Norwegian Wood

Well, we're headed to state. I hate to always talk about quiz bowl, but truly, it's been a big thing lately, what with the State series and all. We took Sectionals on Saturday, trouncing Prairie Ridge, Crystal Lake South, and Hononegah (I just love the sound of that, trouncing), so now we're headed to State, this Saturday. The whole ordeal with me threatening last week to quit the team pretty much cleared up, although I'm still furious about Adam not being allowed to play at State. He's been with us all year; he should be allowed to play. But Ms. Greene has made her decision, and I guess I can't do anything about it.

Saturday should be pretty fun, though; Sonya, April, and Emily are all planning on coming, and Phil said he might show up. He actually came on Saturday, which really surprised me. I didn't even see him; he must have slipped in and out while we were still playing, and it wasn't until later that Ross and Patrick told me he'd been there. (Patrick claimed he was there to see me, which is lame.) I still don't know what to make of Phil. I mean, he's a nice kid, and I like him, but I don't know if we're friends or what.

We're playing Bradley-Bourbonnais, Stevenson, and Morton in our pool; the other pool consists of Deerfield, Wheaton North, Carbondale, and Fenwick. That's right: Decatur MacArthur failed to make it to State, apparently because of a complicated story involving an incorrect board score, with the bottom line that Donald purposely answered a question wrong, thinking it would seal a victory for MacArthur. So I won't see Jeff, Alexandra, and Jared again, which does sadden me, though I feel rather gleeful that, after all, Donald's senior year has ended...well, not the way he wanted. Stevenson's definitely our biggest opponent, and I am a tad worried about that, but we can beat them if we're fast and sharp.

Today was Pi Day, as in 3.14 (March 14). Emily brought pie, and April wore a shirt with the Greek letter on it, but calc was low-key; no one had remembered that it was today. Tomorrow, though, Sapna and Ross are planning to bring food for Mrs. Longhenry's birthday (also the ides of March, which is perfect for the L-ster). Ross makes the best fudge in the world, by the way.