o.o I've gotten a lot of emails about what's wrong with me so I'm just putting the short version here.

I've been having seizures since August and they just figured out that it was the left temperal lobe of my brain.

Not that I have any clue what that is..and anyhow I'm on medicine now.

I HAVE A SOCCER TOURNAMENT THIS WEEKEND. YAYYY

Here's the chapter.

/the next day/

Do you have the SLIGHTEST clue of how really HORRIBLE and EXHAUSTING it is to get up so early and pretend to dig holes?

I doubt it. :P

Psst. Mr. Sir should disover the wonderful reality of breathmints. I mean..he's like...yelling in my face.

I really didn't do anything though.

Except, um, trying to get into his office when he wasn't looking.

I wanted to see if he had any food in there..come on. He's OBVIOUSLY been eating something besides the obscure lake vegetation-like food.

I just think he has an anger management problem.

Now I hafta go, um. dig. Yeah..dig.

/a little while later/

You know how he said he wouldn't babysit us?

Well, he's a lying anger-management-class-needing..um.baffoon.

THAT IS SUCH A FUN WORD.

Cause he was watching me. And that meant I had to actually dig.

But then Mr. Overly-happy-weird-odd-guy AKA PENDANSKI came over and he mumbled something and left me alone to -air quotes- dig. -end air quotes-

And while he was there, everyone else had to dig too. I'd hate me if I was them. x.X

They don't seem to hate me though. And Magnet (AAH) seems kinda happy.

I want to know why. I need to know these things or my very being would explode into a giant pile of..um..soap.

"Magnet..why are you so..happy and..bubbly?"

"Well, chica, while you..attempted to get into Mr. Sir's office, the water truck had nobody by it."

That sneaky little...um..person that should eat spinach.

Ew, spinach.

"That's nice. What'd you do?"

"Took the spare key off the dashboard. I saw him put it there once."

Wow. He's got nerve or something..cause when Mr. Sir notices, Magnet's gonna wish he'd heard of breathmints too.

WAIT. This means that everyone else can't hate me. :D

Except X-Ray, but he hated me anyhow.

Dunno what I ever did to him.

Except not listen to him, make fun of him, act like a prep, and yell.

But that's not that bad..really if you think about it.

Now that I DO think about it, I'm surprised that he didn't hit me.

Here comes Pendanski..he was just sorta listening to music in the water truck before.

Horrible, horrible music.

It was like..country trying to be rock and pop at the same time. -shiver-

Oh my bottlecap.

He. Is. TRYING to sing. You don't know how awful this is. I think I might die...

Nah. Making fun of adults is SO much more fulfilling.

"Hey, Mom, what on earth is that awful sound coming from your mouth?"

He turned red..and what I said wasn't even that bad.

"Megan, don't talk that way to adults."

"Yeah, ok..sure. Whatever you say, maker-of-weird-creepy-noises."

And then he wouldn't give me water.

Pshh.

A/N: That's it, cause I'm writing this in the half hour I have before my first soccer game. So I'll write more soon.