L-squares and... death.

Oh, look... I'm not dead.


Ok, first off, a reference to Bleach-In-A-Box. Haven't the last few chapters of Bleach and Naruto been pretty much the best thing ever?! I mean, seriously. They've been freaking amazing! On another (related, for once) note, I figured out why there are parts of Naruto that suck so much. All of the amazing characters died before the manga even started. Minato? Kushina? They're all dead... and come to think of it, that's pretty depressing. So I think I'm gonna shut up now... Ok, moving on.


Ok, so here's what I've been doing since I last posted.
I have...
Gone to the mountains.
Played my violin until my fingers practically fell off.
Planned my death.
Gone on my first legit roller coaster.
Become obsessed with roller coasters.
Had a dance party in a moving car.
Written a book report and a half.
Gone to registration.
Contemplated Inu-yasha, Bleach, and Naruto.
Written very little.


So, the mountains and violin stuff. I went to a chamber music camp recently. Chamber music, in layman's terms, is small group music. For instance, I played in a quintet as a second violin with another violin, a viola, a cello, and a bass. We played Boccherini's Quintet in E major, Opus 13, No. 5. I love chamber music, so this was loads of fun. A little note on CMIM (Chamber Music in the Mountains. That's what the camp's called.): In all of your spare time, you play cards. I have never played so many card games in my entire life. I've also perfected the art of shuffling at this camp.


Next, the roller coasters. My church went on a trip to Six Flags the day after I got back from CMIM. That place is amazing and I love it so much. My first roller coaster ever: Terminator Salvation: The Ride. It's amazing. My favorite roller coaster ever: Colossus. The best ride at Six Flags to ride at night (with or without your eyes closed): Ninja. That place is so much fun.


Then there was the dance party incident. My Church was traveling to Six Flags in three 15 passenger vans, our normal mode of transportation. Our van literally started up a dance party in the line to get into the Six Flags parking lot. Our leader (who was driving) rolled down his window and told every car we passed to turn the radio. It was amazing, but then we tried it with an older man with two little kids in the car. That effectively killed it. But still. It was absolutely amazing.


There was also a guy doing wheelies on a motorcycle at 40 MPH on the freeway, but that's another story.


As for planning my own death, it has been decided (not by me) that I am going to be killed, put out for viewing in a golden violin case, then cremated and scatered out at sea with Regina and Elizabeth. I really do love them. <3 :D


I think I'll end this post here. Good night. 


Wait, I lied. One last side note, in the form of a very true conversation between my mother, my father, and myself:
Dad: "Why is there an L-square in your bedroom?"

Later

Dad: "I've never had an L-square."

Mom: "Neither have I."

Me: "Don't look at me."

Dad: "Maybe one of your friends brought it too a sleepover."

Me: "If that's what you want to think, sir."

Dad: "Yeah. I'm going to bring an L-square to my friend Dora's house for a sleepover and hide it behind her chest of drawers. Won't she be surprised."

And another conversation later that day, between us.

Mom: "I have no memory of buying this!"

Me: "Maybe there's a fairy in our house that brings random things."

Dad: "Well then, it has very diverse tastes. Violin duets, L-square. Why can't we have a fairy who brings chocolate bars?"