Good haul. Excellent haul this year.

My mom made me drive to Tacoma today.
-_-
It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it was definitely very irritating sitting in the car with two parents who thought my tense shoulders and annoyed expression were due to extreme nervousness rather than extreme anger.
Because it's really annoying having your mom sit in the passenger seat going, "Slow down. Speed up. Okay, speed up a little.... Okay, okay.... Lauren! Are you paying attention? He's merging! Okay, just STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. What are you doing? Make a lane change."
And then my dad decided to compliment my driving whilst clinging desperately to the back seat.
Yes, Dad. My peripheral vision is THAT good.
Too bad that, regarding love languages, "Words of Encouragement" is bumped down to #4, right next to "Acts of Service", when I'm driving.
Ironically, we were listening to The Ting Ting's "Shut up and let me go".
But we made it, and now I've completed 7 hours of driving time.
Only 43 more hours to go.
My birthday was fairly EXCELLENT, by the way. Not to brag. It just was. And all my teachers liked my birthday chicken.
I got three of those, along with a pretty awesome promise ring, some giftcards, and a cross necklace.
Then I got more practical gifts from family.
But they all came in pink, which I'm sorry to say I really like.
The party was pretty cool, but things got kind of out-of-hand with a game of Truth or Dare when the sheltered people refused to answer Truths, but didn't want to take part in Dares (yet still insisted on playing?), and then a couple that had broken up a week previous "got back together" and made things awkward and confusing for everyone (especially the guy's Tolo date. Yeah, I know.).
Other than that, though, it was fun.
And there's no school tomorrow, which might just be the best birthday present of them all.
No car, but there's always next year.
And until then, I have a pretty sweet Buick LeSabre I can run you over with.
16 is looking good so far.
I can now legally get drunk in Germany on their crappy German beer! Woooo!

It's not just how you're covered; it's how you're treated.

Hehehehe, our small group is too fun.
Jin is really into Star Wars, army men...and Barbies!!
He was really jealous of our Barbies and Polly Pockets.
I think Kristine is coming over tomorrow so we can make a Barbie soap opera.
Totally fabulous!!
I think my Homecoming date ditched me. Why, Sierra, why?
And I don't think she's mad at me...?
Urgh.
I want to give Mr. Rosendale my dad's Republican National Committee pin. He'll get the joke. But my dad won't let me wear it...even though he never does.
Ugh, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. is so lame. I can't get into "God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater". Why should I have to finish it?
Mwahahaha, the Rent Sims are still alive and well.
Collins and Angel's oldest son is at college with Benny's daughter. The two are engaged and have almost finished freshman year.
Mark's son and Joanne and Maureen's daughter are at college, too.
Mimi and Roger's youngest daughter just became a child.
And practically everyone is in private school.
Argh, I just want 3rd generation Rent sims.
I don't know why I'm excited about the birth of virtual babies.
And just looking at some of the parents, these are going to be some PRETTY ugly babies.
Except for Paul's kids. Whoever marries Maureen and Joanne's only son will be VERY lucky. He's BEAUTIFUL.
Which is creepy. Because he's, you know, not real.
But some Sims are competely beautiful as teenagers and then BUTT UGLY as adults.
Like J.P. and Michael.
Ugh, I'm thirsty.

I love shirtless fauns!!!!

Agh, what a weekend.
So Friday: Daniel calls while I'm watching Hannah Montana and asks when we're going to see "Wall-E". So we decide on a time, and call everyone up, but NO ONE CAN MAKE IT. So we decide to see it Saturday.
But then Jessica calls and asks if I want to see it with her that day at the Rodeo Drive-In. So Jessica's sister takes us and we wait for like 3 hours until it gets dark and watch "Wall-E" (which was SOOO CUTE) and "Prince Caspian" (which sucked, even after the second time around).
Seriously.
The shirtless fauns were nice, though.
And the hot British boys.
And the ADORABLE red-headed centaur near the end of the movie.
Aaaaaah, minotaur sacrificing itself for its fellows: KILLS ME EVERY TIME!
So then Saturday: Alexis calls and says everyone is going to see "Wall-E" again. I go with everyone and watch it and drink Coke and then we go to ToysRus and the mall and play Hide-and-Seek and football for 2 hours.
Then today we had to go to this park for Sunday School and it was hot, so we drove back home for a BBQ with lots of cupcakes.
Agh.
Tie and I spent the last 2 hours lolling about on the bed. Because it's hot and we're tired.
Gah.
OMG I got new shorts and a T-shirt that says, "I love carbs". It's pretty amazing.
I'm going to marry Skandar Kaynes.

M is for Mini-pony!

It's 80 degrees outside, and even though I drank 3 bottles of water/Gatorade I sweat THROUGH my band jacket, the parade was great.
And it went by so quickly.
The waiting part wasn't so fun, but it went by much faster than LAST YEAR.
It was just SO HOT. I know 80 degrees isn't as hot as it could be anywhere else (such as The Gorge or Texas), but the humidity made it seem 100 degrees hotter.
I like how the one day we don't want it to be sunny, it's bright, sunny, and scorching hot.
We got to hang out with the Marines and their horses. They had a miniature horse pulling a cart. "It's a Mini-pony! Look, he even has an M painted on him for Mini-Pony!"
Gatorade is delicious.
Caleb's relatives are cool. They brought us Gatorade and food.
Everyone liked "We Like to Party (The Vengabus)", but no one joined our dance party.
I hate "Raiders March", and will continue to hate it till the day I die.
It doesn't help that the new Indiana Jones movie is coming out soon, and that song will probably be played a billion times.
Then again, I don't have to see it.
Ugh, there was this loser middle school from Sultan who STOLE OUR FIGHT SONG!! We were like, "Whaaat?" But they couldn't play it as well as us, and we played it right before stepping off just to stick it to them.
Buckets of sweat and many dance parties later, the parade was over.
So my Dad took me to 7/11 and let me buy an ice cream.
But Kevin had to lend me a dollar.
TRIPLE CHOCOLATE DRUMSTICKS!!!
I remember eating like 5 of those at Creation.
Aw, Creation.
So yeah.
SWEET, I managed to get through 6 days of Harvest Moon by employing the "Do chores, then sleep" method.
At this rate, I should be done with the chapter by next Saturday!
Maybe I can even beat the game before school gets out!
1 year per week.
4 years remaining.
Wait...how many weeks are left in school?
23 days of school left!!!
That's like....5 weeks.
I CAN BEAT HARVEST MOON BEFORE THEN!!!

Where did THOSE puppies come from?

FRIDAY!!!
I love Fridays.
The day started off sort of depressingly, but it got better, so I can't complain.
"Romeo and Juliet" is so cool!!! I like how they can't keep their hands off each other. Hormones, anyone? But Juliet was totally flat-chested in one scene, then in the balcony scene, she was wearing a Victoria's Secret-esque nightgown WITH MAJOR CLEAVAGE! We were all like, "Whoa, where did THOSE come from?"
Mercutio is the BOMB! He attacks the Nurse, takes a dip in the fountain, and walks around with a cloth over his face going, "Bla bla bla bla bla bla."
It's pretty hilarious.
Only 15 minutes of science class! I missed the rest!
Band is too cool. Mr. Faxon turned on "We Like to Party (The Vengabus)" and we had this major dance party.
Well, all the nerdy white kids did, anyway.
And some of the nerdy half-white kids.
The pep assembly was too cool. We got to do our marching routines - including the dance party!!! Mr. Faxon made me do it without shoes (???) but that's okay, I guess. Except my feet sweat. And everyone totally loved it.
I love the Banana song!!!!

Your Body's Element is Air

You are competitive, assertive, and dominant. You live to win, and it really makes you angry if you lose. You are brilliant and competent. No matter what you're doing, you now your stuff. People tend to be intimidated by your intelligence. It's hard to measure up to you. Your energy tends to be: ebbing and flowing Your power color is: white

What Element is Your Body?

Psh. Screw white.
Wait, that's freshmen color.
Freshmen won today - AGAIN!!! I can't believe we won all our pep assemblies!! The sevvies and 8th graders almost booed Mr. Barry off the floor. It's not his fault.
The game was pretty retarded, though. Oh well. We won.
It's sort of ridiculous to be required to go to practice every day when all of your track meets are over.
I'm not going to Districts and I'm not in 7th or 8th grade. WHY BOTHER??
And it was like 80 degrees today!!! Too hot to run.
But not too hot to tan.
Coach's kids are so cute!!!

What Your Taste in Music Says About You

Your musical tastes are intense and rebellious. You are intelligent... but in a very unconventional way. You are curious about the world. You love doing something new. In fact, you enjoy taking risks and doing things most people would shy away from. You are very physical. It's likely that you're athletic, but not into team sports. You have the soul of an artist. Beauty and harmony are important to you.

What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?

Time for dinner. That sounds like a chicken....
I swear, someone is "bokking" upstairs!!!

Your Independence Level: High

You are extremely self reliant and autonomous. You are definitely into doing your own thing. But you also wouldn't turn down help if you needed it. You follow your own path, but you don't do so blindly.

How Independent Are You?

Tell the boys where to find my body

So I knew Freshman was going to suck.
But it made me really depressed when it did.
It's just so stupid!! It's nothing but a dance in your SCHOOL CAFETERIA, for crying out loud, and all the girls are wearing slutty dresses that they'll probably never look at again and the guys are bored and don't want to dance, and the DJ is a HORNY PERV who deserves to go to jail for ogling teenage girls AND playing crappy music.
And I don't know why Alie and Mikey came with us because they didn't want to dance and felt like being alone, so Amanda hung out with them a lot, so what was the point of coming together??
A super bad sign that the night was going to be bad was Alie's lack of ticket. Amanda had told me Ms. Wales had told her that Alie could buy one at the dance. It's sort of my fault because I doubted that, and I KNEW all of the dance rules, but I went along with it, so we got to the dance, and Alie and I got in MAJOR trouble with both principals, but at least they let us in (after making Alie fork over $12).
And the weird thing?
All that is apparently rooted in self-esteem issues I had in PRESCHOOL.
Speaking of that, it does bring up some interesting questions?
What makes people "popular"? Is it like a gene? And why, even when I'm in a freaking DRESS, do I still feel like a man compared to all my girl friends? And why do guys suck copious amounts of balls??
I now know what makes people gay. Woooo.

Patrick Stump was wrong

People so change. Like, just this year. All the guys have gotten taller, our writing has gotten better (thanks to Mrs. Sims), people are dating different people, other people are no longer friends, and all that weird, weird stuff that we never saw coming in September.
I love school.
Except SOMEONE STOLE MY BOOK!!!! It was sitting on the table, and I had to go to the bathroom, so I asked Janessa to watch it, and someone took it without her noticing!!!
WHO WOULD STILL A BOOK??
Seriously, you would think that would be the last thing someone would steal.
And it was a library book. AAargh.
"Saturday" by Olivia the Band.
Not a Friday kind of feeling, week is over, weekend beginning, on a Sunday, follow Monday...no, this is a
SATURDAY, and I'm
FEELING great.
One thing left to do, time to say....
And that's enough for now.
So Amanda's friend Allie and Allie's boyfriend Mikey are coming to the dance with us. That's pretty cool. We had to talk to the principal, though.
NOOOOOOO! Someone turned in my library book!!! Dang it, dang it, dang it!!
Oh well. It wasn't that good anyway.
I can't wait till my dad gets home.
Freshmen is in 2 days!!!
I still look like a man in my dress!
I need to break in my new shoes!!!
Why didn't God give me any boobs???
So yeah, the usual drama.

Who WOULDN'T want their stomach pumped?

Oooooooooh, I just realized Drew probably thinks I'm on drugs, or otherwise "experienced".
It's not true!!!!
I can't remember, I can't remeeeembeeer, I can't remember the last time I cried.
CEREAL!
Seems that Doomsday's come early this year.
Cheerios!!

You Are Cheerios

Like other Cheerios eaters, you want to be a responsible adult. But you can't help but still be a kid at heart! You try to make good decisions. You're a clean cut, conscientious person. You're the type of person who would never skip breakfast. Part of you thinks that breakfast is too important to miss... But a bigger part of you knows it's too fun to miss!

What Kind of Cereal Are You?

Open arms, we embrace tomorrow!!
Track was pretty fun. The core workout was ladders again. :) It seems harder than it is, because it's really only 6 and half minutes or running, which isn't so bad.
Oh. I am a sleek black bra. I guess you didn't need to know that.
I was aiming for cotton.
The cotton!
Do it for the cotton.
Sorry. Just in a really good mood today.
Mr. Faxon passed out "Cartoon Symphony" today, and that's a pretty spectacular song. I can't help but want to play bassoon, though.
Um....

What's Important to You... And What Isn't:

For you, primal needs like eating and sleeping are your top priorities. You find getting things done to be incredibly stressful. You don't like having things to do. You attend to almost every priority in your life. You don't neglect much. You want thinking to be a high priority, but you don't take enough time for yourself.

The Priority Test

So Freshman is on Saturday, and the dance itself is probably going to suck, but all of my friends are going with their "dates" (I'm not the only girl going with a girl) and Amanda and I are going for dessert or ice cream or something after. And she's doing my hair.
It was kind of scary, because we thought we had the same dress and shoes, but we don't...I think.
Talking about pizza made me really want some pizza.
I need to cut my bangs again.

Why don't you just drop dead?

I don't blame you for being you,
But you can't blame me for hating it.
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss
I set my clocks early cuz I know I'm always late.
Forget "The Carpal Tunnel of Love". This is my new favorite song.
Except for the vampires.
"You call yourselves hunters??"
"Oh yeah? Why don't you be the bait next time!!"
Yeah.
That was stuck in my head all during church.
In church, we're starting a series about Heaven, which is pretty sweet. Saint Peter will NOT meet you at the Pearly Gates. "When she was 5, she killed a bird with a stone." That sucks.
Yeah, go Dad!
Abigail Breslin cannot dance. She's worse than me!
I always hate going to the library and having the librarians give me weird looks when I check out 3 or 4 Pony Pals books. They don't say anything, though, thank goodness. Actually, though, that would make things less awkward. "*giggle* You like ponies?" "*glare of death* They're for my daughter."
MWAHAHAHA that would be so uncomfortable, but it would probably shut them up.
Except I think my age is on my library card...not sure.
Wouldn't want them to think I'm a teen parent.
Or would I?
Only 2 more Pony Pals and then they're done forever!!!
Sacreligious Ipod shuffle: To go from Avril Lavigne's "Girlfriend" to Caedmon's Call's "Warrior".
That's. Messed. Up.

Do YOU have a date to Homecoming?

AAaaaaaaaargh. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH. Thanks a whole lot, Mrs. Lutz. I was having a REALLY GOOD DAY. No, all my dreams did not come true, but I was having a pretty hilarious time with all my friends and teachers, learning interesting things about Shakespeare, whores, and Al Gore.
Then you decided to ruin it for me.
Thank you SOOOOOOOOOO much.
I'm sure she meant to be nice and all. She just wanted to give us some guidelines about how not to screw up the Freshmen for your girlfriend or whatever.
But come on.
It just made the dateless feel like total crap.
Because even though she stressed how much more fun it would be if you went with a group, she definitely had fun mentioning all the things you could not do without a date.
And, okay, you could do them, but you would look like a loser.
Buying yourself a corsage? Loser.
Taking yourself out to dinner? Pitiful.
Taking a picture by yourself? Why don't you go slit your wrists, you stupid emo kid?
And the dance itself is so lame. Why is everyone making such a big deal out of it? "A Night in Paris"? Are you kidding me?
And pictures are $25!!!!! $25 for a lame picture of you in an ugly dress with a guy in a tuxedo who so obviously doesn't want to be there, and after you buy it, you'll probably never look at it again.
And while I'm trying to convince myself it's just a STUPID junior high dance, Mrs. Lutz did a pretty good job in making me feel like an insignificant dateless loser.
Who will NOT look good in her freshmen dress.
So thank you.
I'm going to go eat some dinner, ignore others, do math homework, and come back hopefully when I'm in a better mood.
But I have decided I'm DEFINITELY not going to freshmen.

Hell is other people

Lethal combination:
Very little sleep + PMS + negative feelings = torture
The Sunday School drama continues. So I skipped it today. And I only felt a little bit guilty.
Come on, I spent the entire time reading "My Utmost for His Highest" by Oswald Chambers.
So basically, it's not just that I hate Sunday School; it's also that I AM the stuck-up unfriendly b*tch everyone thinks I am, and I could care less about making friends.
Not like I'm proud of it, but skipping Sunday School might become a normal occurance.
Jessica's party was fun, though. We watched "I Am Legend" and messed around in the hot tub talking about the freshmen and stuff.
"I Am Legend" wasn't that scary, just really intense. Too bad Bob Smithouser spoiled the entire thing for me. Whatever. It was good. SAM!!! "Sam, protect Daddy!"
Cake. Monkeys. Shells. Sweet. Yeah, baby.
Don't ask.
Aaagh, my dad listened to my shuffle up to 444!!!
Ha, Josh Groban.
Hey, we saw Matt and Anita (and Katie) at church. They're thinking about going there from now on (thinking being the operative word). Cool.

Ruffle my hair, Mr. Hanks!

What are some movies that you HAVE to cry during, otherwise you're a horrible person? I could only think of two: "Forrest Gump" and Bruce Willis' "The Kid". But that's just me. Just wondering, because Forrest Gump was on A&E last night, so we watched the last hour and a half. "I miss you, Jenny." Soo sad. Haley Joel Osment wears adorable pants in that movie.
Hurray for online shopping!!!
Harry Potter Sims 2 neighborhood. Tempting, tempting. Don't give in.
"Good Eats" lied. After trying their recipe for puffy cookies, the mounds of dough taste like crap and smell like shortening. Curse you, shortening.
Will you stay here for a while, so I can watch you when you smiiile, I like to think so.
Well, I hope I don't drive you insane, with my big right foot and my unkempt mane. Well, I know you love me the way I am, but I'll change my ways if I think I can.
Hahaha, they sang "Girlfriend" for Marisa Jaret Winokur's jive on "Dancing With the Stars" last night. They changed the lyrics to "everloving princess". You know, rather than "mother-effing princess". Too funny.
I like it better when Avril Lavigne pauses meaningfully, however. "I'm the...princess!!"
You're looking kind of anxious with your back up against the wall, don't this kind of music make you want to move at all?
Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna, gonna do?
WOO!!! Madison Finn #11: Heart to Heart for $.01 + $3.99 shipping!!!
I don't know, say what?

The dunking has got to end

Haha, "Sky High" quote. Whoa, also a basketball reference! Weird.
It feels sort of weird to be in jammies at 7:46. If the stupid snow hadn't soaked all my clothes, I'd be wearing those instead.
That's right. It's snowing.
It's that crappy kind of snow that's practically rain and NEVER STICKS, but oh well. Christmas miracle and all that (even though it's nowhere near Christmas).
The Basketball Banquet was tonight, even though the official end of the season is TOMORROW, but today was the only day that would work.
They held it in the HEALTH CLASSROOM!
I hate that class. And it's too small.
And 8 medium pizzas is not enough to feed 30 teenage girls AND all their family members.
But it was still pretty fun. Someone brought 3 boxes of those soft sugar cookies with the really thick icing. Oooh yeah.
Then the coaches handed out certificates and embarrassed all the players thoroughly. It was kind of like one of those daddy-daughter things where the dad starts bragging about his "wonderful" daughter and the daughter's semi-pleased and semi-mortified. I got Most Improved this year. Hm. Implying that I sucked before? It's all good, I know I did. I mean, at the beginning of the season, I'd be shooting 1/10 for free throws. Now I'm shooting 4/10! w00t!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh, the Freshmen Dance Committee met for the first time today. ALL OF US are girls. Last year, some of the more popular guys were on it, but not this year. We had to look through prom catalogues and choose ideas for the theme, and, being girls, we picked the most retarded (ahem, "romantic") ones.
I kind of thought most of these sucked.
A Night in Paris? A Night in Rome? Under the Sea? Sunset Beach?
That's practically only two themes, seeing as Paris and Rome, and Sea and Beach are so similar. I voted for "Enchanted" Evening (sounds super corny, BUT IT WOULD BE LIKE THE MOVIE!!!! I mean, who doesn't want a ball with glass slippers and giant dragons and a New York skyline?), but I was one of the only four that did.
The 9th grade class will vote Friday. I'm hoping the boys will have the sense to vote for Under the Sea.
Although, it's kind of hard to pick a prom/freshmen/formal theme that isn't really stupid. Really, really stupid. REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, "Thank God I'm graduating soon" stupid.

Wow, you're wrong.

You know how adults think they know what's going on with a group of teenagers and decide to lecture you about it, and you're sitting there, blinking stupidly, and you have NO idea what they're talking about. In other words, Sunday School was REALLY fun today. -_- I guess the majority of us don't really get into worship, and it's assumed that it's because we're in conflict with others.
I'm thinking it has to do with the worship team.
So that wasn't very fun. And they ended EARLY, so I had to wait in the cold for my brother.
On the bright side, we didn't have to sing!!!
I suppose that makes me a really horrible person.
The end of the year is coming so fast!!! We're already discussing ASB budget for next year (and possibly the next four years as well!!!), the end of the year awards assembly, sophomore classes, and FRESHMAN!!!
So now I'm worried about getting a date for a dance that's two months away. Brilliant.
I don't even have a dress.
Is it really sad that a junior high dance is more nerve-wracking than being in charge of several assemblies?
The Princess Diaries Sims: Helen had TWINS, which doesn't exactly follow the book AT ALL, but thankfully one of them was a boy, so I named him Rocky (of course). The other was Rose, because I remember Mr. Gianini wanting to name his daughter that.
The Greeks would want me to go to NYU.

Gross? Yes. Refreshing? You have no idea.

Aww, I missed my chance to post on Leap Day!!! I was sort of busy with basketball, dancing, and spaghetti.
I kind of love pep assemblies, and I actually got to play with the pep band this time (which is so much better than helping the ASB do whatever they're doing), but afterwards I always feel really, REALLY tired. Like screaming at the top of my lungs and playing "Another One Bites the Dust" is so exhausting.
But the freshmen won (AGAIN), basketball was pretty cool (losing team had to sing to the wrestlers), and the dance was funner than usual.
Who knew dancing was that intense? And sweaty? And fun?
Not like I can dance. And I'll never get "Souljah Boy" down.
Oh well. I love my school.
I'm good to go, and I'm going nowhere fast, it could be worse, I could be taking you there with me.
I'm good to go...and it looks like I'm still on my own.
Heheh, just reread "Princess Mia". I love JP. Kitchen scene = amazing.
"Omg. JP is in love with me. And we blew up the school."
Yay, it's March 1st!!! I love March. Pretty much the best month!
Hey, today was solo ensemble. I attempted to dress nice and ended up looking like a ninja. We'd been pretty worried because Kevin said he wouldn't come, but he came and CONNOR DIDN'T. Argh, not happy with him. Not like we needed him, because he's not a brass instrument and was just doubling on my part, but way to not tell us. Well, he told Micah and Robert YESTERDAY, THE DAY BEFORE THE PERFORMANCE, but not me or Kevin. WE DIDN'T SUCK! It was amazing. Micah got a little off, but he managed to get back on track.
Rodeo cheeseburgers, Burger King milkshakes, Snickers and soda, and lame picture retakes, orange grease that flies off those good chicken wings,
THESE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVORITE THINGS!!!
At this rate, I'll grow another inch and cup size.
Like Princess Mia.
OMG, SIMS UNIVERSITY...I HAS IT.

Contradicted by underwear

Yeah. So last night wasn't so bad. I still can't dance, tho. Yeaaaah. :( And I missed "Girlfriend" and "Makes Me Wonder" because I was busy talking to my dad. All he did was man the inflatable slide for 3 hours. :P Sounds...fun. Agh. I hate inflatables so much. I honestly cannot stand them. Hate hate hate.
Um um um um dogs.
A guy in my science class was hitting on me. It was pretty weird/uncomfortable/stalkery.
Do do do.
My dad bought me a Snickers and some Sprite. He can't tell the difference between Sprite and Sierra Mist. There's a huge difference.
I woke up like an hour ago. Sad.
I was playing Donkey Kong Country but I can't figure out how to jump off the vines. Seriously. It's sad, but I can't do it. WHAT BUTTON DO YOU PRESS???
Dad was talking to Nathan for like a long time, but not on his cellphone, so I was telling him to get off, and he thought I wanted to talk to Nathan. No. I mean, he didn't know how to beat Yoshi Island 3. He's dead to me. Sort of. Yeah. HOW DO YOU JUMP OFF THAT STUPID CLIFF??
So I'll just sit here and play Donkey Kong and Mario and read Pony Pals and stuff all day long. Hurray for Saturdays and Carebear underwear.