An Abundance of Junk

Today substantially sucked. My parents took my brother to go shopping for superbowl food, and left me at the house under orders to clean everything while they were gone. Including my brother's room.

It amazed me how much stuff he has that he doesn't need. I didn't even know where to start it was so bad. He doesnt even have a handy queen size bed like me to hide everything under. (heh heh) So first I decided to clean his closet, which was almost as bad as mine. Mine might be bad, but that's merely because of the AMOUNT of stuff shoved in there. Mine has truely earned te title of the other dimension. I proably have an ice skating rink in there that i don't know about. His is just things put away so badly that it's impossible to tell if things are hanging up or hooked on something dangling from the top. I've been organizing it for the better part of an hour. I'm on my break....

My parents go my brother a book for his birthday, and I've been waiting for it to come out for a loooooong time. So I'm completely jealous of course. Mom's letting me read it before giving to him though hee hee hee...but now I have another problem. It's really really good. Which now makes me, hoarder of all literature, want to keep it. I am a horrible sister, because instead of thinking of what to get my brother for his birthday, I'm plotting ways to remove his presents from him. Sigh...oh well.

Superbowl's tomorrow, and for the first time in my life I'm looking forward to it. Or at least, before it. I've tried to understand football i really have. My dad attempted to teach me the rules for an hour and a half last year because i had a test on it in gym. I remembered enough to pass the test, and then promptly forgot every last bit of it. I can throw a football pretty well most of the time but as for understanding it? All I see are men in suits and helmets bashing each other about. Honestly. What ball?

I asked my mom if she could put some new songs on the ipod 'cause I was sick of the ones we have, so she put like $43 worth of songs that she likes and i despise. There are...about five she picked that are good. Oh well. I sure didn't pay for them so who cares? I really need to walk down to the USO and get a phone card but i'm so lazy....

Our new gym teacher is determined to kill me I think. I'm getting over several ankle injusries, and since we were SUPPOSED to go bowling yesterday, i didn't bring my gym shoes, but instead wore my lovely brown CLOGS. And it was raining. Fun fun. So on our quickly0becoming-soaked track, he told us to do a jumpng roping fitness test. I was like "uhhhh that's kinda hard in clogs...and he told me to take them off and jump in my socks. F.Y.I. : Red track + water= two previously white unrecognizable lumps of cloth.

Sigh...chores call me...

I just spent all my spare change buying songs I like for the ipod. Time to purge the couch...