Time and time again I hear people say "It seems so boring" and "All you do is run" in response to the question: Why don't you join cross country?

In the third and final debate between presidential candidates John McCain and Barack Obama, McCain needed something big. All the major networks talked about how he would have to be at his best to make sure that his campaign would be able to rebound after a hellish last few weeks. He came out and looked Obama straight in the eye and thus began the debate.

8:05 p.m. — Hey, we're already back to the same old song and dance … the economy! I feel like it should spelled with capital letters. The Economy. That sounds better.

I'm thinking I should write more. But I'm also thinking that I've got nothing else to say.

I guess I could do what the candidates do — repeat the same things over again.

For English class my group decided to go to another girl's house to record our skit. She lived way out in the country, which was a great setting for our forest scene.

After spending time getting our costumes on, we went outside with all of the things for our set and found a great little area in the middle of the trees. It was perfect in every way. Well, except for one thing.

I don’t quite remember exactly when I first noticed classmates spinning their writing utensils around their thumbs. I think it might have been in middle school, maybe around sixth grade, that the first Pencil Twirler made himself known to me.