Right now I'm listening to the Celine Dion Christmas cd. It is one of the best cds ever. Of course, not all of the songs are for Christmas, so it's all good. The best song is 'The Prayer', which is a duet sung with Andrea Boccelli. It's such a beautiful song, and I love the Italian in it. Someday I will be able to speak that as well as other language. I want to be at least quadrilingual. Actually it would be better to learn every language in the world. But that would almost be impossible. I read an article in People magazine that there was a guy who learned like...I think it was 50+ languages. It was so cool. He's my new role model. Well, I still haven't forgotten about Mr. Rodgers. He's my role model too. He's always been the original role model.
I got new sneakers today. They are pretty cool. I got new Adidas sandals too. They rock. I want to go shopping again tomorrow. I need to get some jeans. American Eagle sounds like a nice place for that. We walked around in Boston, and my feet were killing me. I should have worn shoes with no backs, but I was stupid, and I didn't. So, my mum and I switched shoes. She wore my sneakers, and I wore her clogs, which were way too small. I'm sure I looked oh so stylish in those nice clogs with flare jeans and a sparkly pink tank top; probably about as cool as she looked in my sneakers. *gives a 'thumbs down' sign* I didn't care though, as I was in serious pain. I just lost my train of thought...well, that means...new paragraph!
So, I'm going to go to the doctor's tomorrow. I am so looking foward to that. Maybe I'll actually do my Biology summer work tomorrow. I guess it would be a good idea. I've been saying that it would be a good idea since June, but hey, you can't get everything done in a day. The one good thing (among MANY, MANY others) about quitting soccer is that I can continue babysitting for Gus. This is a blessing and a curse at the same time. Gus is a pain at times, and watching him can be a hassle, but the good point is that I get money, which will be needed for the many expenses of senior year. Especially prom, which I don't even want to give a nanosecond of thought to. Ay de mi. That's all I'm going to say about that. Still, I think that this year is going to be fun. I am going to make it fun, damnit! I can't take another stressful, craptacular year just like the past three. Okay, this entry is really crappy, so I'll just stop now.
Ciao.