The radio star is finally dead. All I had to do was me right round. Baby, right round. Like a record, baby. Right round, round, round.

I found out I'm a National Merit Semifinalist. I'll get the recommendation from Ms. Mundie, but I have to write an essay now. What sets me apart, anyone?

Oh, and I was elected to be a captain for badminton. Yay!

Today was interesting. That's really the only way to describe it. I was worried my sign for the reserved parking spot wouldn't be up, since it wasn't the day before. I couldn't find my schedule, which had my locker combination on it, so I had to get it from guidance. The guy wanted a dollar for it, and I doubt he was supposed to charge, but I was in no mood to argue. The morning went smoothly and was uneventful. The afternoon was also nice; I think I'll enjoy AP Chemistry.

After school, I went to the car to get my stuff for badminton, but the locks weren't working, which was a nuisance. I took virtually no breaks during practice and wore myself out muchly. I then discovered that the car battery was dead, probably from not shutting one of the doors all of the way, since the lights were all off. My mom had taken the van for an oil change, so she had to come with our neighbor to jumpstart the car. He did, and they talked for quite awhile, while I was sweating profusely from the heat.

We went to the supermarket, and she ran into an old co-worker. They talked. A lot. I was hungry and thirsty, but if I had drank anymore, I would have wet myself. My knees were buckling and I felt as if I were about to faint. Finally, I got a mediocre turkey sandwich and had half. I ate the rest when I got home. Now, I want to kill the Buggles.

I think I'm posting this because I don't want it to be lumped with my first day of school. So, there's this girl at badminton, who I won't name. She's...strong-willed. It's her first year, and she decided without consulting me that I would be her partner. Hehe. So when she asked me, I almost said yes but caught myself. I partnered up with a different girl, who is very nice and with whom I'll be able to work. The former didn't seem to like that and found a freshman to be her partner so she could challenge us for the only mixed doubles spot. Ms. Harding said she would kill me if I lost; needless to say, I didn't. We got lazy at the end of the first game and won 15-6. The other girl didn't seem to realize that a challenge was two out of three games, and I knew that. She wasn't too pleased to find out that she would have to lose again. I made sure to smash it at her and we won 15-0. It took the smug smile off of her face. However, I made sure to be very polite to her; she's not directly mean, so there's no reason I should be. Plus, I don't need the bad karma.