sick as a dog

so me and my dad weren't able to go on our trip because i woke up with some kind of virus. i don't think i was being a wimp either. i definitely lost eleven pounds in less than twenty-four hours. doesn't sound possible, but it must be because it just happened to me. stupid virus. and now i am incredibly hungry but i can't eat because i know it won't stay down. i've got to figure some way out to gain eleven pounds back. there are probably a ton of people who would kill to be able to lose eleven pounds in a day, but i am trying to gain weight, as i am a stick person. oh well, i will stop writing about being sick and other such unpleasant things.

Happy Easter

Hooray! it is Easter. this is the coolest holiday i think, since Christ was resurrected. way cool.

the ticos left this morning and i am sad. my mom and my sister left for florida this morning too. now it is just me and my dad, except we are leaving too. we're heading out for the desert in Utah/Arizona tomorrow. so my blog will be boring for the next few days. see everyone when we get back, which we don't when we are getting back because we are just going for the heck of it and this is the least planned trip i have ever been on. way cool. goodbye friends. be back in a few days.

story time

these are my stories:

yesterday, jose's ex-girlfriend im'd me because she thought i was jose. she's rambling in spanish and finally i write, "no soy jose. soy su amigo americano." it took a bit of convincing(in spanish), but i finally pulled it off. then we talked for an hour anyway. in spanish. how cool am i. i have learned a ton of spanish while jose has been here, and i got to put it to practical use.

oh, before that we went to dinner with all the ticos. it was cool because they have very different manners and make cat calls all the time and yell really loud. it is absolutely hilarious. so we americans followed suit and our table became quite roudy. the coolest was when we had a chugging contest. with SALSA. heck yes. it rocked. salsa at mexican restaraunts can be pretty hot with chips, but if you drink it by itself by the bowlfull, it brings a whole new meaning to spicy. and then i still ate two people's worth of food.

today we had a track meet. in the snow. for two and a half hours. and it was cold. if you have never seen our uniforms for track, i will describe them for you. bathing suits. in the snow. but it was 0kay because in the 400 meter race, i knocked 6 seconds of my best time. it was like a ten percent increase in my speed, or something around there. in the last 100 meters, i couldn't keep my mouth closed or my eyes open. my vision started to get blurry and i came the closest to fainting that i ever have in my entire life. then i spit up. i am almost as cool as connor now, except he full out spewed. so that is my pleasant track story. thanks for reading.

connor: part 3

today was hell day for track yet again. I want to extend congratulations to connor for being manly. Today, connor joined the elite ranks of those who hurl in track practice. be sure to give him a pat on the back next time you see him. he deserves it. only five people have spewed, and my good friend is one of them.

Jose is sitting next to me right now and reading everything i write. We have been talking in spanish a lot and it is cool because everyone else has no clue what we are saying. we can talk about whatever we want in front of whoever we want. yeah!

math was totally boring today because emily wasn't there to make funny comments that i could laugh at and make fun of her for. where are you emily? do you have bronchitus? that would be bad.

i learned on peche's personality test that i am a bit of an introvert... but i already knew that.

connor: part 2

today, connor told me that sometimes he wonders if he is actually real. i wondered if he was actually sane. then he commenced with a philosphic, "I think, therefore I am. But what if i don't think? then I am not. Plants don't think. nathan, I am a plant." and he was totally serious. wow. be sure to make fun of him for that one. maybe he won't understand, him being a plant and all.

in track, we were doing these warmups, and they are boring. so i decided to spice them up a little and started to dance. Coach yells, "Hooks, this is not a dance. what're you doin'?" sorry for being joyful and having fun. i mean, who would want to have fun in a sport, seriously?

Jose is here and it is awesome. i told him that everyone will think he is a model, and he said he wasn't my friend anymore. oh well, he will like it.

Connor

i told connor i would write about him. i would have even if i hadn't said anything to him. the reason is this. how many peopledo you know who runs track with every single tendon and muscle in their legs inflamed and detatched from where they supposed to be? i know one. guess who. connor, you are amazing. i really mean it. props to you for running your tail off while it is seemingly physically impossible. please don't kill yourself.

the Ticos are arriving tonight and i got all my teachers' permission for Jose to come to school on friday. partay. please pray for them in whatever area God leads you to. they will need it while they are here.

Unique Day

Today was a very different day than any other in a long time. I woke up and shaved off my chin hair and it felt really cold. At school, every guy who noticed said I should grow it back as soon as possible. Any girl that noticed (obviously not many) decided that i looked way better and should not grow it back. now I am confused. Then Connor and I talked to Mr. Booth about our Ticos coming to school and he gave us the go ahead. that was way cool. during fourth period, i had a quiet time with God and it felt good. I got a ton of stuff straightened out. So i wrote a song to God. I won't post it since I am boycotting songs on blogs now. Also, I have a theory that every day I look different. I have been compared to Constandude, a new priest guy, and best of all, Orlando Bloom. That last one was cool because any girl I have talked to has said he is beautiful. in english, emily continued her habit of throwing pens. she also continued her habit of missing every time. so i tossed the pen in the trash. but i felt obligated to get it out so i did. then these two girls said something on my way back to my seat and it made me feel cool again. peche, emily tells me you could possibly be imaginary since neither connor or i have ever seen you. it makes me wonder.
In track, there is an asian kid who is not the most coordinated little fellow. his name is simon. we were jumping over these little hurdle things, and after about 15 minutes simon says, "I don't get this. how do you guys do this?" coach responded with a "for cryin' out loud Lee (his last name) all you're supposed to do is run over the d--n blocks!" it was hilarious since simon never has a clue what is going on in practice. but then i felt bad for him and tried to help, but he is hopeless. except that when he flat out runs he pretty much beats me down every time.

facial hair

it has come to my attention that there are people who want me to shave any facial hair that i might have. i can't find myself able to do it because i am biased. if you have an argument for whether or not to do it, please post it on here and it will make this a whole lot easier. my reasons for not doing it are:

1. i will look younger than my 13-year old sister
2. the ticos are coming and they won't see the real me if i do shave
3. it hurts

there. if anyone at all can override these reasons, perhaps the skin on my chin will become visible. if you are laughing at me right now in my despair, you are a jerk-head. and not being helpful.


and also, we had another blue monday (hell day) in track while it was blizzarding. did you guys see the snow? running in circles for an hour and a half outside was... cold. normal blue mondays seem so much easier that i won't complain about them anymore.

way cool

so nothing really cool has happened yet this weekend. the show was fun, but i'm glad it is over. the one cool thing that happened was when i was driving over to HRHS and i stopped at a stoplight. a car load of girls pulled up next to me and started yelling, "you're hot" and waving at me. i didn't know what to think. that has never happened before and won't ever again. i'm still trying to decide if they were actually making fun of me. oh well, it made me feel cool.

Talent Show

The talent show I am in at Highlands Ranch HS is Thursday, Friday, and Saturday from 7-8/8:30'ish. If anybody wants to go, let me know which day and i'll scrounge a few tickets. it will be free 'cause i am buying.

lots of stuff

in chronological order:

I found out that i am a talent show that is in two days. it is at Highlands Ranch HS. good that I found out as soon as i did. darn rock band people.

emily took me frollicking in the snow that lasted half a day. i got my feet wet and walked barefoot for the afternoon. it was cool. we should do it again next time it snows.

at rehearsal for the talent show, our lead singer, a freshman, walks up to this girl and says "Hi, I don't know you, but you are stunningly beautiful." i wrote down that pickup line and wondered where he got his material. i shouldn't question him though. being a freshman, he has two senior girls and multiple juniors in line waiting to date him. then there's me. we won't talk about that.

that is what happened today and it was exciting. hoo-ra.

Icy pants

Today, after another "blue monday" in track, I had no ride home and wasn't going to walk home again either. so i sat in the cafeteria. connor walks in about five minutes later because his mom left him. he's holding ice to his groin because it has been giving him trouble. he walks up to me, and all of a sudden he says, "this isn't working" and shoves the ice down his pants. it looked very odd to see him sitting next to me with a huge bag of ice sitting well tucked into his pants. he told me not to write about this, so i commenced to do so.

Cop

today, on my way to church, i pulled up right next to a cop at a stoplight. i didn't think much of it until i realized that i needed to get in the cop's lane and really fast because my turn was coming. so i punched it right as the light changed, passed the cop and changed lanes right in front of him. first off, never pass cops on the road. it's just some rule that people follow. second, changing lanes and landing right in front of a cop after you pass him is just asking for him to follow you and check your plates. not that there's anything wrong with plates, it's just nerve-wracking to know that a cop is following your every move, waiting for you to screw up. so that was fun.

Crud

My aunt came over today and she brought her two dogs, one of which is not exactly potty-trained. So I was walking upstairs in my barefeet and I feel something cold and squishy. Hmmmm, I wondered. What could that be. I looked down and my heel is in the middle of a big brown pile of... stuff. Not to gross anyone out. And if you still haven't done so, check out that freak of a bass player on connor's blog.

Amazing Bassist

Have you been to Connor's blog and seen that guy play the bass guitar. he is so amazing, I think he is going to be my new hero, not that I had an old one. If I could play like that guy, I would cry. And his bass guitar is absolutely gorgeous. It is so unfair.

We are going to host a Tico in our house I found out today. Ticos are people from Puerto Rico. It will be exciting while he is here for about a week and a half. I think they are coming to school to perform, but I'm not sure.

update

I have been so busy this week it is not even funny. Today, I had the first chance to shave in four days. I started to look like a homeless bum. Many of you will think I exaggerate, but I'm not. It felt so good. We had to wake up early this morning on a non-school day and run track. connor in his insanity thought we should have gotten there earlier. i'm leaving to get a haircut and then I have to work on a group project, so i am still busy, but at least I had time to shave.

My day (how exciting!)

today was cool but i forgot socks for track again so my feet have fallen off and I don't know where they went. I am loaded down with homework because conferences are this week (mean teachers). We took an insanely easy math test today and I finished way early so I had some good reflection time. but i lost my sweet pen sign.

Now for something serious. I was praying and it came to me that so many people, including myself, are looking for a dating relationship and yet our relationship with the Lord is less than perfect. obviously we will never have a perfect one, but i don't see how we can expect to have a successful human relationship when our pivotal and central relationship with God is not where it should be. Or maybe it is just me. what do you guys think?