"The Rhymes in the Front and the Beat in the Back,

I like what I like, and I like the boom bap."
I like lyrics, that's what I like.
Anyway, the winter ball/formal/dance (My dad: A dance? I thought it was a formal. Me: It's a formal dance.) is coming up. I actually don't know when, but it's closer than it was yesterday. I'm excited, but nervous. You'd be nervous too, if you had to learn how to dance in heels. This is my first pair of heels, and they're pretty, but I hate walking in them. Maybe it's just cause I have no balance. Apparently ballroom dancing has been outlawed, because a someone's mom said it had to much contact. Come on, we're not going to be doing the tango. Or that other one that I forgot the name of.
I watched the movie "Strictly Ballroom" at my friend's birthday party. It's interesting, the dance will be Strictly No Ballroom. I thought it was funny.
I can't dance. I had like 30 minutes of instruction in Colonial dancing when I was like eight, and I took a few months of hip-hop recently ( that doesn't necessarily mean I can do that, either). And I don't have any idea what kind of dancing we will be doing anyway. Alexa said it will probably be some obscure kind of group dancing.
I really want guitar lessons. Really bad. But it's not January yet. I can't have lessons until January. Why? I could make it work. It's not like I'm going to have less stuff to do then.
I have to work again tonight. I worked last night. It was just Asia, Jason and me. Asia's fun to work with and Jason ignores me, so it went well. And we had ice cream. That's always a bonus.
I saw Eragon on Monday with Becca and Lauren. It was fun, the movie didn't follow the book as well as we would have liked, but Lauren was more put out because Murtagh didn't rip off his shirt in a fit of anger. Lauren: "Oh come on, Eragon gets to take his shirt off, but Murtagh doesn't?" I think Murtagh's her new Speed. And then she started laughing in what was suposed to be a sad moment. It was funny, though. Eragon: I need you! Brom: No, Eragon, I need you. *dies*

"Oh, I know, I trick myself."

I don't really have anything to say right now, but, like Mrs. Prince said, I shall trick myself. Like Ramon. "Oh, I know, I trick myself. Hey, look at that! What?"*falls off of a cliff*
I don't really have a Christmas list. It's actually a CD list. I found out about this artist who plays like four instruments. He's pretty good, but I laughed when he sang "Oh my dear." Cause I laugh at stuff like that.
No school today. AGAIN! Yesterday my mom was working at the church. My sister and I had so much fun. We brought our sleds and slid down practically every hill there. I love the steep one in front of the church. We named it Kamikaze Run. I went down ten times. Emily didn't want to, even though I told her it didn't hurt. It's not that fun climbing up again, though. I wore jeans, so they were thoroughly soaked.
So today we are going shopping. Ran out of things to say again. Which usually doesn't happen, cause I have a lot of things to say.
I heard someone say something about "Mother Nature" earlier. I just started thinking about it, and it sounds like a humanist thing to say. Because calling it "Mother" nature would imply that nature created us.
Soda-spraying is not violence!
And Pete the Rapping White Boy is gone from the story. Which you probably didn't know, cause I didn't post the part where he entered it yet. As Lauren says, he's dissing-appearing. There is a rumor that he has moved up north to sing for a Canadian band.