Today at camp, for an activity, we were going to make sugar cookies from scratch! Only four people signed up: my friend, two other guys, and I. One of the guys was in charge of the recipe and measuring. The rest of us just put everything in and mixed it. The only thing I actually got to do was put in 1 cup of flour, which kinda stunk, but whatever. The counseler put the cookies in the oven and we hung out until they were done cooling.
When they were done, the counseler told my friend and me to try one to make sure it was cooked all the way through. he cookies really did smell amazing. The whole camp smelled good from it, actually. I tried it. It was the worst cookie I've ever had. (That's probably because cookies aren't supposed to be bad). The counseler asked us how the sugar cookies were. I told her to try it. She made a twisted face, most likely the same expression I was wearing, along with my friend. She told another counseler to try it and he said it was worse than playdough. It was. It tasted like dog biscuits. Not that I'd know. And you know what the kid in charge of the recipe forgot? It's pretty ironic.
He forgot to add the sugar to the sugar cookies.
Yep! That's it for today! Bye!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Creeper!
Yesterday, my family went to this restaurant that's part of Jordan's Furniture. At the table next to us, this guy who was probably 4 or 5 years older than me, (somewhere in high school) was sitting with this other girl who was probably his girlfriend. The only reason I noticed him was because he was staring at our table. You know that feeling when you can just tell that someone is staring at you? That's what I felt and I looked over. And he was staring at me. It was wicked creepy. Super creepy. And also when we finished eating, we got ice cream and sat down somewhere. He was there, sitting next to us, again. And yep he was staring at me, again. I tried to ignore him and enjoy myself, but it was too hard, almost impossible.
We also went to the beach yesterday, but the water was cold. And when I say cold I mean cold cold. It was like the water had been swirling around the polar ice caps recently, which it could've been actually. It hurt my feet just standing there for less than a minute. But I went in anyway which was almost suicidal. The beach was really crowded, but guess how many other people there were in the water (besides my brother and I)? That's right- 0. But we both went swimming which was actually pretty stupid. After about 5 minutes in the water, I got out and realized that my hands turned blue besides my fingers which were white. I would've gotten out of the ocean sooner if I had realized sooner which I didn't because my hands lost their sense of feeling. After I got out, my hands didn't turn completely normal until about 45 minutes later. In between that I got pins and needles, then numbness, then soreness, then normal. So basically, don't go swimming in water that feels pretty cold. Especially if you're skinny, because if you don't have enough fat to keep you warm and bad things might happen.
Yep, so bye!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
We also went to the beach yesterday, but the water was cold. And when I say cold I mean cold cold. It was like the water had been swirling around the polar ice caps recently, which it could've been actually. It hurt my feet just standing there for less than a minute. But I went in anyway which was almost suicidal. The beach was really crowded, but guess how many other people there were in the water (besides my brother and I)? That's right- 0. But we both went swimming which was actually pretty stupid. After about 5 minutes in the water, I got out and realized that my hands turned blue besides my fingers which were white. I would've gotten out of the ocean sooner if I had realized sooner which I didn't because my hands lost their sense of feeling. After I got out, my hands didn't turn completely normal until about 45 minutes later. In between that I got pins and needles, then numbness, then soreness, then normal. So basically, don't go swimming in water that feels pretty cold. Especially if you're skinny, because if you don't have enough fat to keep you warm and bad things might happen.
Yep, so bye!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Carnival
Yesterday, I met a bunch of friends at the carnival that comes to our town at the same time every year. We all had a blast. It was bracelet night, so you could buy a bracelet for $20 and go on any ride as many times as you want until the place closed at 10:00 pm. We went on all the fun rides twice, and we also went on some interesting little kid rides. Like the train that goes around in a circle twice and then you get off. I didn't see what was so great about that one though.
There was one ride that was closed though. It was still being put up, so nobody could go on it, obviously. It's called the Zipper, if you've ever heard of it. One of my friends had been so excited about going on, because I told her about it before. She was really disappointed when they said it wouldn't be finished yesterday. So was just about everyone else who liked the ride last year, or is daring enough to try.
Also, just one more negative thing for today (I think), I now realize why the Chinese used to use water dripping on your forehead as a torture device. When I went on the Dragon Wagon ride (the mini rollercoaster thing for kids) with 3 of my friends, water kept dripping on me. It hadn't even rained recently. I just was sitting there, and about every 5 seconds it would drip on my arm or my head. I pushed my friend over as much as I could, and I was still dripped on. We were sitting there for 6 or 7 minutes too, and I screamed because it was just so freaking irritating! When the ride started, I was relieved. But there was no point in being relieved, because every single time we went around it dripped on me. I'm not even exaggerating. I'm pretty sure I was overreacting, but every time it dripped, I spazzed out. The little 5-year-old-looking girl sitting behind me was staring at me. Hehe, oops.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
There was one ride that was closed though. It was still being put up, so nobody could go on it, obviously. It's called the Zipper, if you've ever heard of it. One of my friends had been so excited about going on, because I told her about it before. She was really disappointed when they said it wouldn't be finished yesterday. So was just about everyone else who liked the ride last year, or is daring enough to try.
Also, just one more negative thing for today (I think), I now realize why the Chinese used to use water dripping on your forehead as a torture device. When I went on the Dragon Wagon ride (the mini rollercoaster thing for kids) with 3 of my friends, water kept dripping on me. It hadn't even rained recently. I just was sitting there, and about every 5 seconds it would drip on my arm or my head. I pushed my friend over as much as I could, and I was still dripped on. We were sitting there for 6 or 7 minutes too, and I screamed because it was just so freaking irritating! When the ride started, I was relieved. But there was no point in being relieved, because every single time we went around it dripped on me. I'm not even exaggerating. I'm pretty sure I was overreacting, but every time it dripped, I spazzed out. The little 5-year-old-looking girl sitting behind me was staring at me. Hehe, oops.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
SCHOOL'S OUT!
YAY! School ended yesterday and I'm so happy! Seventh grade has gone by the slowest so far (just in school).
I kinda think that it's stupid that the last day was a half day on a Monday. It's pretty pointless. Also, in Social Studies, we had to do work. Work. On the last day of school. How cruel can you teachers get? I'll answer for you: pretty damn cruel. I'm still really happy that school's over.
For my hedgehogs vs porcupines compare and contrast I got 103%! (I got 3 extra points for turning it in on time because pretty much everyone forgets.) Alot of the essays I had to write this year where I could choose the topic were about hedgehogs and my english teacher commented about that. She thinks I'm trying to be funny, but I just write about what I want to write about.
Yeah, so bye!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
I kinda think that it's stupid that the last day was a half day on a Monday. It's pretty pointless. Also, in Social Studies, we had to do work. Work. On the last day of school. How cruel can you teachers get? I'll answer for you: pretty damn cruel. I'm still really happy that school's over.
For my hedgehogs vs porcupines compare and contrast I got 103%! (I got 3 extra points for turning it in on time because pretty much everyone forgets.) Alot of the essays I had to write this year where I could choose the topic were about hedgehogs and my english teacher commented about that. She thinks I'm trying to be funny, but I just write about what I want to write about.
Yeah, so bye!
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Thursday, June 10, 2010
School Spirit! (or not)
Today we had a field day for my middle school. Oh joy. It was supposed to be some spirit thing, where there are three teams, (red, white, and black- our school colors) and we all have to wear our color. I was put on the black team, but I don't actually have any black shirts, and I just got rid of my only black sweatshirt. But my friend, who's dresses goth, had no problem. Maybe I should've borrowed one of her shirts. Actually, today, she wore her only non-black shirt, which I thought was kinda funny.
Anyway, I wore a peach shirt and a white sweatshirt, so alot of people thought I was on the white team. When we were getting into our groups, I couldn't find my group leader. There were 10 groups on each color team, and each group had a sign with the number on it. I was wandering around the fields, looking for group 10, my group, but it wasn't anywhere around where it was supposed to be. I saw my friends who were on the white team, and they tried to get me into their group, but another guy from my homeroom was in my group too, and we were looking together, so I couldn't. The principle was walking around too and he asked us if we needed help finding our group. He checked hi list for group 10, but said that he couldn't find it. We wandered around some more for another few minutes and came to the back of the field where the groups WEREN'T supposed to be, but we checked anyway. And, you guessed it (I think), group 10 was there. Urgh. I was really annoyed right then. I still have no freaking idea why, since the principle said we had to be on one of the front fields.
We played some really boring games, and waited for other groups to finish their games. The black team lost most of the games, so it didn't really boost the school spirit, at least not onour team. We sort of gave up a bit less than halfway. We also had the least people with our color shirts. Oops. Nobody is ever with their friends, so it's never fun. They also mix the grades, and a teacher was assigned to each group, and I got this really mean eighth grade teacher, while my sixth grade brother was put in the group with my awesome science teacher. I'm jealous.
Well, this was basically just to say how much our school spirit sucks. So, bye, I guess.
Anyway, I wore a peach shirt and a white sweatshirt, so alot of people thought I was on the white team. When we were getting into our groups, I couldn't find my group leader. There were 10 groups on each color team, and each group had a sign with the number on it. I was wandering around the fields, looking for group 10, my group, but it wasn't anywhere around where it was supposed to be. I saw my friends who were on the white team, and they tried to get me into their group, but another guy from my homeroom was in my group too, and we were looking together, so I couldn't. The principle was walking around too and he asked us if we needed help finding our group. He checked hi list for group 10, but said that he couldn't find it. We wandered around some more for another few minutes and came to the back of the field where the groups WEREN'T supposed to be, but we checked anyway. And, you guessed it (I think), group 10 was there. Urgh. I was really annoyed right then. I still have no freaking idea why, since the principle said we had to be on one of the front fields.
We played some really boring games, and waited for other groups to finish their games. The black team lost most of the games, so it didn't really boost the school spirit, at least not onour team. We sort of gave up a bit less than halfway. We also had the least people with our color shirts. Oops. Nobody is ever with their friends, so it's never fun. They also mix the grades, and a teacher was assigned to each group, and I got this really mean eighth grade teacher, while my sixth grade brother was put in the group with my awesome science teacher. I'm jealous.
Well, this was basically just to say how much our school spirit sucks. So, bye, I guess.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
--Some Random Kid With No Life
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Hedgehogs vs Porcupines
I had to write a compare and contrast essay in English class a couple days ago. I chose to write about hedgehogs and porcupines, because alot of people mix them up. Just so you know, hedgehogs are WAY better, even though porcupines sleep in trees and can cause more pain. Hedgehogs are so much cuter though. Especially my hedgehog. Her name is Mocha. Her running wheel kept squeaking, though, and it kept me up all last night... Well this is not really about domestic pet hedgehogs anyway. More like the ones that live in the wild.
Yeah, so here's my essay:
Many people belive that hedgehogs and porcupines are the same thing. Those people are very wrong. Hedgehogs and porcupines are similaar in many ways, but have many differences at the same time.
First of all, the appearence of hedgehogs and porcupines is distinctly different, but they share some physical traits too. The size of the european hedgehogs is about the same size as a very small porcupine. But usually, hedgehogs are much than porcupines and range in sizes from five to sixteen inches. Porcupines,on the other hand, are on average twenty-eight inches long, full grown. The color of both a european hedgehog and a porcupine is about the same dark brown color. Different type of hedgehogs are different colors, so there are a variety of hedgehog colors. Porcupines, however are usually only dark brown. One of the biggest similarities between them is that they both have quills. Hedgehog quills are different from thosse of a porcupine, because they are usually much shorter. They also start at about the forehead, go across the back of the hedgehog, and stop before the tail. For a porcupine, hte quills are moch longer, and they grow all over the porcupine except for its belly.
The appearence of them isn't the only way to tell a hedgehog and porcupine apart. They also can live in different places. Althogh they both can live in the forest, hedgehogs also live in other places, such as African deserts, while porcupines live primarily in the forest. Hedgehogs and porcupines are also both nocternal, and sleep in hidden places. Porcupines prefer sleeping high up in trees, while hedgehogs sleep in burrows or bushes. They both eat what they can find for edible vegitation. In addition to that, hedgehogs also eat allot of insects, slugs, and grubs. Porcupines are herbivores, so they do not eat bugs.
The danger and defense of hedgehogs and porcupines can also compare and contrast. They can both be very dangerous to any creature that they see as a threat to them, although porcupines tend to do more damage to the predator than hedgehogs. Hedgehogs curl up in a little ball, pulling their skin tight, making every single pointy quill stand on end. Porcupines havve quills that easily deatch, and they can slap their tails against predators, causing quills to stick into the skin of the attacker. One other major difference that most people overlook is the fact that hedgehogs and porcupines aren't even in the same family. Porcupines are rodents because how their jaws and teeth are built. Hedgehogs are actually rodent-looking insectivores because they eat bugs and their teeth are made for more heavy-duty work.
Hedgehogs and porcupines have many ways to tell them apart. But even though there are many differences, it isn't very hard to tell why some people might mistake them for the same type of animal.
So... It's not really my best, but I kinda wrote it late at night. Well now you know the difference between hedgehogs and porcupines (if you even read it).
I only had to look up some of the information about porcupines. All of the hedgehog information I already knew.
Porcupine
Hedgehog
So, which one is cuter? Hedgehog for me. The picture of the porcupine was the cutest porcupine picture I could find.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
-Some Random Kid With No Life
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Hatchet! Argh!
About an hour after I put up the last post about my nerdyness, and my hatred for books they make me read in school, like Hatchet, I went to Barnes & Noble for the next book in the Maximum Ride series. When I was there, guess what I saw... You probably didn't actually guess, but whatever. Well, I saw a whole cardboard shelf thing of Hatchet books! Argh! Hate it! Hate it! Hate it! Then a couple minutes later, when I was walking back past the horrid shelf of Hatchet books to give it a nice death glare, I saw this girl, about my age run over to the shelf and she said something like, "Ooh! I love Gary Paulsen! Hatchet is his best book!"
Good for her, really. To have the patience to read that whole book, let alone like it was really something.
No offense to any Hatchet fans. I guess it's just a personal preference. I'm just on of the people who really didn't like it.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
-Some Random Kid With No Life
Good for her, really. To have the patience to read that whole book, let alone like it was really something.
No offense to any Hatchet fans. I guess it's just a personal preference. I'm just on of the people who really didn't like it.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
-Some Random Kid With No Life
School- UGH! So BORING!
Number of hours of sleep I got last night: 8.
Number of classes I fell asleep in: 5.
(Math, English, History, Spanish, and Study Hall)
This proves that just because I get all A's and am considered a nerd by just about everyone but my mother- yeah my dad thinks I'm a nerd too - doesn't mean that I love school and math and homework and tests. I actually don't usually finish my homework untill on the bus the morning it's due or in homeroom. I don't even study. Ever.
One thing I do like though, is reading. I actually love reading if it isn't some boring book for homework, like a couple years ago I had to read Hatchet. I skipped several chapters in the middle too, and it was still terrible. My favorite part was when Brian was stabbed by the porcupine. Go spiky friends! But hedgehogs are still better. Anyway, I hated the character, Brian. Actually he's the only character which makes it so much worse. We also had to read The Pearl by John Steinbeck. Hated that one too. It wasn't as bad as Hatchet was though. Well, yeah you get the point. I really love books when I can choose what book I want to read and when I can put the book away whenever I want.
Right now I'm reading the series Maximum Ride. I highly reccomend it. I'm almost halfway through book five. Good books.
Yeah, well, I mostly wrote this to prove that some nerds hate school too, but I kinda contributed to the other side of the argument when I started talking about books and reading... Oh well.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
-Some Random Kid With No Life
Number of classes I fell asleep in: 5.
(Math, English, History, Spanish, and Study Hall)
This proves that just because I get all A's and am considered a nerd by just about everyone but my mother- yeah my dad thinks I'm a nerd too - doesn't mean that I love school and math and homework and tests. I actually don't usually finish my homework untill on the bus the morning it's due or in homeroom. I don't even study. Ever.
One thing I do like though, is reading. I actually love reading if it isn't some boring book for homework, like a couple years ago I had to read Hatchet. I skipped several chapters in the middle too, and it was still terrible. My favorite part was when Brian was stabbed by the porcupine. Go spiky friends! But hedgehogs are still better. Anyway, I hated the character, Brian. Actually he's the only character which makes it so much worse. We also had to read The Pearl by John Steinbeck. Hated that one too. It wasn't as bad as Hatchet was though. Well, yeah you get the point. I really love books when I can choose what book I want to read and when I can put the book away whenever I want.
Right now I'm reading the series Maximum Ride. I highly reccomend it. I'm almost halfway through book five. Good books.
Yeah, well, I mostly wrote this to prove that some nerds hate school too, but I kinda contributed to the other side of the argument when I started talking about books and reading... Oh well.
HEDGEHOGS ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!
-Some Random Kid With No Life
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
This Blog Really Isn't About Dancing Bananas...(how dumb would that be?)
Yo!
Anyone who is reading this is probably gonna get pretty bored pretty fast. I don't really have anything to do right now except homework (ugh), and read. And blog, but isn't that what I'm doing now? And it's raining so it's not like I can even go out side to do homework or read or blog. Unless I want to get wet. Or struck by lightening. Which I really don't.
So uh, bye I guess!
Anyone who is reading this is probably gonna get pretty bored pretty fast. I don't really have anything to do right now except homework (ugh), and read. And blog, but isn't that what I'm doing now? And it's raining so it's not like I can even go out side to do homework or read or blog. Unless I want to get wet. Or struck by lightening. Which I really don't.
So uh, bye I guess!
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