Football yesterday was great. I got filthy, though, and it was a bit cool out. My hoodie got full of dirt because I kept falling down. Stupid ankles. I'm fine, though, practice certainly won't be a problem.

So, a dance. Another reason for everyone to freak out. And dressing up? I mean, I might go, but it's not like I'm dying. Who really wants to think of a costume. And the only girl costumes out there are ones that are like..half naked. I mean, really.

Unless of course Ro Someone asks me. But he they wont because he can go with Do- someone prettier. And Fred will freak anyway..