In love

I am in love...
With DSL
I don't care what people say about it not being fast. I just got back from a land of trying to steal connections from neighbors, and I never want to go back.
....but then, my grandmother, grandfather, uncle, and the food always brings me back.
Oh well, that's the way it is.
When my iPod started working instantly as we got home, I started to tear up.
It was a beautiful thing :'(


MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Failure Haiku

I am sad, I failed.
I will get a new blog soon.
Then I will not fail

5:30 AM practice poem

Waking up at 5 in the morning
Is not fun, I will give you a fair warning
Looking at the clock that says 4:58
I have two whole minuets left, that isn't very great

I get up from bed, quite regretfully in fact
Stand up straight, oh what an ache in my back
Walking over to the mirror all grumpy and sad
I step back in horror and see my hair looks mad!

Going downstairs is tricky when I'm half dead
I have trouble walking down, even keeping up my head
The lights, oh the lights! shining brightly in my eye!
This is plain torture, kill me I just want to die

I finally get ready, I am now "awake"
I get into the car and sit to await my fate
My dad drives me 2 minuets to the right
I get out of our car and gosh what a fright!

It's raining cold rain at this early hour
I dash towards the school, heading for shelter feeling sour
The doors to the pool are open, thank goodness!
Even though it's "that time of year", this does not feel like Christmas

I walk towards the pool, my sister in the lead
As she opens the door, and I know what I need
I need my goggles, but I left them at home!
I don't feel like calling, so I kept walking, feeling alone

I go into the locker rooms, Tori forgot hers too, to my surprise
Oh dear, what a plan we had to devise
We walked out of the locker room, dressed in our suits
And went into the office, looking quietly in pursuit

We found the lost-in-found and took what we needed
No one would care, but mine needed to be beaded
The strap was bad, that I couldn't deny
I pulled out some other goggles and took the strap for mine

I pushed and I pulled, it is now 5:17
Sleep was going through my mind, I could imagine my bed, fit for a queen
The goggles were done and I got in the water
400 yards to start, that's easy, no bother

We swam and swam for 1 hour and 15 minutes
My eyes lit up as I looked towards the exits
It is now 6:58, we took forever to get ready
I got home and crashed on the couch, all I could think was "fall asleep already!"

What's the point?

What's the point of posting on a blog that you know is going to be deleted soon? I don't know. I think it's a waste of precious time that should be spent doing something more special... that made sense(NOT)

URL

Wow.
I need serious help.
Apparently, while I was typing in the URL I wanted for the blog, I spelled minuets instead of minutes.
I can't fix it... so I have a few options, I could...
1. Change the subject of this blog to one that is about 525,600 dances.
2. Deal with it
3. Start a new blog.
I don't know anything about dancing, so number 1 is out. Usually, I'm a "just deal with it" type of person. In this case however, I am not.
Starting January 1st, 2009 I'm gunna try to have another blog set up, with the correct spelling of minutes.
*sigh*

Why is it that....

Why is it that...

On a string of Christmas lights it says:
"For indoor or outdoor use only."
(As opposed to what? Outer space?)

On a child's Superman costume it says:
Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly.
(Oh go ahead! That's right, destroy a universal childhood belief.)


A pizza delivery guy can get to your house faster than an ambulance?

Doctors call what they do "practice"

Abbreviation is such a long word??

You park in a driveway, but drive on the parkway?

Welch's Juice says it's 100% juice, but they have a banana flavor(how do you get juice out of a banana?)

Why do you think??
Help.

(this is not "the post" of the day, but I figure, what the heck, I need something to do. =D )

Music

Today I had band at my school... and something weird happened. Mr. Mackey (our band teacher) didn't blow up at us.
"Why would he blow up at you?"
Long story, so here it goes...
On Sunday, December 14, we had our band concert. Mr. Mackey said he thought we were ready, but to his surprise, we were not. Our band was so horrific, during our third song we stopped and restarted. And if you knew Mr. Mackey, you'd know that was the extreme last resort.
Nothing and I mean nothing was more embarrassing than that.
So today, in our first band class after our "concert" he acted calm and normal. We talked about the concert and he said he's going to work with the band and see if he can't fix a few things. But he didn't blow up.
=O
I was surprised. In fact, I think the whole band was surprised.
I don't think he's ever had a more embarrassing middle school performance.
I don't think I'VE ever had a more embarrassing middle school performance.
All I know is, I'm glad to have Mr. Mackey as my band teacher. He's probably the only one that wouldn't have, and didn't, blow up at us.
So, thank you Mr. Mackey =D

First Post

Every year goes by and I realize I never have had anything like a journal or a diary. I've always wanted one, but never found the time.
This year, I'm planning on posting everyday and seeing if I can make it.
I hope it works...