Ever have those days when you feel sad, blue, and extremely bored? Bet you have. Today is one of those days for me. Although I'm just bored, not sad. Sigh........ Why is today the last day of Thanksgiving Break!?!?!?!?!?!? It just passed like the blink of an eye. It doesn't make sense at all! Why do all breaks do that? You spend so much time wishing that the special days off would come, but when they do, they just leave again! It's even worse if you had nothing to do during the break. I did though, that's unusual :). I put up the Christmas tree, and had thanksgiving dinner with the dreaded person(that's an accomplishment). I even went to my uncle's house and met a German Girl! Yeah!
So This morning It snowed like it was the last day of Earth. It was pretty(I like snow and rain), but every kind of beauty comes with a price. This time it gave me the snow shovel. Well, actually I took it myself. Yeah, so this morning I got to shovel the driveway which is magnificently too large, and marvelously too steep for a human beings needs. Whats worse, I did in my Sunday skirt and I froze. We ended up being an hour and a half late to church, but I got to have a fun experience. I'm also experienced in being late( I was once thirty minutes late to my band concert), so it was no big deal. I felt so epic fail out there shoveling snow(epic fail =cute/fun/awesome in my terms), it was awesome. Afterwords I had some hot chocolate and buttered toast :D.
P.S.If your reading this too fast just to get it over with, it won't make sense, and It'll make me feel bad T-T, so stop it.....................................................please?
WhAtEvEr!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
#1 WHATEVER!!!!!
Bleh. So at this moment my youngest brother (Biddle) is pretend punching my other younger brother (Benton) in the face. It's getting pretty annoying, since he's making sound effects like Hollywood...........
It's been cold lately. Actually, cold isn't the word for it. ITS DEATH.........I know this is random, because it feels like I'm writing a journal entry. Most of the things I write are random, including my thoughts. A few things escape my randomness like letters I write to my sister, or homework stuff. But, although they escaped, they still have a hint of weirdness in them.
Okay, By now your probably thinking(if your in my class) "Wheres the story?" I know I'm supposed to write a story, but somehow I started out wrong. Maybe I should have said : Once upon a time in a far-off land there lived.........a toad. This toad had polka dots on it's skin, and all it's fellow toads laughed at him. He felt ashamed and ran away. He got picked up by a human and the human took it to the institute of science. The toad was then dissected and lived happily ever after in the after-life.The moral of this story is: Not all awesome stories have happy endings, you like? By the way, I made that story up myself. There is an example of how random I am (or maybe scary).
My brother just asked me to write a story that he made up. He's 6 and can't exactly write yet. His story was about a star that was afraid of the moon. The moon was afraid of the star to. The moon wanted to make friends with the star, but was chicken. Since he was so, he ran away. THE END!
I find that story pretty funny. A bit hilarious. Only a bit. This is getting a lot more random than usual. Maybe the cold is freezing my brain? Seriously.
WHATEVER!!!!!!!
It's been cold lately. Actually, cold isn't the word for it. ITS DEATH.........I know this is random, because it feels like I'm writing a journal entry. Most of the things I write are random, including my thoughts. A few things escape my randomness like letters I write to my sister, or homework stuff. But, although they escaped, they still have a hint of weirdness in them.
Okay, By now your probably thinking(if your in my class) "Wheres the story?" I know I'm supposed to write a story, but somehow I started out wrong. Maybe I should have said : Once upon a time in a far-off land there lived.........a toad. This toad had polka dots on it's skin, and all it's fellow toads laughed at him. He felt ashamed and ran away. He got picked up by a human and the human took it to the institute of science. The toad was then dissected and lived happily ever after in the after-life.The moral of this story is: Not all awesome stories have happy endings, you like? By the way, I made that story up myself. There is an example of how random I am (or maybe scary).
My brother just asked me to write a story that he made up. He's 6 and can't exactly write yet. His story was about a star that was afraid of the moon. The moon was afraid of the star to. The moon wanted to make friends with the star, but was chicken. Since he was so, he ran away. THE END!
I find that story pretty funny. A bit hilarious. Only a bit. This is getting a lot more random than usual. Maybe the cold is freezing my brain? Seriously.
WHATEVER!!!!!!!
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