Trampoline

you know what's a really wierd word? Trampoline. Just take a moment to realize this.
It's SPRRING BREAK!! This means no school, no homework, no annoying teachers! My only previous engagement for spring break was my mutual activity. Our young womens president held a sleepover for all the girls at her house. The basis of being there, was so that the younger girls could question the Laurels about growing up. Basically, I've learned the following things.
* Be outgoing Freshman year
* Take the harder classes if you can.
* say hello to people in the hallway
* & don't be a highschool slut.

They say these things are important, and I trust them, but I do not want to go to high school. It's not that I'm scared in any way. Don't get me wrong, middle school is Hell, but there are awesome kids that are in 7th and 6th grade that I took the time to get to know, and I'll be leaving them behind! Being a Freshman just makes me the baby all over again for the 4th time.

Also at this sleepover, we ate high-sugar food that's always at the president's house, and truthfully, I didn't eat a single thing that was the slightest bit healthy. Nutty Bars, Froot Loops, Pop-Tarts, Jelly Beans, Soda, Butter Snaps,....that's all. That's not all the junk food I ate, but the ONLY things that I ate.
After the food, we all jumped on the trampoline. Playing the normal trampoline games. ya know. Mad Dog, Crack-the-egg etc.,
We also watched the movie Sky High, which is about a freshman whose parents are both super heroes and he has to go to a hero high school named Sky High. A few people fell asleep during it because we started it at 11:30 pm, but I stayed awake as well as Kit-Kat, and Baby Ruth. It was SO hot in that house so I convinced the two of them to go and sleep on the trampoline with me. BIG mistake. It was freezing outside. Now, I would've just gone back inside, except the girls inside bet against us that we'd come inside before long. I was apalled!. No way was I going inside. so I grabbed a few more blankets from inside, and stayed up until 2:30 before getting 2 hours of sleep before Baby Ruth went inside and left Kit-Kat and I outside to die of coldness. Basically we stayed awake until 7:00am talking to eachother deliriously, and waiting for the sun to shine on us and possibly warm us up a little bit. Kit-Kat ocassionaly jumped up and down on the trampoline until her toes froze. The jumping did nothing but distract me from the coldness. Otherwise it was worthless. The trampoline was covered in frost except from the area effected by our body heat. I even wrote my name on some of the frost. It's still there too.
We went inside to eat breakfast at 7:00am, which is where I ate those Froot Loops. I added sugar to the cereal, to see if it did anything and it did absolutely nothing. not surprised in the slightest. It's all sugar anyway. Accidentally, we woke a few people up as we talked, and H really is still mad about that.
The conversation on the trampoline will remain anonymous, except I will tell you it had some things to do with

* Crows
* Stitch
* A dog
* Albino Crows
* Creepy clones that steal your hair
* dancing stars
* dryer-hot blankets in the Bahamas
* how freakin' cold we were
* & how humans can lick as well as dogs.