Two in a row. Sick.

Today, Junior and I worked in the canteen at the school, with Deejay and Nikita (our friends). It was awesome. Even when Deejay randomly did my hair. Every Tuesday, we volunteer our services at lunchtime to help the poor, hungry junior high students of the school get their lunch. It's tedious work, really. Especially when no student knows the price of ANYTHING. BUT, thanks to Nikita, we have a new pricelist, so they have no excuse not to know. Most of them are really polite and well-trained. I love it! Some of them creep me out though. It's all in the way they look at you. You can pick out the crazy ones by the way they ask for the hot dogs.

Speaking of hot dogs, ours are incredibly over-priced! Last year, they were a dollar. Now they're $1.50. I don't think the economy is THAT bad. Maybe I should ask Junior. He might know how to explain it to me.

About the title. My English teacher, Mr. Crane, was keeping watch over the junior highs today for the first half of lunch, and walked by the canteen window. Junior and I talked to him for a second, and he told us that he was quite content teaching us senior highs. Between the three of us, we concluded that: 1. The junior highs are kind of scary; 2. They smell bad. Like hormones and Axe. It is believed that when you're too close to a junior high student, you can see the hormones radiating from their skin. Oh no. I hope it's not contagious.

I suppose that's pretty much it for now. Maybe someday I'll write about how awesome Mr. Crane is.

- Bre :)

"Basically, karma's gonna get 'em. Rawr."

That is what my sister, Britt, and I concluded while going through her copy of Oedipus the King earlier on this evening. For anyone who's read it, you really should understand that quote.  For those who haven't, here's a bit of an explanation: 

It is foretold that a king's son will kill him and marry his mother (the queen), so the king gets rid of him. Shepherds find the baby and bring him to a neighbouring kingdom, where he is raised by the king and queen of THAT realm. When the baby, Oedipus, is older, he hears the prophecy and runs away. On the road, he kills his real father because he's in the way (literally). Upon reaching the town of his birth, he answers a riddle and saves the town and marries the queen (his mother. Ew. But he doesn't know that). Later on, the town goes through a rough patch, and it is said that the person who killed the king was responsible for the rough patch. It's Oedipus' fault! But he doesn't know it. So, along comes a blind soothesayer guy and tells him, quite basically, that karma's gonna get 'em. Rawr. He's a nasty old man. Very blunt.

So, today was the first delayed opening of the year. Instead of going in and starting school at 9, we started at 10 (and finished at our normal time). I woke up around 6 ish (I'm ready to pass out right now - almost 16 hours later) and was ready and rearing to go, so I got up and went. I actually ate breakfast with the rest of the household! It was great, minus all of their peanut butter. Ew. I walked up to Junior's at 8, and he met me along the way at around quarter to nine. We hung out at his house for a bit, then walked to school. It. Was. Great.

The town is so pretty early in the morning. You can really tell that autumn is setting in. All of the trees' leaves are turning red and orange and yellow. I took a bunch of pictures! Some of the sights you see around here are simply breathtaking.

Well. That's it.

- Bre. :)

'Kay so, welcome to the blog. This is only going to be a trial run, so it's going to suck. Royally. Good luck getting through the entire thing!

This is the first site we've made together so we're going to try to make it the best we can! No guarantees or anything. It'll probably take a while to get everything the way we want it.

The blog will be done by either of us, hopefully frequently, so you could find ANYTHING posted here at any time. As for the titles, that will not be my job if I'm around Junior. He's creative like that. We call it insanity. It's a happy place. :)
The blog will be about nothing in particular, more than likely just a recount of what we did during the day, stupid things that we've done or seen, etc. Also, expect some links to some nonsense.. Or awesome webcomics. We're both webcomic addicts (Junior more than I), so we'll probably refer you to ones that we like so that you can understand us when we talk about them. If you already read them, YOU'RE AWESOME.

For the next few days (or even weeks), we'll be figuring all of this out, so the entire layout may change at random.  Things will be added, but we don't know what these things will be yet. If Junior has his way, the llama will be our mascot. Good thing llamas are cute. Since it's our last year of high school, expect casualties and late updates. When we get everything on the go, we'll try to get a schedule down.

That's all for now, because I think Junior is going to hurt himself soon if I don't pay him some attention. Check back and recommend the site (when we no longer suck)!

- Bre :)

P.S. How the categories work. If something important was mentioned in a blog, we'll put it under that category. End of story. In this case, it was llamas and penguins.
Llamas = mascot = important
Penguins = title = important