Today I am tired and it's raining. But I got a smile cookie from Tim Hortons... smiles are fantastic.

heyyyyy
wow you could almost say I'm doing this regularily now... it would be a lie, but you could still almost say it. I think I will describe my day in the style of a mystery. Yes I am a nut.
[it has to start off with a little suspenseful music. you're in charge of sound effects k?]
Log 268
Tuesday, September 20th 2005
5:45 am
alarm sounds for the first time [ shoot me ]
Detective Brown groans and presses the snooze button. Back to sleep.
5:54 am
second sounding of the alarm [who invented 9 minute intervals? weirdo.]
Detective Brown repeats previous actions.
6:03 am [yes three times. I am lazy]
Third sounding of alarm. This time Detective Brown turns on the lights, hoping they will keep her awake. Unsuccesful. Our detective falls asleep one last time... [suspence music] but wait!
6:12 am
Fourth sounding of the alarm. Detective Brown realizes she probably should have gotten up the first time, and heads downstairs. She sees a figure in the dark. As she flicks on the lights she comes to realise that it is none other that Gregory Gorrila, her arch foe. No time for Gregory this morning, our detective takes a quick shower, gets dressed, packs her school bag, grabs a muffin and a fruit cup [the one with cherries] and hops in the car.
7:06 am [that acctually is the accurate time. I am that much of a loser that I checked. oh dear.]
A light green/gold intrepid, liscence plate number 36ir7 [liscence plate changed to protect owners. also I just don't remember] speeds out of the richmond driveway, with a single destination. [all is silent] the Univeristy of Prince Edward Island. [duh duh duhhhhhh] Passengers include Detective Brown 7'5" and her father 6'9", a used car salesman from Kentucky on his way to work at his self-titled dealership. [I'm allowed to lie] Nothing is suspicious about this.
8:20 am
The pair arrive at the university, just in time for Brown's first class... [building suspence]..... psychology. A note on the door says 'substitute for psych 101 today'. Detective Brown is curious, and checks the note for evidence. Success! a peice of hair stuck to the back of the post-it's stickiness. Brown puts the note in a plastic zip-lock bag, and sends it to 'the lab' with her assistant, Fredric.
8:28 am
Detective Brown enters the class, and notices that the substitute is extremely ugly. She shakes it off. Substitute starts handing out assignments, and Brown notices banana on her paper. Oh no, with a closer look she realizes that the substitute teacher is none other than..... GREGORY GORRILA!!! Brown jumps off of her seat, and runs to the nearest pay phone to call the police. But she can't find a quarter. Beads of sweat pour from her forehead. Suddenly, something shiny catches her eye. Can it be? She plunges to the ground and sees that it is only a nickel. She tries anyways, but all her hopes are crushed when she sees the flashing letters '20 cents remaining'. She runs to the secretary's office. They reluctantly lend her two dimes. Neither dime is shiny. Brown proceeds to make the call anyways, and the police agree to head down. Now to stop Gregory from harming the innocent university students. Brown rushes back into the classroom, Gregory is still in disguise. She shouts 'GREGORY I KNOW IT'S YOU!' Gregory growls, and rips off his mask. The class gasps. Brown searches for a rope, but finds nothing. One girl has rather long braids, and another rather sharp scissors. *Editors Note - Detective Brown is not usually this rude, and would usually never cut hair without asking, but this was an emergency. * Knowing it was the only way, Brown cut off the braids [giving the girl an ultra trendy new look], tied them together, and used them to lassoo down Gregory Gorrila. Success.
9:04
The police finally arrived. The class cheered. Just another day on the job for our detective.

Wow, that took an unexpedted turn... I wish my dad was acctually half that mysterious. I know you're thinking 'what, that wasn't true?' And the answer is no...I'm just really good at lying, sorry.

Acctually, Stephanie, Allison and I acctually did do something pretty mysterious today. You see the cafiteria lady here is really friendly and wants to get to know everyones name, so she's been checking it on your student card before swiping it to get you in. Lately though she's been getting better, and usually if you tell her the first letter, she can guess it after a few tries. Today we decided to play a little trick on her by switching cards. So I walked in, and she said 'what does it start with?' and I said 'A'...nope, not C like I should have, but A. And she said 'Andrea?' I shook my head. 'Amber?' another shake. 'Allison?' I nodded, then laughed a little as she looked at the picture on the card, which was not mine, but just smiled. She really is nice, we're just terrible people. Next came Stephanie, and she acctually did guess Caitlin for Stephanie. Hilarious. Unfortunatly she knew Allison. Oh well, we laughed. And what's the point of doing anything if not for a laugh?
Later!

RICH WHA!
RICHMOND!
So how excited was I when I heard that cheer repeadidly [ok I have no idea how to spell that word] in the movie Coach Carter. I am a proud resident of Richmond, a very overlooked community, so I was pretty pumped when i saw Rich wha! Richmond! printed on sweaters worn by like 456 people in the movie. If anyone ever finds one of those sweaters, I have a birthday every year, and I would pretty much be your number one best friend for ever.

well im finally a 'university student'. I had 2.5 classes so far, two of which had about 300 people, one of which had 5. Five people, no joke. But it seems like it will be a good class, plus they gave us free push pops, so im down. Welllll I have nothing really to say so I will write a blog poem. The topic? Let's say Fish Hopping.
One bright Monday morning
My house was kind of boring
So I went for a little walk
And on the way I heard someone talk...
It went,
I'm going fishie hopping
All day long I won't be stopping
I'll be jumping fish to fish to fish
And when I'm done I'll make a wish
So naturally I stopped
Wondering how fish could be hopped
And looked at the voice who spoke these words
and once again I heard
I'm going fishie hopping
All day long I won't be stopping
I'll be jumping fish to fish to fish
And when I'm done I'll make a wish
It was a little freckled boy
With a little muffin of soy
Skipping towards a fishie pond
all the while singing this song
I'm going fishie hopping
All day long I won't be stopping
I'll be jumping fish to fish to fish
And when I'm done I'll make a wish
Well that was 28 years ago
The boy still danced too and fro
But now when he goes I go too
And together we sing when the sky is blue
I'm going fishie hopping
All day long I won't be stopping
I'll be jumping fish to fish to fish
And when I'm done I'll make a wish

wow... that was long! I guess I can brag about being pretty much the best poet ever... just kidding, but you should comment on it, I'd write you a poem maybe... maybe not. But it's deffinatly worth the try. Laterrrr