so there were all sorts of crazy critters running all over the place. Heh, it was amusing.

They were pretty much able to get their own lunches, so I just munched on a turkey sandwich and made sure none of them choked. You see, I'm a good babysitter. :p

I played Yu-Gi-Oh with the eldest, Tyler, while the other two traded turns on one-player games. I built a new deck to face him, because one card in his deck absolutely shattered my Monster Destruction Deck's strategy. Without disassembling the Monster Destruction deck, I built a generic Beatdown deck and creamed him three times in a row. :D

One time, though, he nearly assembled the five letters of Destiny Board. If he had, he would have instantly won the duel. He had four of the five letters required, and the final one would be automatically placed on his field at the end of my turn.

He managed to get F-I-N-A before I wiped out his lifepoints. Had he gotten the L, he would have spelled "FINAL", and that would have marked the end for me. :p

Anyways, moving on. After I was done babysitting, I rushed home. St. Bernard's book day started at 3:00, and it was already 2:30. We still had to pick up Christina, and it took about 15 minutes to get to St. B's in non-existent traffic. But of course, there would be traffic.

Christina called me again yesterday, and asked for a ride up to school for Book Day. My parents consented, and so at about ten minutes until three o'clock, I was anxiously searching apartment doorways for a #16. I'd never actually been up to Christina's front door, as it is set back a bit from the parking spaces, and I'd never been there except to drop her off.

So, I walk past several younger children, all staring at me suspiciously. I was a bit dismayed when I saw a number on the corner of the building: 1095. -.-;;

I continued slowly walking onward, hoping that there would be some way of identifying which apartment Christina lived in. Fortunately for me, the last three or four of the apartments were actually numbered, and so I knew which one it was. I rang the bell, she answered, my dad drove us up to St. Bernard's.

We then spent the next two hours getting our books at Book Day. Well, actually, we only spent about twenty minutes actually trying to get our books. The other hour and forty minutes was spent waiting in line to check out. Now, the system our book store manager has set up is the most efficient system that they've ever had for a book day.

First off, you get a individualized packet of papers, which has your schedule, a paper that says which books are needed for each class, and a sheet or paper with about 14 even rectangular spaces on it. All of the books are split into sections: History, Languages, English, etc. They're all in one line, in almost an 'S' shape throughout the cafeteria. So, you pick what books you need in each section, and for every one you get a sticker to go on your rectangle sheet. That way, when you check out, they can be sure you've only got what they've given to you.

Despite the efficiency of the system, it didn't help with the lines. Most of our time together there was spent waiting in line. Fortunately for us, my dad had grabbed a small cart that was sitting aside for public usage. Nobody else was sensible enough to do so. =P So instead of having to lug our piles of books around the cafeteria for an hour or so, Christina and I just pushed them around on the cart.

In the meantime I chatted with Mrs. Lombardi and her son, Joey. Steve Lombardi was one of the group that normally went to movies, parties, etc. with Eric and me, and Joey was brought along several times as well. So, yeah. We knew each other. We let them share our cart. Idle conversation.

I saw tons of people I knew, which I suppose is only natural, considering they all go to my school. >.> A lot of them were different, though, in little ways. I've come to expect it after spending the entire summer away from most of them, but it's still neat. I wonder how I've changed in appearance. O.o

I may have realized it before, and I may not have, but I seem to know and talk to a lot of really pretty girls. And they actually, sort of, know me, and enough so that they actually come up and say "hi," or give me a hug. 0_ô

As my dad and I drove out of the parking lot (Christina had to stay at school for soccer practice), we can hear a girl yell out: "I love you Ben!" is a sort of off-key voice. Heh, it was one of Amanda's best friends, Jane. Jane and I have almost never spoken to each other (besides her occasional tipsy declarations of adoration), and yet, there it is. Calling out to me as I leave. v_V

LOL, not that I mind that many of these girls say that I'm a nice guy and such, but I'm just a bit nonplused. I've just never had so much attention (well, positive attention, anyways) from the opposite gender outside of the Internet, where no one has seen me. >_>

Times are quite obviously changing.

Anyways, I got home and remained there for about an hour and a half, before I went out to a special fencing presentation at the Thames River Fencing Club; the place I went last week(?) with Amanda and Megan. The club was having a special talk about new rules that were going into effect. I listened to that part, and then the old guy doing the lecture started going over several older rules and responsibilities that I already knew. So, I got up and talked to my coach for a short while. I got some good news from him, but I'll save that for another time. ~_^

My dad had arrived a half hour early, thinking he would just wait and read the paper until I was done. Well, I was through with the lecture, and there were hardly any people to fence; not to mention I was physically exhausted. I nearly fell asleep on the way to the club, and came even closer on the way home.

Playing Doom 3 on my dad's computer helped wake me up a bit. o.o;;

That is one scary game to be playing at 10-something at night. *shudder*

Anyways, like I said, I'm very tired. I have summer reading yet to do, and I have my first day of work at the library tomorrow. Ergh, and my contacts are giving me a headache somehow. >_>;

Good night, everyone.
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Babysitting until 2:30-ish.

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Sunday, August 22, 2004

"Agh! My ocular eye organ!"

I can't remember which one of my friends used to say that, but we'd all bring it up all the time. The redundancy made us chuckle like the little idiots we are were. ^_^;;

Since nobody could come up with any suggestions as to what I should write about, I figured I'd touch back on something Solo remarked upon.

Ben wears contacts?

Yes. I wear contacts. I used to have glasses. Actually, I still have them in a case somewhere in my room, but I never wear them. The prescription is outdated, and my head has since changed shape. The glasses are really of no use whatsoever to me anymore.

I didn't find out that I had trouble seeing until fourth grade. Well, either that, or I hadn't damaged my eyes sufficiently until fourth grade to make a noticeable difference. I read a lot at night by flashlight when I was younger. >_>

I didn't realize the damage until part of the way through the school year, when we were copying down spelling words from the board. Or maybe it was a test or something, I don't quite remember. In either case, the words on my paper came nowhere near matching those on the board. I didn't notice the difference until I moved up closer. I remember having one thing on my paper, and then "snowman" on the board. My word was nothing like "snowman." :p

So I went in to the optometrist and got glasses prescribed. My first pair I thought were really cool. I picked out ones with blue, brown, and goldish marble coloring on the sides, and a sort of intricate vine design on the metal near the lenses. They were awesome.

Eventually, though, the colorful sides that I coveted grew to be too small for me, and I had to have them replaced. By default, they replaced them with utilitarian metal ones, with no special markings of any kind. :(

A few years later, when I started doing soccer and track, I got a new pair of glasses. What was really neat about these glasses, was that they had a special feature to help keep them from breaking. The sides of the glasses, the little sticks of metal that hold onto your ears to keep the lenses on, they could bend out.

Not just flex outwards, but they could actually shift into a position horizontal with the lenses. They looked liked somebody had run them over whenever I pulled them out. It was fun, as I could take off my glasses, extend either side, and poke somebody a foot or two away with it. =D

Also, I could bend the sides out, and then balance the glasses on my nose. If I was lucky, I could manage the feat while sitting upright, and I would have the sides of my glasses sticking straight out on either side of my head. This continued on until shortly after eighth grade.

I had glasses up until my second day of high school. On the first day, Freshman Orientation, I was still wearing my glasses. After school on that day, though, I had an appointment to pick up my contacts and learn how to put them in and take them out. I'd spend one day of Freshman year with glasses on. Nobody even remembered that I had worn them the first day. ^_^;;

Putting contacts in for the first time is a very tricky business. Your eyes, at first, instinctively close every time you put something within a close distance of them. So, I blinked the contacts off of my finger many times before I learned how to secure my eyelids with my fingers before putting the contact in.

The employee who was supposed to show me how to do it acted a great deal like Ben Stein. He was bored, and disinterested. He stared off into space, and absently refreshed the dish of contact solution I had to keep rinsing the lenses in. He didn't offer and help, really, but instead mouthed the obvious over and over again.

You're supposed to do it this way.

I know, I'm trying! >:o

When I finally managed to get both of them in, I was teary-eyed and my eyes felt raw. At first, it really stings to be poking yourself in the eye. But after putting contacts in them for several years now, I don't really feel a thing. I can poke my eye right now, eyelids open, and not really feel any stress.

Heh, then I had to show the guy that I could take the contacts out. Taking them out was a bit easier, especially since I was more adept by that point in maneuvering my eyelids and the rest. Taking them out is just a matter of sliding them to a side and having it sort of fold a bit. Then you just gently pull it out, rinse it off, and store it in a container of solution for the night.

I've considered getting laser eye correction surgery or whatnot, but at this point my contacts don't bother me all that much. Every now and then they feel rather dry and icky, but then I can just take them out and store them for the night. Sleeping with them in is moderately awful, as well. Not only is it hard, as the contacts tend to prop my eyes open, but waking up with them in is a rather bad experience. The normal tiredness you feel in your eyes after waking up is amplified several times, and you can't get rid of it for what seems like too long a time.

One of the bad things, I think, about wearing contacts, is that they sort of prop my eyes open. My eyes don't get tired as easily, or at least they don't feel so tired. This contributes to several late nights, as I rarely take out my contacts anytime except right before I go to bed. Perhaps if I took them out earlier I could get to sleep earlier? Maybe. I don't know.

Remind me next time, to tell you about the "Superior Sayings."

They're worth a good laugh.
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Saturday, August 21, 2004

lahfs
So, today. I was up late again last night, as you can see by my previous post. As I mentioned in Shin's comment box, I've fallen into a wicked cycle once again.
I go to bed at some time between 1-3 in the morning, and I've been getting up at noon.

Fortunately, today, my mom got me up to go to the gym. Yay mom! :D
And to add onto the going to the gym, we actually did weight training today, instead of twenty minutes of cardio. It felt like I was accomplishing so much more when I could feel my muscles strain. Granted, when I did cardio, I worked up a sweat and I couldn't walk properly for a time after it, but...

We did only upper body today. Biceps, triceps, laterals muscles, etc. It didn't feel too good right after we did it, but now I feel awesome. ^_^ I can tell I've had a good workout, and that makes--I don't know, eccentric? I mean, it's not really happiness, but it's a strong feeling of something.

So, afterwards we went home, and I had a protein-healthy-shake-thing that we had around the house in abundance. I've had three of those so far in the past few days. They're a quick and easy substitute for a meal, and they have 42 grams of protein in each packet. And since Becky suggested I get more protein in, these work well for me.

Shortly after working out, we went down to Groton Utilities Day picnic, or whatever it was. I got a little squishy baseball and a hackee sack from a couple of the games there. There was a cute girl there, and her family sort got there the same time mine did.

Since we got there the same time, our families stopped by each of the attractions at roughly the same time. So, being the brazen fellow that I am....

I stole glances at her when I thought she wasn't looking. >_>

While we were there, I was accosted by my friend Caroline's mother. Caroline had been one of the other applicants for the page position at the library, one who didn't get the job. Mrs. Gunning playfully jabbed at me for "stealing" her daughter's job. :p

We went to visit my dad at the gold course, and because the weather was turning sour, we drove some of the golf carts out to the course's garage. I enjoy driving golf carts almost as much as I enjoy riding on the back of them. ^__^ I think the driving is good practice for when I actually get behind the wheel of a car. >_>

Better than bumper cars, anyway. =P

I'm babysitting tonight from 7:30 to 12-ish, which is why you're graced with this early evening post. I'll be watching the St. Lousises again, and hopefully I can get some reading done after they've all gone to bed. I'm nearly done with Flags of Our Fathers, and I'm confident I can fly through the classic novels without much trouble. Then, on to the history book + paper. v_v

Ben's Yu-Gi-Oh Report

I think I'm going to have to adjust the deck I'm using. Not dismantle it entirely, because it's worked fairly well most times I've used it. It's Monster Destruction themed, so every time John manages to get out one of his powerful monsters, it goes almost straight to the Graveyard.

In my last duel with John, he had used up all of his recursion cards (cards that bring back monsters) simply because I kept destroying everything he brought back or brought out. It had turned into a battle of attrition, really. I was nearing the end of my deck (a deck, by the way, with few monsters) and he still had stronger ones to spare. Which is how he beat me. Had I lasted one turn more, I would have won. We both went through what we had, and John even admitted that he could not have stopped my next move, which would have finished him.


Ergh. Yeah.

I need to get over to B&C's. That's where all the good cards are, and all the best duelists. Rare cards abound, and I've never been there. :p

I shall have to go there after my first paycheck comes in. ~_^

Hmmm....what else can I talk about.....?

Ideas are welcome.
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*snarl*
I'm up late again.

I'm nearly finished with Flags of our Fathers, the result of an afternoon-evening's worth of reading.




And I can hear beetles. Buzzing about my room.



I have named beetles my mortal enemies. They will not leave my room alive.






*prowls*
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Friday, August 20, 2004

He just---I just----NO!
NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!

John just beat me again! This time, I was so, so close!!!!!!!!! I had 8000 LifePoints almost the entire duel! I got him down to 800 before he started to come back. 800!

Without going into too many details, he got out a strong monster, and I had none. He got one successful attack in, and then I destroyed it. Then I draw no monsters, and he attacks with two puny ones. Then he gets out one of moderate strength, and I still have nothing. I can't do anything to stop him, and he wipes me out! He was at 500 by the end of it!

*shakes head and wrings hands in frustration*

And he's not very gracious about it, either. v_v

enricopalazzo24: damn my deck is awsome
enricopalazzo24: i love what i created

*Ben's Dislike of John level goes up another notch*

Bah. I'm such a sore loser. >_>

On another, much better and much more awkward note, Christina called me! ^____^

I had said I should call her, but I doubt I ever would have. I'm just not very comfortable talking on the phone, unless it's with someone like my dad or mom or something. Immediate family I can deal with. Girls I have the most trouble with, even if I've known them for....years. =P

So, yes. Christina called in the midst of my duel with John. I immediately ditched him and went downstairs to pick up the phone.

She hasn't often called me before, so just about every time she asks me: "Do you know who this is?" Of course, I could never forget a friend such as her. I was tempted to feign ignorance.

As far as I could tell, she had called just for the sake of talking to me. She had received my postcard from Maine, and had talked to Victoria at some point about the lobster I gave her. I think she was trying to steer the conversation towards the moose I bought her in Maine (but haven't given to her yet) but I managed to get around it.

So, we talked about the up and coming school year. I told her I had books for her to use, and she told me about how her surgery for this summer was delayed until next summer, so she wouldn't have to miss the first few weeks/months of Freshman year. ^_^

Apparently, Christina has a condition where her ribs are slowly curving inwards, or something. If she doesn't have surgery at some point, I think they could smother/crush/damage some internal organs. Which would not be good.

Often, there would be awkward pauses in conversation. I'd have nothing more to say on a certain subject, and we'd both be frantically thinking of something to say. This is one of the reasons I don't like phones. Silence in person isn't nearly as unbearable as when you can't actually see the person you're talking to. Those moments were very...eh...unpleasant for me.

But, it was great to hear from her. I've seen and spoken to Victoria numerous times over the summer, but just about the only time I saw Christina was when I invited her over for the fireworks. *goofy grin* That was fun. ^__^

Eventually, we ran out of things to talk about. We were both stuck at home with nothing really to do, and so nothing really to talk about. Heh, well, she did wish me luck on my summer reading. =P

She said she would call back some time soon. I both look forward to the call, and I'm incredibly anxious about it. On the one hand, one of my best friends is calling to talk to me. ^__^
On the other hand, a girl is calling me, with a phone. >.>

Oy. Off to summer reading.
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Just letting you know....
There are new posts on this page! :p

I'm thinking that the late hour of the previous two posts has contributed to the lack of anybody reading and/or commenting. So...yeah. There are new posts! I'll try to get others in sooner so people can actually read them. >_>
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Thursday, August 19, 2004

   Summer Reading. Yikes!
Today I got hardly any reading done in any of my required books. I don't know why, really, I just did not feel any compunction to accomplish....anything, today. It was refreshing, actually. :p

I had trouble sleeping last night, and eventually got to bed at 3-ish. 3 hours after that, I was up and on my way to the gym with my mom. We spent twenty minutes on the exercise bikes, and I finally got a membership keychain swipe card thing. So, yay.

I went home, and made myself breakfast. Eggs and toast. Yum. After that, I took out my contacts, which were bugging me. I threw them out and made plans to put in a new pair later on. I was very tired, regardless of what else I was feeling. I went upstairs to take a short nap, which wound up taking several hours. I was pretty groggy in the half hour to follow, but eventually perked up enough to do...something.

Ah, right. I watched Hollow Man. While not a spectacular movie, I'd never seen the whole thing, and we had it lying around.

Then I tried to mow the lawn, to little or no avail. At first, it wouldn't start. So, I put more gas in it, thinking that that was the problem. Then I tried to start it again, but the starter cord wouldn't pull right. So, I moved the lawn mower off of the grass, and managed to get it started. I didn't really make any impact on the lawn, however. There was some dampness or water under the grass somewhere, and it made the grass clump together and clog the lawnmower.

Memory....is....fuzzy....at this point. >_>

I eventually took a shower and my dad and I went to see our nutritionist, Becky. It's been a month since we were there, so she weighed me and took assorted other readings.

Since the last time I was at her office, exactly a month before, I've lost nine pounds. Plus two inches off of my waistline. w00t!

2.5 pounds of the loss was fat.
1.5 was fluids. (Extraneous stuff, it was good to be rid of)
And the rest was lean muscle mass. >_>

Which is not a good thing to lose. Becky said I should eat incorporate more protein into what I'm eating, and get more weight training done. In the past month, the only weight training I did was with Jeremy, my trainer. That was only four days out of the past month. >_> Any other days I did cardio. Which, while certainly being helpful, did nothing really to build up muscle.

Hopefully, my dad will get better soon. He has a very bad throat infection that has kept him from doing anything but sleep and watch movies, pretty much. He can't eat, the medicine he's been given doesn't seem to help at all, and he's been coming up with and breaking fevers left and right.

A bunch of things I know need to be done, but I've not done the, nor do I think they will be done anytime soon. Ergh. I need work ethic, or something.

And, for anyone who reads this: I'll probably be updating later on in the evening, so my updates won't appear highlighted on your Backroom page.

So, visit me all the time so you won't miss anything! :D

Right now I'm watching Pirates of the Caribbean again, just because it's an awesome movie, and it has lots of swordfighting in it. I've recently become quite taken with things of the sword fighting nature, for some reason. I can't wait to fence again sometime soon.

Ergh...running low on ideas here. I've not done anything of much interest in a while. Perhaps I'll go see a movie sometime.

But, wait, no! Summer reading!

ARGH. I need to do something, but I need to read, too. Such headache-inducing choices can only be the work of......


PURE EVIL!

SCHOOL! It's coming far too soon, even though it's starting late this year....


Ergh. -_-;;

I can't think. I need sleep.

Or something.
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Wednesday, August 18, 2004

   Focus, FOCUS!
I've got to think of something to post about, and I've only got about an hour to do it, and write a post about it. What doesn't help is this IM window blaring at me every five seconds. *turns volume down*

Another random person that I've never spoken to before has come up and IM'd me. ^__^ It's always a fun experience to have that happen, but I wonder what drives a lot of them to do so. The past few have done so in response to the plea in my signature. I'm looking for people to duel online, and two OB members have answered the call thus far.

Yay...!

I got some more reading done in Flags, and I went to the mall this evening to pick up the book I needed for history. It is over 500 pages long, and I need to read it and write a paper on it in the next two weeks. In addition to the other summer readings books.

(Incidentally, the fourth story I had forgotten about is Billy Budd)

I'm starting to feel the faint edges of panic, for some reason. I've got a whole bunch of reading to accomplish in the next two weeks, and a paper to write on top of that. And yet, here I am, writing in MyO and talking to people on AIM. Where is the panic now?! I'm not feeling it....


In my search for my misplaced summer reading assignment for history, I came across a bunch of letters from colleges that I never even opened. :p

I just didn't have the time for them during the school year, I guess. And I didn't feel that, as a Sophomore, those things were terribly important at the time. Fortunately, my natural packrat instincts saved me from throwing any of them out. ~_^ So maybe if I somehow manage to pull off an ungodly bit of Procrastinator King magic, I can get my summer assignments done and I can look through some college info.

Next Monday and Tuesday are Book Days for school. I need to get ahold of Christina and see what books she's going to need, because I still have mine from Freshman year. (Packrat-itude!) Christina and her mom aren't in the best of financial positions, so I decided a few books would make a great aid. (Considering some of them cost $50-100) Victoria is getting whichever ones she needs that Christina doesn't. I'm calling it a belated graduation gift to the two of them.

With Book Days coming up next week, it gets me wondering: Where the heck is my schedule? I need to know what classes I'm taking, and what books I need for those classes. I'd rather not find out the very day I need to go in and buy the books. For all I know, my schedule is not at all feasible, and I may need to make adjustments. If I do that, I may need another whole set of books. O_o;

So, I called up the Guidance Office this evening, but unfortunately nobody was there. So, I'm going to either call them up tomorrow or head up there with a parent. I'd really like to know what is going on. Additionally, I've still got to turn in a parental consent form saying that my parents think I can handle AP History. It was due June 4th, but my parents were away at the time. So I went and got an extension from Mr. Currie, who teaches the class. He said get it to him in the summer and, heh, the summer is still here. ^_^;;

So, that'll be another reason I need to get in touch with St. B's.

I'm also supposed to call over to the library and make sure that the right person got the copy of my birth certificate. I'd really hate to go in next week and find out that I can't work because my papers haven't been processed. That would stink.

Mmmm....I'm going to go now and prepare some food for tomorrow. All the stuff we have for me to eat needs some work before it's ready, and I won't be patient enough tomorrow when I'm hungry to make it. So, adieu.
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Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Hey, whoah! After 10:00!
I lost track of time, and almost ran out of it before I could get a post in for today. *shakes fist* I'll not be knocked out of TehSillyCircus2 so easily!

So, yes. That is what this MyOtaku longest consecutive day posting thing is being called. Shin conveniently had Syk3 make a picture, banner, advertisement thing for it. Hopefully he'll put it up soon, if he hasn't already. Heh, it's a neat picture.

Today, I got some reading done in Flags of Our Fathers, which really is an interesting book. I just would rather do other things more than I would like to read it. >_>

Even though it's required reading for my class. :p And I start on the first of September, I believe. Before that day comes, however, I've got to finish Flags of Our Fathers, find and read: The Scarlet Letter, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, The Red Badge of Courage, and one other great work of American literature, which I don't remember even what it is.

In addition, I have to find, buy, and read a large book for AP History, and then write a section by section summary on said book. Our teacher estimated at 16-22 pages.

Difficult? Of course.

Impossible? For some.

Impossible for me? Of course not.

I have been dubbed the Procrastinator King in several circles, because of my uncanny ability to complete large academic projects over very small periods of time; in most cases, overnight. And with a passing grade on every single one to date.

It's time to pull off another amazing feat in the next two weeks. Can I do it?

Who thinks I can't?

It'll get done. Eventually.

In the past hour or so, I've dueled my friend Chris twice. Both times I've won, with 5000 or more of my LifePoints intact. I faced John earlier, and he walloped me once again. I think I just got a bad draw against him, because Chris is not a heck of a lot better than John. Heh, Chris is more fun, I think. He and I will get little snippets of conversation in between turns, and because of that, my AIM acting skills pay off a lot.


Reading both Solo and Mimmi's accounts of their meeting in London only strengthens my desire to meet somebody from OB in person. Unfortunately, nobody seems to vacation in Connecticut. v_v

I tell you, they should build a Disney right here, or something. Get a second Eiffel Tower or build a slanting tower. Something that could be used as a tourist attraction. The only things we have really are the Subway Franchise headquarters, Pfiser World Headquarters (or something like that), and our submarine making businesses (We're the submarine capital of the world! Yippee!)

I'm sure there are people who live on the East Coast other than me, but the ones I've noticed I either don't know them well, or they're at the lower end. v_v;;

All of this talk is a bit ridiculous, however, as I'd be a bundle of nerves should I ever actually meet anybody. :p I don't think I'd do too bad as part of a group meeting together, but one on one just isn't my thing usually. But still....ergh....it just sounds like everybody from OB who gets together seems to enjoy it so much, you know? =P

Hehehe, I should try to meet up with somebody who fences or plays Yu-Gi-Oh. We could have a "Clash of the OB Members" or something cheesy like that. Heh, that'd be fun.

Moving on...

I've been getting Olympic ambitions, believe it or not. O_o' It may just be all of the frantic moving about I've been doing to watch the Olympics, or the fact that my mom gets so hyped up about them every year, but something has definitely put the desire in me.

A lot of the athletes I see on TV are either my age, or only a few years ahead. A few of the fencers there, I think I read, they had only been fencing for about a year or two! I just know that it would be a lot of work, and I don't know if I could take that in addition to Junior year, with all of the college searching and stuff I will be doing. And then there's also the question of my writing. If I wholly devote myself to fencing, will I have time to write?

There's a lot of considerations I'd have to take, and there'd be a lot of commitments I'd have to make. I've never been good at committing to something, really. Maybe the Olympic hype will wear off, and maybe it won't. We'll see what happens, and whether or not ambition will lead me anywhere.

I've got another duel with Chris lined up and waiting, so I'll leave now and post up the results probably tomorrow.

Good night.
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