Ahh... it feels good to be posting again.  How long has it been? 3 months? Bah!  That is crap.  I wonder if anyone still looks at this thing.  Anyway, I plan to clean it up a bit... get rid of the gambling and penis enlargment ads.  I don't think I'll be needing either one since I am, in fact, a Mormon girl.

Hmm what has happened since I was last here.  I know!  I'll create a list of most of the stuff I would usually post!  My Sophmore year so far is as follows (in no particular order):

• Got an MP3 player for my birthday.  (Thanks Robin and Mom, for remembering!)
• Birthday party was pretty darn awesome.  Eggplant was there (yes, the very same) and he got me a necklace.  I got some more really awesome stuff like legos and Darth Tater and we ended up cutting Sasha's hair!
• Football season for RB is very much over... quite fun but Mr. hasn't been in a very good mood for sometime.
• Von Stueben parade was fun... Discovered a side of Collin that I never actually wanted to see.
• Homecoming was fun on a stick.  I went with Adam (as freinds) and was better than last year's.  Shopping for a dress, however, was not.  I was reduced to tears on more than one occasion because simply nothing looked good.  (I finally lucked out at Nordstrom's and got a red dress that I didn't look too bad in.)
• Speech Team is much more enjoyable.  I'm in Radio and an HDA with Kayla.  I have to be there a lot more often, though.
• AP Euro owns my life.  My textbook is my only friend.
• I was sick on Halloween.  No trick-or-treating.
• I don't get to hang out with my friends as much as I would like to.  It would be a lot easier if they all liked each other and were willing to get to know each other or be more outgoing.  Oh well, can't have everything.
• I have been referred to as Elizabeth the Mormon Seductress. 
• Hot White Chocolate is crazily good.
• My house has become ghetto fabulous in its old age.  Tell 'em, Allie!
• I think I might be enjoying myself a little bit more.  I'm not quite as anal about going a certain path that leads me straight from point A to point B.
• Thanksgiving was alright.  It tasted good but was pretty uneventful.  It was just me and my parents.

Then there was yesterday.  I had to put my cat, Tasha, down.  I'm not sure why, but for some reason I broke down and couldn't deal with it.  I'm not like that with people, though.  Maybe it has to do with the unconditional love a pet gives.  I think it had something to do with the fact that Tasha definatly was different from any other animal we've ever owned.  She thought she was a person and my mom always said that she thought of me as her big sister.  Anyway, it was yesterday that I determined that I'm definatly an emotional eater and that it's a good thing I'm not sad too often because when I am, I'm useless.  Yesterday was also the first time I had cried in public since I was a little kid.  I think I worried everyone in the vet's office since I was crying before anyone told me what was wrong with her.  I knew she was pretty far gone, though.  She couldn't walk and didn't respond to anyone's voice aside from mine.  I decided that I would end up regretting not getting a picture of all three of our cats so I propped Tasha in a box, got Zoe and Nephi and took the picture.  You can barely see Tasha but it's enough knowing that she's there.  I started crying again.  I don't know why but for some reason I don't want to let go of this cat.  I guess I'll just have to deal with it some other way.