I love dumb people.

Yesterday. Well, right now it is 1:05 am, so technically you would say two days ago. I was in my first accident. And it shook me up, a lot.

Not.

I rear ended a lady's car, going about ONE MPH. I wasn't even pressing on the gas. What does she do? That's right. Calls the cops. Why? Good question. She didn't even go and look at the damage before she called them. She just decided that she was too important and her car was injured in someway or another that she shouldn't even bother to get out of the car. I do have to say that her car was hurt, a plastic plug for the hitch was cracked. That was it.

I received a ticket.

I hate that lady.

Dummy.

So. My parents weren't mad at all. And I was so sad that they didn't ground me and take away my car. Psh. I bet that is what that mean dumb lady wanted, loser.

My dad had a work party, that he forced the whole family to go to. The entire time I met overweight, balding, and aging men. It was a blast.

Later in the night, Jonathan, Nathan, Alexa, Lexi, Jonah, and myself decided that a scary movie would be exciting. But boy was I wrong. I guess, I somewhat forgot how much I hate scary movies, and that I am a huge pansy.....

Let's just say, I left, and drug Jonah along with me.

Thanks Jonah.

Today, or yesterday if you are referring to before midnight, I went to the art festival in Park City with Jonah and his good ol' family. To sum it up, it was a blast, I love his family, and I got a super cool ring from Jonah.

A horse ring.

Made out of a beer bottle.

That's right.

God be with you til we meet again.

-Bear.

Morning.

10:52

That would be the time that I am typing this. I consider it morning still, yet some people consider it mid-day. Although, shouldn't mid-day be the exact mid-day? With no exceptions? Mid-day should be exactly at noon, not a minute earlier, not a minute later. So, I am going to say that right now at 10:54, it's morning.

This Summer has somewhat bedridden me. It seems that when I wake up I have already wasted half of my day. Which is somewhat true, when you consider that I usually wake up around Mid-day. (Notice I said around, and am not implying that I woke up right at noon, but around it.) I like sleeping, I mean who doesn't? Sleeping lets you, well, sleep. And sleep is good in my book. Really good.

Today, I was woken up by screaming little children. Ohh screaming little children are my favorite! No. Actually that was a lie. A big juicy lie. Max sorta sounds like a girl when he screams. May puberty have mercy on him. In an hour and a half little children are going to come running up to my house ready for a truly fantastic time at Kangaroo Zoo for Max's birthday.

Horrah!

Max has turned four, even though he looks like a five year old, and has looked four for the the last two years.

Did you follow that?

Confusing? ..... Maybe.

So I've been lying in my bed ever since those screaming children, also known as my siblings, woken me up from a deep slumber. Silly children.

I like just lying in my bed. I especially like lying in my bed listening to music.

Well. I'm hungry. So instead of imagining of food, like I have been for the last hour, I will take some action and head downstairs to the fridge.

Top of the mornin' to ya.

-Squidlet.

I am not Treking.

Right now, it's early in the morning, or late in the night. You can choose. Anyways. The reason I am up so late is because mono has screwed up my mental clock, and my stomach hurts. So I'm lying here with nothing to do, other than type down my random thoughts and feelings.
I'm tired. Really tired, but when I try to go to bed my mind won't stop racing. That has never really happened to me. Except, the past week or two... And I have no idea why. It's weird. I just lay there. I don't really think about anything, but at the same time, I think about everything. Actually my mind is sorta doing it right now. And let me tell you. It is annoying.

Did I mention my stomach hurts? Ya, it hurts a lot. And I think I know why.

So tonight, Jonathan, Nathan, and I went to Orange Leaf, a trendy place to get delectable frozen yogurts with toppings beyond your wildest dreams. Now, I'm allergic to dairy, and it isn't THAT smart to be eating frozen yogurt, I know, I know. But, being the ambitious rebel that I am, I went ahead and indulged. Afterwords, we went and had a grand old time on my tramp. Let me tell you something, I love Jonathan and Nathan so much, and sometimes I think we are a little too comfortable with each other.

Did you know that each other isn't one word? Why have I not known that? And why did I have to find out through auto correct? I guess my third grade teachers didn't do a very good job. sheesh.

Back to typing...
So on the tramp. We had fun. A lot of fun. Except when these silly little boys hold me down and steal my phone and call people. I hope they enjoyed that moment. Because as long as I'm in a responding state, they will never get the chance again. So, I guess the point of this is just to say how much I love those boys. So ya.

The title of my post corresponds with the fact that all the ward youth went to trek on Monday and they got back today. They all had a great experience. Whoopididoo. I am bummed that my unwanted mono stopped me from going on this one in a life time chance. But, everything happens for a reason.....right?

Hopefully.

Hopefully there is a reason I didn't go on trek. Hopefully there is a reason I received the wonderful gift of mono. And hopefully there is a reason I am laying here staring at a screen that is slowly tiring my eyes.

Aloha
- Sammie the Sick.

I'm in love.

Yes. I am. I am in love with Summer.

Sheesh. This is a summer for the record books. I don't really want to write that much. But, knowing myself, I will write quite a lot.

Alright well Summer has been good. Really good. Too good actually. Is that possible? Can something be too good? Because if it is possible then this Summer has been too good. What is my favorite thing? Driving with the windows down, my granny sunglasses on, a good friend in the passenger seat, while singing along with music. Poor Lexi, this often happens to her, she has to constantly listen to my "wonderful" singing. Same with Jonah, but I don't mind, because I don't really think he minds, which is one of the reasons I love him. A couple days ago, Lexi and I lasted a whole day on a bag of quarters. We actually got a lot.... a Snowie, make-up, fingernail polish, and two large fries. It seems like this Summer, most of the nights have ended up on the tramp looking up at the stars. I wish I could just pause those moments.

Right now, I am listening to Sheryl Crow. ohh Sheryl. Whenever I listen to you my mind goes back to the all those times in my old house in my basement, with the green carpets, when I would dance and sing along with her.

Oh that old house. I miss it a little too much. Don't get me wrong, I love my house. But my old house has so many memories in it.

Anyways. I'm dreading school. School is going to ruin my Summer.

Obviously.

Later Alligator-

Kid #1