Have You Noticed How Long My Titles Usually Are? It's Like They Could Go On and On Forever, and I Could Just Keep Typing--Oh, Wait. There's a Limit.

Okay. You guys are probably tired of listening to me spaz about random junk that, frankly, nobody cares about.
The reason I put down so many details about these things is that I plan to (eventually) read back on all these posts. Probably, like, the summer before college. Or something. I dunno. Probably will forget about this by then. But still.
Maybe I'll tell you at the top of the post when there's really nothing interesting contained inside, and I really just need to talk. This will probably be very much like that.

Hmmm...what's happened that I've forgotten?
Oh, I dyed my hair a few weeks ago. Red. It washes out quickly, so it's long gone. But when I first dyed it, I wore an orange shirt to school. In Bio, Lisa said I smelled like a carrot. In PE (even though we were dressed out), Eliot said I was orange. As in, my skin. I told him it wasn't very nice (as I tried to keep a straight face). We argued over this for the entire period. He said I was a carrot. I said I wasn't. "Are you wearing orange today?" he asked. When I said I was, he said, "Then you're a carrot." Hard to argue with that one. I dunno how he knew what I was wearing. I don't usually see him before PE...Oh, well.
We were still arguing in English, and he got a bunch of other people, including Will, to agree with him. "That's not very nice," I told Will, and he said, "Aww, I'm sorry. You're very pretty." I grinned.
Ah, how I miss our old seats!
I've been wearing a clip in my hair as of late, which, I'm told, looks nice. Yay! =D
Dani and Hannah are keeping a list of boyfriends (basically, guys they've seen her with, or she talks about) for Ripley. They've recently made one for me. Though I don't have the fifteen that Ripley has, they've done a pretty good job, I suppose...well, they've got all my guy friends, anyways. In order, it is:
1. Toby
2. Eliot
3. Alex
4. Will
5. Sean
Eh...could be worse, I suppose. It's kind of funny, really. They're constantly getting moved around. Except Toby. He's always first. o_o
Le Miz is over. Last day was yesterday. Tickets sold out! ;o Last Wednesday, Alina and I were walking to band, and she mentioned a scene where Will has to wear a tux. We both started cracking up. Sam, who was with us, had no idea what we were talking about. The girl he had to dance with in the scene was really into it, while he was very stiff and a bit out of place.
He wore his Le Miz shirt today. Pretty cool. I sat on the floor between him and Holly for most of computers, and we talked about horseback riding (he rides a bit! SQUEE! I don't know why that makes me so happy, but it does.), drunk guys in Ireland, strange pets (we've both had tarantulas...I have arachniphobia (spelling). Eep!), and...just about everything in between. It was really fun, and I was sad when the bell rang. Hopefully, we can do much the same tomorrow. I was really tired, so I used Will's arm as a pillow for much of the time.
I'm always late to computers, as I come from the high school. So does Will, actually, but he's on time; he gets out five minutes early. As he'd say, neh. The door's always locked.
On Friday, when I knocked on the door, Will turned around and saw it was me. He jumped up and ran to let me in. The smile he gave me was (to describe it as they do in books) meant just for me, as if I was the only person in the world. I could feel my face heating up as I smiled back, then dumped my stuff at the back of the room to go join him.
Bella tried to eat me. x3 Yup, I got to ride her again! My mom watched, and said we did really well. It was a TON of fun.
Afterwards, I had her on the cross ties in the barn, and I was spoiling her with treats. After the first ccarrot, she tried to nibble my fingers. I gave her more. My mom came in and gushed over her, then fed her two apple cores. She attempted to consume my pants. I still needed them.
Emily tried to eat me. x3 Cassie pointed out that her face was sparkly, and said she was a vampire. She pretended to bite my leg. This was in the middle of PE. I said loudly, "Emily's trying to eat me!" Everyone stared at us. It was one of those "heh..." moments. Pretty funny.
We did long jump, and I landed with my ankle sideways, twisting it. It didn't hurt too bad at first, but my friends all had this look of horror on their faces when I made my way (limping a bit, unfortunately) back towards them. I tried to assure them I was fine. Eliot, trying to beat Jackson's record of 14'10", landed on his butt in the sand pit. Earlier, he had said that he wanted to get as dirty as possible, then hug everyone. He didn't get us dirty, but he still hugged everyone.
After English, I got up, forgetting about my ankle for a moment. I let out a steady stream of silent cussing as I put weight on it. Unfortunately, Eliot saw that. He caught up with me, and asked, "Is your ankle okay?" What was I supposed to say to that? "Uh, yeah," I managed. "It's--" fine? Not after that display. "--okay. Thanks."
Oh, Eliot won his fencing tournament last Saturday! Isn't that cool? I've always wanted to fence, but my mom's one of those people who promise they'll sign you up for something, but never do. -.-
In math, Emily stole my eraser, and wrote (each in a heart) T+E and T+W. (Insert sigh). Oh, well. She really needs to make up her mind...
It's been really weird in English. I tend to look at whoever is talking in class, and sometimes (okay, so quite a bit) I'll catch Eliot looking at me. I smile and turn back to the teacher quickly. I'm always really self conscious when people continuously look at me. I think I may have been having a bad hair day, or something...for the past few weeks. Eew. Hope not. Oh, well.
Oh, on Thursday, in PE, someone said, "Tomorrow is Friday!"
"Yeah!" I agreed. "And then it's Saturday, and then it's Sunday! And then I'll have my horseback riding lesson!"
Eliot laughed. "You know," he said, "I could have sworn you were going to say, 'And then it's Monday again!'" I started laughing really hard. He had matched my excited, girly tone perfectly.
We were doing high jump, and I was really nervous (Christine reminded me, though, that I was in the top three in our class last year, though). I rested my head and an arm on Eliot's shoulder as we talked. First time I had done anything of the sort.

We have tomorrow off! Yay! I'm having a sleepover with Ripley tonight. Yay. ^^ Can't wait!
Well, I'd better get ready. Or something. I have an hour. Haha.

Reading: Brisingr, Blood and Chocolate, and The Realms of the Gods (eep!)
Watching: Nothing. Too tired. Oh, my mom said that, since I was actually holding a conversation this morning, she was thinking, "Faye is awake and animated...WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS MORNING?" Haha...
Shoutouts: To Kitty, whose soul is the price of Lisa and I...'s bet. If Eliot or Will asks me out this school year, Lisa gets your soul. If they don't, I do. And if both of them do (haha...yeah, right.), Sam gets it. Even though she has no idea what we were talking about. She was just there.
To Will, who had to hide someone's shoe when he died in Le Miz, then, when it was over, asked, "Whose shoe is this?"
To Lisa, who is really cool.
To Ripley, who I will have much fun with in...just over a half an hour now.

Should go! I'm off!

Love,
Faye