*Music blasting (greenday), Maura steps up to the computure keyboards, sits down on her comfy, leather, rolly-wheely chair, and types* Hello all those little angels out their. As I listen to this Bouelvard of Dreams by Greenday, I will Write. *Sings along, and takes a sip of Orange pop*.


For those of you who are counting the days till graduations, schools over, the new harry potter book coming out, or till the newest cd of the artist/band that you love, I know how you feel. My heart is jumping up and down, and I'm counting down, and changing my msn display name everyday. I'm crazy about graduating, and going to highschool next year. I'm crazy about, impatient, excited, exhilarted. I can't wait, and I know all of your pain of waiting, some of you can wait as long as it takes for the next ice age to appear, and others just want it to be now not later. Well,I wait and count down.


Well I took a fine piece of paper to school in my Emily the strange handbag, and showed my best friend Brittany it. Whats on this mysterious piece of paper you might be wondering, well some of the names of ppl I know, and all the ppl, my friend Lexie wants me to meet next year. Like, I'm going to remember anyone name from a piece of paper, cause theirs like fifty names she written down. But I shown Brittany the paper cause she wanted to see, and of cousrse, someones got to ruin *my happy day*. Yup, it was her, the girl that I'm not to fond of, and practically dont like getting along with. So what does she say: "Oh a list of imaginary friends, from a imaginary friend." and of course, since I had a photo of Lexie on my cell phone, I could show me meany the pic. Of Course I didn't show it, cause Brittany spoke. "Their not imaginary, she has pictures, and has nicer handwriting then Maire." Of course, everyone wants to talk about how my writing/handwriting is like a eight year olds. Go on, brag,brag, brag,rrr. Someday, I will rule the world of writing/handwriting/Printing. Some day *sniffs and sobs*.


So after the day of the bright and shineny place, they call the school, I quickly went to play practice, which was a hour long, and then went home to be in air condition house, filled with popsickles (HEY, it was hot outside). So as I eat a orange popsickle, I phone mommy, and tell her of the long day, or short day, well I actually I didn't tell her anything, I just told her I would like a dinner with just her, at our normal resturant, so of course after telling her I had a essay do by Wedesday, and that I didn't want to miss Canadian Idol (Which is tomorrow), I TOLD her I would like to eat and work, so we went out. I had a:





For dessert we had some cake





I hate some lovely grilled cheese and fries.



SO WHAT DID I READ





Maximum Ride 3



Well thats all


PS: I GOT THE ESSAY DONE


P.S.S: Only 14 days till grad =)