Wendy's vs. the Gym

I have NOT joined facebook. Nope. Don't wanna. I'm stubborn that way. However, Blonde party-dancer has pretty much BEGGED me to join. But guess what? I don't have time for that. Not to 'update' my status or whatever, download pictures... not me.

I have my blog, and i am very satisfied with that, thank you very much. Sometimes, I don't even have time for that. Like this Saturday? probably not gonna blog. I have to supervise a youngster for about 3-4 hours because of a breakfast his mom is doin', and then I need to hang out with my friends. Sorry, weird 'lingo'.

But I must say I am proud of myself for keeping up with this blog. I recently read a comic about a daughter informing her parents about what a blog is. She described it as "an online journal." not a bad idea. Maybe i should just print off the blogs and stick 'em in my diary.

Anyway, today, I got out early. We've been getting out early all week. Very nice, very nice. So today, me and my gym buddies went to Wendy's, which is a little ways away from the high school. Lots of fun. They're both one year older than I am, so it was kind of weird being the youngest there. But oh well.

Kind of ironic, seeing as we just quit gym, and we're fattening up again. Hee hee. :D Not to brag or anything, but at the beginning of the year, I weighed 118 (that's not bragging), and approximately 26.2% of my body was body fat. 15-25% body fat is ideal for girls. So I was just a SMIDGEN overweight. My friends laughed at me, because apparently, I don't look like it. So at the end of the year, we test our weight and everything again.

I gained 3 pounds, now weighing 121 lbs. But guess what? My body fat went down to 22.1%! My teacher was very proud of me, and said, "good job!" which is much praise from the gym teacher. YES!!!

So here i am, sitting at my computer, being semi-gluttonous (glutunous?) It has recently come to my attention that I can't spell. Sorry. That's what spell checker is there for , though, right?

Tomorrow, I get to go to a yearbook party, which should be particularly entertaining. I'm not popular, so I'm not expecting very many signatures. That's OK, though, right? Popularity doesn't really matter to me. Not right now, anyway. I'm so bored, I'm kind of just rambling right now. Sorry.

So, I better find something GOOD to do, so I'm not... glutuonous. Ah, geez. Never mind.