lyrics i don't know

Don't you just hate it when you get a song stuck in your head that you only know like two or three words of? That happens to me every now and then, and it's annoying. I also get songs that I know like half the first verse and the chorus of stuck in my head all day. Then I go to Hannah and tell her that she needs to get their new CD recorded so I can listen to the song. Then I continue to hum it, or sing it in my head, or out loud, until it's no longer stuck in my head. Sometimes this takes a long time.

So, this weekend was pretty cool. I went to this thing called Songfest on Friday night. It was pretty cool. There were some really talented people in it. After that, I drove to camp. Got there at a quarter after 11, and I thought everyone was asleep. Apparently I'm supposed to assume that they aren't, and go over to their house and knock on the door to see if they're awake and wanna hang out. But it's ok. I went to sleep instead. The next day we worked on the float for the Christmas parade in Smithville. It was really cool. It had lights all over it, and music, and it was pulled by two HUGE Clydesdale horses (is that spelled right?). Ironically, however, we spent all day working on the float, trying to get an award for it, and then we all picked costumes really quickly and just threw them on right before we had to be set up for the parade, and the only award we got was for "Most Festive Characters." I'm telling you, it was all because of me waving and smiling and yelling "Merry Christmas" to the judges! Anyway, we all went back to the camp afterwards and ate hot dogs and had hot chocolate (and Kool-Aid!!). I had a cup of coffee, cuz I had to go home that night. I hate coffee, but that cup actually wasn't that bad. So I had gotten into camp the night before literally on fumes and prayers, so I was a little bit worried when I left for home. I had $10 cash, which was enough to get home, but the closest gas station, a chevron, had just closed when I got there. I had to drive like 4 more miles to get to a shell that was open. Then, this morning, after I had packed everything up and left about 15 minutes later than I wanted to, the stupid gas pump (cuz I had to get even more for the trip back to College Station) was broken, and the one next to it, and the one 3 pumps down! I ended up going to a different gas station, but it set me back at least 20 minutes, so I was almost late to fall out for the second parade I was to be in this weekend. That one was even colder than the first (which was COLD), and it was wet, too. It was some Bryan/College Station City parade or something like that, that the Aggie Band was in. The bass fish ended up having to walk the however many miles back to the dorms. It was pretty messed up. Oh well. It's over now. I actually enjoyed the Smithville parade, mainly cuz I was with people from camp. I hated the BCS parade the entire time I was there, though, or at least most of the time. Now I'm staying up late to just stay up late. We have a bag in tomorrow! That means that no one wakes us up, and we don't have to go to formation. This makes me happy. It is pretty late, though, so I'm gonna go now. That was my weekend. I'll post more when dead week starts. Can't wait!!