Global Warming! We're all gonna die!!

Today...it snowed. Middle of March. And it snowed. Hailed actually. And naturally, or I suppose unnaturally, I didn't see a speck of this weather during winter. It was the weirdest thing. It would hail for five minitues, than abruptly stop, and when it started again you suddenly couldn't see. Like, where'd the world go and why's my vision white? It was freezing, it hurt when it hit you, and during the stopping periods it would melt and make the ground mud.

Of course, we expierienced all this lovely weather during our soccer practice today.

We are taking a field trip this wednesday to go play soccer against some German Girl's Team. And I got picked to go! We had a meeting today, and coach was like, those of you who didn't get picked, don't feel like your being snubbed, because you still get to practice with the boys team that day! (groans all around) -then- "ok fine, feel a bit bad, but if you just practice more a get better you'll get to go to these things!!"

Burrnnnnnnnn...

Now normally that would be me. I'm wondering when he's going to realize his mistake and be like ooops sorry didn't mean to include you...but I hope that doesn't happen.

I got four extra credit points in World Regions for turning in my Norway report early...nothing else going on really. Got our first real game this saturday, and hopefully our second win. I'm going to go into Mannheim sometime this week with Jacob, Adam, Sarah and Katie, if they don't have to cancel. I know, me, going somewhere? Out of the question.

My parents went to France today while we were in school, and they went to this one chinese restaurant (what happened to FRENCH?!?!) where there were mirrors for some of the walls. So my mom gets up and just happens to glance behind her at the mirror, and HER PANTS HAD COMPLETLY RIPPED!! She came home and was like, uhh Rachael? Guess what's wrong with this picture? I was like mom, I don't need to see your underwear.....oh.....wait.....!!!!!!!! At least this is one way to get her to buy new clothes for herself. Where's my scissors...