Thursday, January 18, 2007

Sniff, sniff. Hm.

Today we didn't have our Civics class in our classroom, instead we migrated to the one next to us, which was empty because that class had workshop or lab or something.
Anyway, we went because the teacher couldn't stand the smell of the perfume an unknown culprit spritzed all over our room. I think she should be thankful, because last time they sprayed coughing stuff and we all piled into the hall hacking for our lives.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Smunday

I was all happy and had that nice morning freshness feeling when I suddenly realized it's past 1:30 and I have homework that's due tomorrow.
I hate it when that happens.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

My dog is better at martial arts than I am

Well, It's been 13 days since the year started, and not much has happened yet.
Oh, wait, something happened: my dog punched me in the face. I was next to her, and she paws the air sometimes when she sits in her chair, so she was there, pawing away, twenty centimeters away from my face and then- I have no idea how- she reached out really far and brought down her paw on my cheek. Some people might say it was a scratch and not a punch, but it was. It was a doggy-punch. And it hurt, but I don't think Maxie noticed, because she wasn't looking at me.
On another note, my mom bought me Froot Loops, yay! I haven't had any Froot Loops for ages, and I haven't had a proper bowl of them for years. I connect Froot Loops with my early(ish) childhood, when my mom would make porridge for my sisters and me. We would form a sort of porridge mountain in the middle of our bowls, and pur milk around it to form an island. Then we would bury yellow Froot Loops (I don't remember if it was a few or just one, I'll have to ask my sisters) to represent the treasure, and use green ones as palm trees. It was Treasure Island. I remember I used to love that. Hm... I think I might have been four, maybe three. I don't know, it was before we moved, and then I was four.
Happy days.