Dedicated to Heather and all her fans:

Just because I didn't blog for heather, doesn't mean that you shouldn't! come on people, get the guests blogs going! Anyway...

I just talked with Heather on the phone. She is fine, arrived in Arizona safe and sound. Good thing to. My mom and I were watching a movie about these 3 airplane waitress people (what are they called? I can't remember), and the one started out in this plane that was in very bad condition and stuff... this was while heather was flying into Arizona!



I am terribly busy with schoolwork, and have barely the time to even do this blog... but I will blog... for heather :)

I miss heather, I really do, but not that much that I'm sitting here crying my eyes out. believe it, or not.... but I ain't... I know shes coming back in a few days, so, I (surprizingly) didn't cry. I am a pretty big cryer... my family calls me a baby... but sometimes I just can't help it...
I know when heather goes to college I'll be crying my eyes out. my mom and I will probably use a billion boxes of tissues. hehe. oh well, life goes on... right? I think I say that on blogs alot... hmm...

this is kind of like a practise thing for when she goes to college, I guess. thats what I keep thinking...




want to know something that isn't very surprizing? the house is ALOT quieter without heather! I should really get a taperecorder, and record it that way I can let heather listen to it when she comes back so she will actually believe me. The only noise right now is the sound of me typing, my brother on the exercise machine upstairs, and the tv... no heather.... eww! speaking of tv! pok'emon is on, I don't like poke'mon (or wherever that thingy goes in it, poke'mon, pok'emon, whichever)... ewwww... I should turn it... but when my bro comes downstairs he will probably turn it back anyway.


wow, this is getting pretty long...

I now get to say that I was indeed the first guest blogger on heathers blog... I should be, anyway. it was my idea... or maybe I should be second... 'cause, did ya ever hear that saying "first is the worst, second is the best, third is the one with the hairy chest"? I remember heather, my bro, and I running to the car saying that... oooh, what memories, memories with heather *sighs* no, really, its not that bad. lol, that was just a little joke thing to put there.. hahahahaha, get it?
I doubt anyone is reading this....
okay, now I'm gonna go....
peace out!