Note to self

Just in case nobody new, it's REALLY gross when people blow their nose at the table. Specifically while people are eating. This has now happened to me WAY too many times. It must end now! I would prefer it if nobody ever blew their nose, but then I think of the effect of that.... yuck.

-Rolls eyes-

There seems to be some suspicions about what the "health thing" is about. It's about colored personalities. Once I get all the information then I'll share it all with you. It's all very interesting. It's not gross....
-.-

Bean the Fly Slayer

That's me! I wasn't going to post because I was waiting for something, but I decided to post anyway. That doesn't make much sense. We're learning something in health, and I want to post about it, but I don't have enough information about it. There, that's better.
I HATE DBQs and Thematic essays. They are the two worst things ever. I think I have to do one by Tuesday. Hmm. I should find out.
Good news! James posted!
And I'll give you a preview of what the Health thing is about. Some people might be able to tell what I'm talking about. I am blue and yellow.

News

So I was reading Sis. P-kins blog. Specifically a post about James. Reading, reading, reading, STOP! Utter-shock. James and I... have the same nickname: Bean. Holy cow! Totally excited. -High five- James and I are too cool for school! WE WIN!

Oh look!

I now remember that I wanted to put some of my poems on the blog.
I wrote this poem last year. We were given a plethora of objects, and had to choose one to write a poem about. I chose the lemon.

Is it magic,

how you turn something so sour,

into something oh so sweet?

To turn a little lemon,

into a delightful treat?

To take a bunch of lemons,

and turn it to lemonade?

This magic is so wonderful,

we should throw a big parade.

The people who work this magic,

should win a Nobel prize.

Because these things we eat so much,

are really lemons in disguise!

Hmm. I've written better. Like this one! I wrote this one right before I went to girls camp.

I don't like long trips, I don't like them one bit.
That's just too long, for having to rest and sit.
I get a little car sick, and a bit anxious too.
These long car trips are hard to get through.
So for this whole thing, you're gonna have to wish me good luck.
For I have a feeling I'm going to up-chuck.
Don't get me wrong, this is all very fun.
But I'll be glad, when this is all said and done.
I'll be back on Saturday, too tired to stand.
My hair all messed up, and a bag in my hand.
I'll go straight to bed, never wishing to wake.
I won't even wake up, if there is an earthquake.
I have to get going now, away to my death.
I can't think of a next line that goes with death.

Ha ha ha.

Victory is truly half mine!

For a while there has been a contest on another blog. This was the contest: http://thederbyrose.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-some-creative-help.html. My entry was "Angel wings and little things" So here are the results: http://thederbyrose.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-winner-is.html. Of course, only half of my entry won. But that's good enough for me!

Prepare yourself

Exactaly 3 months until my birthday. Get ready!

Victory?

I killed it!!! I win! What I did was I trapped it in the bathroom. Then I stepped on it. To tell you the truth, I felt a tad remorseful about it. I'll spare you the details of what actually happened, but it was kinda evil. I don't miss it, but I still feel bad. :'(
We had good times together.

Evil beings

We have a super fly. Seriously, every time it gets near me I stop everything I'm doing to try and kill it. I could have sworn that flies only live for 24 hours. That might be true for most flies, but not this one. Ergo SUPER fly. I'm thinking of ways to kill the fly when in the car today I remember Sis M-tez's technique... vacuuming them. I know, I'm as shocked as you are. I would love to vacuum this evil fly, but there are three reasons why I shouldn't do this. One: Our vacuum is way too bulky to run around the house with. Two: I would probably break everything in the house trying to catch the fly. Three: I would act like a total fanatic and people at the bus stop would question my sanity.
So you see my problem. What I really want is for the fly to drop dead. But I think that's out of the question.

Disney Laughs

Fake laughter hurts!

If you know anybody who has been suffering from Disney Laughter Disorder (DLD) please contact this number: (123)-456-7890. Someone you may know might be diagnosed with Dumb Show That Was Never Funny Disease (DSTWNFD).

This is something serious and should not be handled lightly.

(Fake number... Don't call.)

I only know of two...

I too like the smell of skunk, it relaxes me. Okay, so maybe not the first whiff. But with the second intake of breath, I get very calmed. I only know of one other person who shares my admiring of this smell.
I don't know if that's how the other few people view it, but I like it.
So hooray for skunks and their self defensive smelliness!

Welcome Home

Hey everyone! Look, tis a blog! This is nifty. WHAT am I going to do with this whole thing?! This will be great when I have nothing to do with a free period. Awesome. I would be more excited, but I'm pretty tired. And I actually have a lot to do. Hmm. I should probably get to work on that. Like my flowers?