One day I'd like to go in a submarine, it seems neat. Plus it's one of those special words, a word that makes sense. A submarine goes under the marine, or ocean. Like when I was reading the textbook and it talked about the German U-boats aka unterseeboots, and suddenly realized that if I actually tried to read the word, instead of just skipping ( Read more... )

In order to get an A in American History II, I have to get an 80% average on my five tests and write a term paper about something in post-1877 American History. I, on whatever whim posessed me, decided to do a paper on the American Circus ( Read more... )

That I have a driver's license is completely unreasonable. In order to get such a license to operate such a dangerous machine all I had to do was present my learner's permit, my Driver's Ed. form, a TEA form, and five dollars. To get the learner's permit, I passed a multiple-guess test on a computer. To get the Driver's Ed. form, I had to doodle ( Read more... )

Right now, I think that my favorite thing in the world is honey. It's always good. Actually, that isn't even true because it's gross when it gets all crystalized and grainy. Juno just smushed her entire head into my glass to lick the honey at the bottom ( Read more... )

I had been looking forward to today's Biology class because we were going to do a really neat lab. The plan was that we would each prick our finger, prepare a slide, and count our white blood cells. I came in all glad and excited, ready to get down to buisness. We got into our lab groups, and I was totally prepared to jam the lancette into my left ( Read more... )

I had a lovely birthday.

Dad caught a firefly when he was mowing the grass this evening. It must be summertime.

For some reason, I started doing the twist before English. Lauren, being the great dancing sport that she is soon joined in as we shook it up with our crazy twisting moves. It was not long before we attracted a crowd (I would never exaggerate) of onlookers who were ever-so envious of our amazing singing voices and mad "doo dee doo"ing when the ( Read more... )

I am too lazy to reformat my blog (any skill I claimed to have with html was a lie). Besides, it had archives dating back to my crush on Brian Mayer, which was del epoce del caverno (or something like that).

if interested http://ramblingmuse.blogspot.com

Whenever I go with Isabelle's family to Blockbuster, the car breaks. Last time, we were able to get a jump and hobble back home. Today, the car was on fire. The fire truck came with sirens and all. I looked on authoritatively.