Nappy nap
June 06, 2003, 5:29 p.m.

"When I first saw Drew I thought he was fine. But when he turned to the side I was like, 'AH!'" -- Melode's words to my mother and I today while we were discussing the banquet. Mom's trying to convince me to dance with Drew. I dun wanna.

I smell like fish right now. Ick. Mom made me clean some for dinner, so I smell all icky. Icky, icky. Yeppers.

Just call me the Scrabble Queen. Today, I kicked this kids ass in it while at English by almost 100 points! Yeah, baby. w00t! Ain't nobody can stop me, man. Nobody 'cept Matt, that is. Wooh!

And Carlos, some chick, and I dissected a fetal pig today in Bio. My God, it was gross. Hundreds of times we had to drain the pig of its inner fluids 'cause it wouldn't stop blocking everything. Oh, it was gross. I had to slice open the heart so we could see its chambers, and I cut out the intestines, while Carlos cut out the kidneys and the lungs. Someone in another group chopped off the snout and the ear, and Lance threw a leg on my tray. Ugh.

In ensemble I mostly chilled with my friends in the woodwind locker room. Harry, Ariana, Tad, and Heath played Spades while I gave Harry a massage. Poor boy almost passed out, especially when I rubbed his temples. Twas funny. After that I then played some card games and then just sat around and talked. A couple times Heath shut off the lights and Harry, who normally isn't so perverted, said, "God, Allison, not now! I told you, wait 'til tonight!" Ass.

Well I'm tired. Nap time!

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