okayThis weekend is Apple Butter Makin' Days (omg yes, teh awesome hick festival XDD) at my hometown, and I'm bringing Yuki, and possibly Momo with me on Sunday. I think they might be terrified from the strange craft-selling'ness of it all, but they'll probably actually like it. I'd have loved to go to more po'dunk festivals when I was in Japan XD. But really... why the heck do they call it Apple Butter Makin' Days? Yes, yes, they make apple butter, but it sounds so country XD;.
And honest to god, do I smell really, really, awesomely good or something? Rebecca was sniffing my back for like... 20 minutes the other night XD;. And Megan always sticks her nose in my hair every time she sees me XDD;. I should bottle my scent, it's obviously spectacular XDDD;. *dies*
Rebecca and I were sitting on Noa's bed last night, watching CSI, and right when Noa left, suddenly she tried to sniff my back again whilst grabbing my foot painfully (nande o.O?)... so I grabbed her hair, and she grabbed my hair, so I tried to elbow her, and so forth, so by the time Noa walked back in, I was of course wailing, and Rebecca was succeeding in killing me XD;. I really need to learn how to fight or something XDD;.
That's all for random creepy stories XDD. Time for marching band! *skips off to the football field, mellophone in hand*
