The Half-Blood Prince; revised edition

Rain, rain, go away. Come again when I'm away. If you don't, I'll feel grey. Rain, rain, go away.

But the rain is so pretty at night, glittering under the city lights and making the streets slick and glossy.

So my best friend Carolyn is here in Provo! She flew in yesterday morning from Portland, and it's pretty awesome. Too bad we don't have Spring Break at BYU, thus making it hard to have fun with her and be a good student. Oh well. Fun is more fun.

So Carolyn is a dork. I am a dork too, so it all works. But we are such nerd-faces. Even my own brother pretends to not know us when we're together.

We are both the types of nerds who love to waste time writing silly things...like random, pointless, hilarious stories. We will be rich one day from our amazing writing skills. Really. Ever since we met in eight grade, we've been composing stories.

We are currently reading an old story we began writing in July 2003 (about when this pic on the right was taken!), during the most boring summer school class in the history of the universe. I am such a nerd. I wrote about 4/5 of the story, and it is so stupid. This story is insane. Here is a small clip from our 672-page (and growing! STILL!) masterpiece:

"Have you noticed Brett and Ben acting weird lately?" Carolyn inquired one day. Lanette frowned. "You mean weirder than usual?" Carolyn nodded. "Erm..." Lanette looked thoughtful. "Nope." Just then, the two young men appeared and sat across from the two young ladies in the Great Hall. "Morning Carolina; morning Lanette," Brett said, nodding at each. "Isn't this lovely? Early morning, breakfast--eggs and ham and toast--mmm! Lovely. Life is just so lovely, would you not agree?" Lanette looked at Carolyn, bewildered. "See?" Carolyn said, exasperated. "I told you!" "Um, Brett?" Lanette said. "It's dinner time, and we're eating fried rice and green beans." Brett's smile didn't falter, and Ben rolled his eyes merrily. "Trying to trick us, Jonesy?" he laughed. "We aren't idiots! Ahh, I love scrambled eggs!" And Ben began piling rice onto his plate. "How'd you do on the Charms test today?" Carolyn asked Brett cleverly, trying to trap him and make him confess that he was not really crazy. "I got really bad--105%! I usually get 112%!" Brett said mournfully. "Ah-ha!" Lanette said, as pleased as punch. "You admit you took the Charms test--therefore, you confess that it is dinner, and we are eating rice and beans!" Carolyn cheered. Brett and Ben did not look crestfallen. They just laughed, and Ben patted Carolyn on the head while Brett shook his head amusedly. "You girls are sooooooooo silly!" Ben chucked. "Indeed. Let us depart, Benny," Brett said, and the two lads departed.

Wow. We're nerds. Listening to Hilary Duff, eating ice cream for dinner and writing a proposterous story while the world does world stuff. Word.