Dear Journal Thingy,

Dances suck. You have to spend at least 4 hours getting ready (at least if you live with my mother). Then you have to attempt to dance, while no making a complete fool of yourself, in front of probably 3/4ths of the student body. The fact that Alex and Chase are the equivalence to King Arthur and Lancelot doesn't help. Being a wall flower I would have been happy to just blend in to the background. Maybe dance a little at the end when most of the kids have gone home. However my two "dear" friends wouldn't let me. They dragged me into the middle of the writhing mass of dancing teens. Where they held me against my will and took turns trying to get me to dance, which you know wasn't so bad until a slow dance came on… The first time around I was dancing with Alex and it took him half the dance just to teach me where to put my hands and when to step where and of course how to let him lead instead of just, you know, fumble my way through like I tended to do with all the other dances (it must have been quite a sight). The second time around I ended up dancing with Chase, that was fun if not only because I got to see Morgan's jealous face as she danced with the school's basketball star (her backup date no doubt XD) was priceless. We didn't stay for the entire dance, thank God! After about the second hour I finally got them to take me home where we played Left 4 Dead 2. I was Ellis (like always), Chase was Nick, and Alex was stuck with Coach because he didn't want to have to play as Rochelle (no one wants to be Rochelle!) We kept playing until about 12am. Then we got all the junk food we could carry from my pantry (bless my mother's soul she stocked it up just for us), filed back downstairs and watched the movies The Nightmare Before Christmas and The Corpse Bride for the hundredth time because Tim Burton is a genius! They guys wanted to watch a different movie but I invoked the rule of, my house my rules and my choice and just to make sure they would cave to my will I guilt tripped them by pointing out that they owed me for making me go to the dance. The next morning I woke up on the couch with Chase reclining in the chair next to me and Alex lying on the floor next to the couch. I was going to go back to sleep until I felt someone sit on me, it was Alex, like always. If I wasn't awake when he woke up he would take it upon himself to wake me up so that I could make breakfast for him. The smell of food would usually wake Chase up, the lazy ass. And so even after years of friendship it would seem some things never change including things as simple as our morning routine, well other than the fact that that over the years Alex has gotten progressively heavier… I decided to make French toast and bacon since it was simple and easy. Chase showed up about the time I was flipping the bacon, hair disheveled and eyes still bleary from sleep. He almost fell out of his chair when he sat down at the table. After breakfast I made the guys do the dishes before we went back downstairs. They tried to get me to tell them if I liked anyone and when I said I didn't they repeatedly asked me what his name was, they just could not seem to get it through their heads that I didn't like anyone at the school. After their pathetic attempt to weasel a name out of me we decided to spend the rest of the day hanging out and playing video games, Chase helped me get past Mr. Freeze in Batman Arkham City (when I started playing the game I thought he was pretty cool, then the jackass decided to smash the cure that would save my life and try to freeze me into a batcicle!) Finally I had to kick them out at around 5 because I had homework to do. Usually I would put it off until the last minute however with culminating challenge looming over my head along with my honors classes I just can't risk taking the chance. However in order to survive the heavy workload I watch movies or tv episodes on Netflix. Sometimes I'll watch scary movies because for some reason they help me concentrate on my work better. I think it might be due to the fact that I want a distraction from the scariness and therefor I use my work as a distraction. I have found that I have a love-hate relationship with horror movies, I'm not fond of them yet I love watching them. Just recently I've watched The Ward, The Last Exorcism, Fear Island, and Grave Encounters. They were all good although I have to say Grave Encounters seemed to be a rip off of Ghost Adventures, they had the exact same concepts, pretty much the same opening sequence and the main character Jerry looks a lot like Zak, the main ghost hunter in Ghost Adventures. The only main differences between the two were the fact that in Grave Encounters team had a girl on it, they made it obvious that they didn't believe in ghosts, and the Grave Encounters there seemed to tangible and evil beings after them while in Ghost Adventures there only ever seem to be spectral sightings never anything tangible… Well not that I've gotten that off my chest I should probably close this up. I have school tomorrow and I need sleep. So until the next interesting or dramatic event happens to me, or I just get so board that I feel the need to rant about completely random things to you (God I am treating you as if you were an actual person… I am going crazy)…

Avila out (That will never get old…)