Day 31: Review

Well, I have some mixed emotions for this project. In the beginning it was a hassle and a pain, then a pain, then a nuisance, then more painful, then kinda neat, then horrid, then interesting and almost fun ( gasp!) and then evil, then it was conspiring with the evil computer, then neat and then I didn't know what to think of it and now------ now it's over. It was, overall, a really neat project, but the "consistency" thing was killing me. Not to mention the procrastination issue, the evil computer issue, the day-is-too-full-i-cant-breathe-i-don't-even-have-time scheduals and the just evilness that was plotting my doom. It was weird and neat but I'm not going to shed many tears over this parting. THE END

Day 30: WOOT!

STUPID COMPUTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My computer has something severly wrong with it, all yestarday it refused to go onto the internet. Stupid dumb thing. >:( Anyway, WOW, I'm done! Yes! Hmm... Faith is still pregnant, my brother is still having girl issues, we lost the seniors, I need chocolate, Yeah, good times. ^^ Anyway... ... ... Some amazing books I've read latly are : Snow, Messanger, Warriors #s 1,2&3, Maximum ride---the angel expirement, Maximum Ride--- School's out -forever, Lightning girl, Code Name Cassandra, Safe House, and Sanctuary. Mwahahahahahahahahaha...cause I can.

Day 29: WoW!

It's Day 29!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! holy cow! That means this is almost technically up! I actually think I'll still post stuff up here...if it's any good...and not just because I have to, like this one...but anyway, yeah. It won't be as often, but I think I'll stay in touch. Will anyone else out there?

Day 28: Colt's Concert

This is pretty late cause we went to my brother's concert. I couldn't even see him for most of the last dances ( yeah, it went from singing on stands to dancing in the middle of the floor) because he was surrounded by tall people. Oh, and when there was a little mistake about which row went were, Mrs. Jones tried discretly mumbling to them that she couldn't be alone in the frount row, and guess what the wonderus bro of mine did? In the middle of a concert and seemingly with his own spotlight, asked her why! [why she couldn't be in the row be herself] EVERYONE heard! But yeah, they did well, and some students in paticular made it fun to watch.

Day 27: Faith--The pregnant one

For all of you viewers who are just tuning in, faith is the pregnant horse of mine who is, as previously stated, pregnant. STILL. But that's okay, I love her a whole bunch. We (my dear mother and I ) went out to check her to see if she'd relinquish the foal yet, and pushed on her poor belly until we woke the foal up and it stared doing some MAJOR kicking. Seriously, you could see her tummy movin in these little sporadic jolts and if your head was there, well, it felt like someone punching you with a couple comforters and a quilt in between. You still kind of were like "wow, that could have really hurt". I love my girl^^ <3 We think that she might , as of right now, not be making milk 'cause she's dehydrated semi bad. I took a chunk of mineral block and gave it to her, forced her to eat some, and then took her to the water and attempted to make her drink. Then I might have stuck the hose partially into her mouth to further encourage her to drink...but if i did it was in her best interest! And she directed a good amount of water at me----or at least she would have, if I really did that, and I'm still not sayin I did. Anyway, I love her lots and hope she has the bab(ies) ok. No, I don't know what she was bred to or when her exact due date was. I'd love for there to be twins EXCEPT that twins usually don't make it (90% of the time!!!!!!!!!!!!) and sometimes they bring the mamma down with them. So.......................................... evertbody should keep her in your thoughts.

Day 26: Rant

I officially hate men (people in general, but specially men) wielding weed eaters. I do not dive a donkey's rear about them "trying to help, and it's the thought that counts" . I Don't care. I'm starting to hope it rains consistently from now until schools out because every weekend I spend working on outside stuff, clean up, or hay, or horses or other stuff. EVERY SINGLE ONE SINCE IT GOT REMOTELY WARM. I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's really upsetting me because I can't just, ya know, chill. I went to the slam yesterday but afterwards? You guessed it, I had more work to do. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! It really isn't my mom, it's kind of one of her friends trying to help. Did I mention how much I hater people trying to help? Any way, it seems like nothing can wait, I mean seriosly, how much more school is left? Can't it wait? I mean, I still have homework to do, I don't need to worry about what plants are being chopped to pieces now. And that's kind of what this started on, the guy mutalated my beloved Irises. My favorite flower ever! And they're mostly chopped into tiny little pieces. I already warned you, I'm ranting. I really don't want any comments, because I'll kill the person who tells me I'm supposed to be good and help or the next person who gives sympathy because A- you don't mean it and B- I hate pity.

Day 25: Slam Festival

Fist, I want to apologize for not putting this up Saturday, I thought I did, but I guess my computer was being evil and eating the file. I have a lunch box that's out for blood and a backpack that eats people, so maybe it was taking a page from their books. Anyway...

The Slam Festival was so awesome!!! I had never had a chance to see Bel Air or Edgewood, but they were amazing. In my opinion though, Edgewood was more so. There were some amazing poems, like the " Drop dead Gorgeous" one and the one were the girl was counting down. North Harford won today, it was cool