We’re finally uploading some of our old videos to YouTube.

I’m the 3rd Cashel to get Mr. G! He thought I was the baby upon visiting him. He could not believe he had one more to go until collecting them all, lets see if Claire can manage to get him before he retires.

This teacher is hard to understand… or maybe he is so simple to understand it is confusing. The man is brilliant (…or crazy), he speaks 7 languages and incorporates them in to all the classes. His major is in Latin and Roman History, so he knows all there is to know. His list of achievements is extensive.

To the point, this guy can get away with ANYthing. He curses. A lot. His walls are covered in posters displaying curse words. He has 2 wooden paddles in his classroom. He whacks “nasty little boys” (even when they aren’t being nasty) with yard sticks, throws books at them, and throws them out of their desks for things as simple as forgetting their homework.

If a girl makes an offense, he simply pretends he doesn’t see it. In the front of his classroom there is “sleepy chair”, an old chair that gets a new cover each year where girls are allowed to sit and sleep during the class if they’re having a bad day.

He addresses the makes students as “babes”, “beautiful men”, “cuties”. No girl is left uncomplimented. The boys are complimented too, but afterward he picks at all their flaws. There’s no end to this man’s antics. He actually blessed one kid in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. “I’ve absolved you of all your sins, now do your homework or rot in Hell”. (One kid said “Why don’t you just send him to Azkaban?” Gee snorted at him like that was the weirdest thing he’d ever heard and whacked him in the back of the head).

Even after hearing countless stories about this man from Nicole and Danny, I still have no idea what to expect. We’ll see… I can’t wait… I guess.

Today after school, a few of us planned to go running (Kyoshi, Mary, Jessie, and me). We got a late start because I got a solo in this upcoming chorus show, and I had to work with Mrs. Peeples for 10 minutes. Due to some technical difficulties, those ten minutes turned into over a half-hour. When I finished, we scraped up enough change to buy something when we reached Sonic.

The run there was easy, but we rewarded ourselves anyway with a feast: a rootbeer float, strawberry limeade slushie, chicken bites, and a banana creampie shake. Kyoshi realized he needed rubberbands for his braces, so we ran to his orthodontist who supplied us with free toothpaste as we built towers of Leggos in the reception area. Everybody loves Brookwood runners!

Next, we went to the middle school so Jessie could go to bathroom. Kiyoshi spent many days in the Principal’s office (heh), she was excited to see him doing well. The receptionist was excited to converse with the Brookwood runners and gave us lollipops for our run back.

It was a good day for a Monday. I was glad to be running after being a week without it.

Lio, a comic in today’s paper that I for some reason thought was particularly funny.

I am now one of four people. We are Angie, the Taqwandas. I am Foqweesha. There is also Poqweesha (Jessie), Laqwanda (Madison), and Mary… that is her real name. We have to find her another name. Anyways, we all think and SAY the same things, it is pretty cool. We also were all born in August 1992, but on different days, but in the middle of the days is August 21st, so that is Angie Taqwanda’s birthday. And I have known all of them since at least the 4th grade (one of them since I was BORN! We reunited this year).

Actually, we discovered this on accident because we were all separately the sam as Jessie, making us ALL the same, and we all have a lot in common, and even if in one category it is not all 4 of us, at least two of us are the same. It is very complex… I guess Angie is a complex being.

Oh, and we didn’t choose the name Angie, because one day we played ultimate frisbee and we introduced ourselves to everyone, but they didn’t introduce themselves back, and they wouldn’t pass the Frisbee to us (even though I made 2 AMAZING catches that scored 2 POINTS each because I’m a girl), so we ran around giving everybody names. Then, one guy said that we would have one nickname because we were basically the same person (we didn’t even say ANYTHING about the “WE”) and named us Angie.

So basically, that is it, and we all are going to get our wenises pierced and get wenis leashes when we are 18.

Went on this website again for kicks. I saw both of Eric’s pictures on there in addition to a few new ones, but it is all random. Might take a while before you see Eric’s pictures. There were actually two iPod pictures, one was the iHopkin, the other was and iPod with the letter as a playlist or something. Just thought I would let y’all know.

It is a little strange seeing all my classmates get jobs. Running into them in a work-setting at Chik-fil-A or Kroger is uncomfortable.

Even though I am still “underage” I have managed to snag myself a most excellent baby sitting job for a 3rd grader, Katie. It pays well, and I get to play Barbies with her the entire time. She loves having me baby sit because she’s an only child. When I play with her rather than watching TV or doing my own thing, I think it must feel like having am older sister. Track gets in the way of me having a regular babysitting job, but I’m always available on weekends. Last weekend I made $67. They came back an hour later than they planned on Saturday, and Katie asked them to do something the next day so I could babysit again.

For the most part I have a fun time and haven’t given much thought to the money. People have been asking me what I’m going to do with it… I was hoping to put it towards the college-fund, but dad’s encouraging me to use it was spending money. I think that I am going to pay $100 to get a cell phone plan for one year because I have been noticing more and more that I need one. Good idea?

The name of my blog is a little confusing, but that is the name “Xelly” is supposed to be like “Kelly” only it begins with an X for “cross”. Chronicle begins with a C standing for Country. XC= cross country. I guess I’m obsessed.

Also “Will milk be provided?” is from The Breakfast Club. It is a frequently used quote at my school.

Although Brady did dreadful against LSU, he still has not let me down. No my, as some may call it, “obsession” has not died. And yes, I would still like to send him my letter that is all typed up and ready to print, but unfortunately we do not have his address… Okay. I lied. Yes, some may like to call it madness, but I like to call it brilliance. It took some out of the box thinking and with some help from Google. Actually, it only took about five minutes. I have his address. However, I will not be sending it to their house because that is intruding on his privacy.

Oh yeah, and I have his phone number too!! Somebody from their family SERIOUSLY needs to talk to Google. Here ends Kelly’s first expectations.