March 14, 2005

What an awful day!

Actually, it wasn’t really very bad, but I feel sad about missing the first day of the Feast – especially when boh of my best friends are there. Also, I found out today that I am not going to finish driver’s ed until Wednesday; therefore I won’t get my license until Thursday at the earliest. Also, I have a piano lesson on Friday. All these things add up to make it very hard for
me to be at the Feast very long.

That said, I did have a nice driver’s ed class today. We (the students) had a quiz to prepare us for the test on Wednesday, and I got a score of 98. I told the girl I was sitting next to that I had five siblings, and she was so totally shocked.

Ben sent me some more stories for the Vivacious Perspicacious Wordsmiths blog. His stories are more like essays, and mine are more like fairy tales. I feel positively silly when I read his, but then I remind myself that I am a unique person with a unique style and my stories make me laugh anyway!

March 10, 2005

Frustration

I have a very good reason for not posting in a while; in fact, I have several. First of all: I've been sick for most of the week and am just getting better now. Second: when I was just about to send a post two days ago, the power went out. Third: when I tried again the next day, my almost brand new modem had stopped working! It still isn't. I'm using Mama's computer to write this post. I am so mad. I payed for that modem myself, and it worked wonderfully for the two weeks I had it. I'm hoping the manufacturer will replace it, but we'll see.

March 07, 2005

Just wondering...

How about everyone who reads this blog except Melody and my sisters and Ben comments on this post to say hi so I can get an idea of who reads my blog?

New Blog!

Yes, you read the title right. You are probably thinking I am a very fickle blogger, but the new blog is not just any blog: it's a story blog! Ben H. and I teamed up to do it, and it's been very fun so far (we started it 2 days ago). The address is http://gr8writers.blogspot.com.

We had a snowball fight today. Everyone started ganging up on me just because I picked up a shovel, and while I concentrated on warding off Cara and Bria, Ryan kept putting huge snowballs down my neck. It's annoying when someone is smaller than you just by a little bit, because that person can do things to you that you could never do to him without getting punished. Sigh. The annoying thing was that it took Bria a while to convince me to go out and when I did I wished I hadn't after a while. Sigh. Now I'm all wet and I have tons of school to do and I would have one half hour less if I didn't go.

March 04, 2005

My Day by Aaron

I had a fairly eventful day. I spent most of the morning doing my math (I studied "Two Special Triangles"--45-45-90 and 30-60-90--and memorized their trigonometric functions) and my piano (a super-long Bach suite), and in the meantime, I downloaded a few songs I bought the other day. I made a CD of my favorite songs from musicals, and Bria and I listened to the songs on the way to and from my lessons. I had a great lesson (my teacher told me I didn't have to keep working on the super-long Bach suite unless I wanted too!!) and a fun time singing along to my new CD in the car. We don't have a CD player in our car, so I borrowed Cara's CD walkman and attached a small pair of speakers to it. They are SO quiet that Bria and I had to hold them to our ears as she drove. There's something just plain fun about singing "Well's Fargo Wagon" and "Wouldn't It Be Loverly" your very loudest while you're out driving. We stopped at McDonald's and got some McFlurrys (which were excellent, by the way). I had Oreo and Bria had M&M. ANYWAY......

When we got home Cara, Bria, Ryan, Duncan, and I all watched Anne of Avonlea together. Cara worked on a hat she was knitting most of the time we were watching, and she let me finish it for her. I made an adorable little pompom for the top of it. It was a fashion statement.

Well I should go get some shut-eye. It's *yawn, look at the clock, sit up with a jolt, and scramble for bed* almost midnight.