There is something incredibly wrong (with me i guess). *sigh*... two sophomores... in one week, have had traumatic nightmares about me being mean to them. AND... both of them have the same first names. *sigh.. and one of them is my first favorite sophomore... or should i say... my only favorite sophomore.... and the other is just as great. Now, they're avoiding me... avoiding my eye contact... or should i say.. any contact with me. They're afraid i'm gonna like.. sit on them and kill them or ... slap em to death or something... THAT traumatic. What a great holiday season.

Just came home for caroling.. and my fingers were itching to type. Caroling was pretty fun.... even tho we had spurts of rain here and there... it was still cool. We heard some pretty funny stuff when at these peoples door.

Emily: Hi, we're youth carolers, would you let us sing you some songs?
Mr. Martin: uh... my wife is in the bath tub.

Emily: Hi, we're youth carolers, would you let us sing you some songs?
Man: uh... i dunno any Christmas songs.

Emily: Hi, we're youth carolers, would you let us sing you some songs?
Boy: uh.. sure
Grandma: *perplexed look on face*
US: *sings song*
Grandma: *horrified look on face* no... no.. no no... *smile*... (shuts door)

after caroling... talking to connice

Connice: hey ophelia your sister sure is a ladies man
Debbie:... wait.. i dun get it..
Mich: you mean.. a man's lady