Epic Falling.

I remember back in elemerty school, we'd have these "Skating Parties" for those whom got on honor roll in that grading period, (Which I was on, say basically all the time), and that was the last time I Rollerbladed. In fifth grade. And I go to church every wensday, and they have this wensday night kinds group that only happens during the school year, and the kickoff was going to the skating ring. So, I tought that I was going to Epicly fail, but I didn't Like riding a bike, it was like I had never of stopped. (I did fall twice, but that was when I was skating backwards).
And well.....I started rollerblading again. (that's basically what I've been doing since Then. I've basically stopped running.....It's still an activity, though.)

Yeah......

Yesterday I went to school a normal student and came home a hippy. (It's sprit week, just so we can lose again).

And I have the feeling that this city is starting to get into the Halloween Sprit!

Zombie Wedding Cakes!

I have finally established that the whole 'Trainning" thing just, isn't working. Well..... It's more like I'm not working well with it. Or, it's not working well with me? Oh, well. It doesn't matter too much. Because I've been walking around after school for like an hour to an hour and a half, during the time that I would be "Trainning" for the last two weeks. So.... Yeah.

But, in some many ways, I've had a pretty interesting week (more like the weekends). For instant, last weekend: The Zombie Walk down Bardstown Road. It was AWESOME. We, my friend Maddy-Chan and I went for the Zombie Walk, of which I didn't dress up for, though Maddy-Chan did. It was great, we started joking about this one dude who seemed crazy, wearing a white dress and black wig dancing wildliy, and we were like, "What if he's a lawyer or docter?"

BEST PART: Was this little girl (Not the one on the right), she had this pretty blond cruls, and pale blue eyes, maybe about seven years old, and she had a sign hanging from her neck that said "Zombie Bait"

So, now a week later (really, to the day), my mother and I (Just us, because my really dumb ass brother didn't ask for the day off), went to my cousin's wedding, and it was really cool too, because each table had it's own cake. Some being choclate flavor, others orange and even strawberry. Well..... I knew my family was a little out there, but I have this one cousin, that's just....well, OUT THERE. And she dug a hole in the bottom of the cake at their table.