Hot dang.

I've been doing this rant foreeeeeverrrrr. Well, not really forever..maybe it will last that long though.
Sometimes I like going back and reading just one random day.
Quite entertaining.

Anyway, today was a superrr busy day.
We had cross country--or gasp! TRACK practice (even though it was identical to a cross country practice) this morning at Oakmont park. Quite lovely, really. Nice morning. :)

Afterwards, my mom helped set up tape lines on my wall for me to paint my favorite song lyrics. Ever. And while I'm excited to have a cool mural or whatever, I'm mildly panicking. WHAT SONG DO I CHOOSE? Do I choose a Beatles song because...well, it's a given. I've been a huge fan since I was 5 years old, running around in my undies singing Octupus's Garden. Well..hopefully I was a little more clothed. But I do remember being naked a lot as a child. Off topic. THEY'RE MY FAVORITE BAND EVER.
But, that being said, I have... 3? 4? Posters in my room. And a framed picture of John Lennon. OH. It's 4-- Yellow Submarine, Anthology, Sgt. Pepper's, and Abbey Road. And John. Not to mention a book shelf dedicated to Beatles books, and another one to their CDs.

So...do I go with a Brazilian song? Of such genre that I've also been a fan of for a long time? I DON'T KNOW. Can I just write every song lyric I've ever liked?

SUGGESTIONS POR FAVOR.

Anyway.
I also went grocery shopping..I was supposed to meet our new exchange students today--one from Australia and one from Germany..but I ran out of time. Honestly though, it'd be nice to meet them, but it's easier not to become too attatched. I've learned that the hard way with Michelle and Caio.

AND. Ashley and I watched the last 3 episodes of Friends. Ever. We bawled.

Seriously. Mascara running, pillow face covering, crying.
Hahaha..we're so silly. But it was so emotional. Sigh. 10 years was not enough.

Note from my dad:
"Are you gonna come watch the show?" (I of course fell asleep while we were watching a movie about a Brazilian racecar driver..last night.) --Dad
"Yeah, I'm finishing my rant.."--Me
"HOW COME YOU NEVER LET ME WRITE YOUR RANT?"--Dad
"Do you want to write it?"--Me
"No."--Dad
(a few seconds later)
"DID YOU KNOW I HAVE A CALVIN AND HOBBS IN PORTUGUESE?"--Dad
"No.."-Me
"WANT TO READ IT? WANT TO TOUCH IT?'' --Dad

Haha.