So that's what happens when you can't think of a title. Well at least that's what happens to me. So I believe I forgot to mention that at the last conference for RHS wrestling (at Merril) Job was the only one who won his match. It even specifically mentioned him in the paper. I'm glad Emily forgives me for the misunderstanding. From now on I'll have to be a lot more clear about everything and anything I write. Last night I stayed up until 2 am to finish my book, Silver Wolf by Alice Borchardt. I'm planning on starting the sequel: Night of the Wolf soon. I don't really have anything to write... I always find that whenever I have the time to write there's nothing to write about and vise versa. That's probably because of the whole if I'm out doing something to write about of course I won't be sitting here and typing about it. So... I don't have any homework but I have to practice my clarinet choir music sometime soon and maybe my solo although I don't like it very much because the only thing that's challenging about it is the pronounciation of italian and just memorizing it, which comes pretty easy to me since I've memorized 3 songs for marching my freshman year and a different song each year after that as well as at least 3 longer songs for each year of marching season as well as the marching that goes along with it. Oh and I forget memorizing every preforming chorus song I've ever done and we won't try to count those. So I'm talking to Chris and since there's not much more to elaborate on... well at least that's in the least bit amusing I'm going to go before I bore anyone who's reading this to death.