Hmm....Ten Day Detox Diet?

My entire Leadership class is participating in this strange experiment known as the Ten Day Detox Diet. What we're doing is..well...eating healthily. As in really healthily. No unnatural sugar, no gluten, no dairy, no artificially made items. Whole foods only. I've been practically surviving on smoothies and all sorts of almonds. Almond butter, salted almonds, unsalted almonds, roasted almonds, almonds in my smoothies....
Yummy.
This is certainly an interesting experience. This is my first diet ever, and it's actually not that hard to stick to it. The smoothies I make (although sometimes a weird shade of green) are usually pretty darn tasty.
Yummyyyyy!

Le me wearing pajamas making a tasty after-volleyball smoothie

So I've been feeling pretty good, actually. It's nice! I've been sleeping better, getting my homework done more quickly, and even been a bit more alert and cheerful during the day!

I even got my mom to do the Ten Day Detox Diet with me. It's been a great experience for both of us. 

Did you know that sugar was eight times more addictive than cocaine? I didn't, but now I do. It scares me quite a bit. 

Tune in next time for something awesome!

I'm having lots of trouble finishing posts.

I don't really know why, either. I just lately seem to be experiencing quite a bit of difficulty. Is it school stress? Writer's block? Other homework? Just like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop, the world may never know.
Ironically, I'm currently eating a tootsie pop. Maybe I should have counted the licks?
Actually, I don't really lick tootsie pops. I just kinda eat them like a normal person, you know?

I wasn't kidding, I actually AM eating a tootsie pop.
It's a chocolate one. Yummy.
I'm also in homework club right now. I don't know why this applies to this post at all, but I suppose it does, somehow. I think. After homework club, I have volleyball practice. This means that I likely won't get home until six tonight. *Sigh.*

I'm gettin' really tired of Homework club really fast. Somehow, I still have this lollipop. It's still tasty.

Oh man. I'm now one of the--get this--THREE other people in here.
At least I have my music!

Okay, now I'm just procrastinating.

Riding the Struggle Bus (Me complaining about Volleyball)

Actually, I don't think I've talked about volleyball ONCE on this blog, which is surprising, because it's called "Hilarious Volleyblog."
You want me to talk about volleyball, you say? You want to know of my adventures, you tell me?
Fine, but this ain't gonna be pretty. Consider yourself warned.
As I may or may not have mentioned in an earlier post(I'm too lazy to go back and check), I'm sick. Still sick. I really don't want to go to volleyball because:

1. I can't breathe out of my nose
2. I seem to be sneezing out of control
3. My throat feels like I gargled acid, nails, and sandpaper at the same time
4. I feel like I have a fever
5. One of my ears is blocked, so I'm dizzy
6. This was just to make six (my lucky number).

Can you imagine me trying to play volleyball? I'd probably make a fool of myself. And probably make a fool out of someone I may or may not run int--

oh fantastic. Dad's gonna make me go anyway.

I may as well get ready for two hours of torture. Although I usually like volleyball and practicing, today.....just no.
(Update: Oh wow, he actually didn't make me go after I made it known to him the sheer amount of misery I was feeling. Yay! Now I get to....
Study.)