I cnduo't bvleiee taht I culod aulaclty uesdtannrd waht I was rdnaieg. Unisg the icndeblire pweor of the hmuan mnid, aocdcrnig to rseecrah at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mttaer in waht oderr the lterets in a wrod are, the olny irpoamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rhgit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whoutit a pboerlm. Tihs is bucseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey ltteer by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Aaznmig, huh? Yaeh and I awlyas tghhuot slelinpg was ipmorantt! See if yuor fdreins can raed tihs too.

 Aesmwoe, rgiht ?!

 Hola, party people! How's life? Goodish I hope! As you have probably figured out I am in  a rather good mood (about time). Only 16 school days left until I leave for summer in Brazil! Just kidding there. I am not going on vacation to Brazil, but rather michigan and California where my grandparents live. I'm going to China too, though in the fall. My life is currently in a state of woo-hoo! I am also excited for the Florida Folk Festival which is in two weeks I think. I feel like loving life and reading and climbing trees! 
Helloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo World!!!!!!!

So. The oil spill. I would be happy right now if not for the knowlage that some idiodic, blood sucking oil company have a). let the oil spill happen in the first place and b). have not capped it yet and c). are probably not going to clean up as much as they should. It's truly horrible. It will hit the Everglades and can go all the way to the Gulf Stream. It will mess up so many ecosystems that nothing will ever be the same for centuries and it will probably cause a few extinctions. I mean the Exxon/Valdez spill happened 21 years ago, was just as bad and you can still dig up some dirt in that area of Alaska and find it soaked with crude oil. 21 years and it's still not back to normal by any means. And this spill will probably wind up being worse! It is truly horrible.

How come whenever I post something on here it is depressing?

   Hi everyone! I am supposed to be doing my math homework, but I'm feeling like everything is about to come crashing around my ears so I guess I am just doing comfort....blogging? I guess so. Wow. That is just kinda weird. Anyhow, I'm supposedly doing my math homework but it is annoying me. I seem to be annoyed a lot lately. But the subject of my math homework is quantifiably irritating. We are doing the reflection, translation and rotation unit which would be okay if it wasnt't both hard and boring, not to mention I will never use it in real life. I mean when in life will I ever need to know the formula for sliding a trapazoid (-2,4) units across a coordinate plane? 100% useless I tell you. I want to have some kind of a job with plants when I grow up, and I'm pretty sure that I will never need to know how to reflect something so it's negative.

  If anybody doesn't want to here me rant I suggest they quit reading soon, or skip ahead. I am, like I said, in a complain-y mood (is that a word? I don't think so). Anyway, I go to a horrible school I don't want to be at and I could swim in the lists of homework I have. I think that any moment my brain will simply go poof and explode in a small cloud of dust. Angst! It is really horrible how I can't do anything fun anymore. My mom asks "Do you want to go for a bike ride?" or " We should go skating sometime" and I have to say no because I have two more homework assignments that are due tomorrow and it's 7:00p.m.
And it's not my fault that it's not done, because the past few days i;d been doing the other homework due today. So I feel like I'm letting my mom down and myself down and then feel like my mom is guilt tripping me even though I know she isn't and on and on, etcetera etcetera....

   Anyway, I am just kind of miserable.

   Sorry about that last 'grrr' post everyone. I was just kinda p.o.ed and it was late and I was anxious irritable and cranky. I'm still a bit of all those bu I retract those statements. Sorry!!

   Okay, so I got lice. We discovered this on Saturday and treated it but have been checking it regularly. I am proud to say I am almost 100% louse-free! Ain't that terrific? But there are several steps to de-lice yourself and one of them is the combing. You have to comb through every strand of hair on your head, and seeing as my hair is over two feet long that took forever and a lot of energy on my mom's part. And you have to comb through once a week for a couple weeks, so that was going to be an extra long, drawn out process. The obvious solution was to cut it, something I had been considering for a while.

   The cutting was huge. First my mom wasn't going to cut it that night, but than she wasn't because she was so tired from all the anti-lice treatment. But we finally decided to cut it that night
. I am very proud of myself because I donated About 19 inches to locks of love! Locks of Love is a nonprofit organization that takes donated hair and turns it into wigs for people who have lost their hair to diseases and cancer. For more info, go to www.locksoflove.com

   Short hair now! It feels way different, but I won't go into that because I have to go to bed.

Annoyance! Annoyance! Annoyance! I am in a 3 person group in language arts. Last Tuesday we were assigned 8 words to define and 7 of them needed sentances to go with. seems easy right? NOT! We did all the work in class but then realized that we had to type them up and didn't have the time in class to do so. We decided that the best course of action would be to give each other our email addresses and do it at home. I felt like being nice and wasn't sure that the others (no names) would do the one definition/sentence so I did the one that had 5 def. and 4 sentences; I also offered to do the combining of all the different parts. So on Wednsday afternoon I email everyone in my group. One responds that evening with some weird code at the bottom of the message. Maybe this is the type up he did, myabe not. So I email him back about it and he never replies. I email the other one again and he is still not responding. I email them both again and they still don't respond. I mean good greif! What do I have to do, jump up and down in front of them holding signs that say "Give me the words" and have fireworks explode over my head?!

Wednsdays!!! They are my least favorite day of the week. Take that back. They tie with mondays when I realize I have to get up and it isn't the weekend anymore. Oh great, now I'm all depressed.

But Wednsday really sucks. We have all eight classes on Wednsday, so I have to carry a ton of stuff that I can hardly lift. But we get out early and usually don't get too much homework (Insane Quantities of Homework: a trait of the school. I refuse to call it my school) so it is okay in some ways. Okay, Monday is worse than Wednsday. 

P.S. My first post! : )