What kind of a world do we live in where you have to get up at 6:30 in the morning to go to a two hour swimming practice from 7 to 9. But here's the kicker, during the summer vacation.(Pause for dramatic effect.)
Summer vacation is a time of rest for pete's sake!
I M ANGRY
By the way if you have any ideas for a bestselling New York Times Book, please comment about it.
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Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
50's Hair
when ever I was about to go to school mom would always say comb your hair! now we are in the summer and I can do anything I want with my hair like the 50's hair( one of my favorites) here are the photos (I am going to do a afroe and elvis hair )
when I was fixing my hair the comb got stuck, Henry grabbed the camera and took a picture.Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
sam and I in friendship
sam and I have had a awesome friendship. today I played a game called ATV Ofroad Fury 2(that I borrowed from my uncle)and that brought a lot of memories on how Sam proclaimed a couple of hills his.Oh and sam and I did some awesome stunts like: scorpion ,indian, cliff hanger ,and no footed can can.But anyaways Iv'e got some pictures of me and Sam.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Obsessions
I find myself often switching hobbies. I get bored of things and that is why I don't blog alot. I lose interest. I move on. I often find myself starting something and never finishing it. Like blogging. I think that is why I love reading so much. there are always new stories, new adventures, new excitement. If you find a hobby that I will be interested in, call me. But I really doubt that you'll be able to find one.
I have never been obsessed with anything. I don't really have any hobbies. Sometimes I wish that I could be more passionate, just so I don't suddenly stop like I do with blogging. I lose interest. I move on.
I have never been obsessed with anything. I don't really have any hobbies. Sometimes I wish that I could be more passionate, just so I don't suddenly stop like I do with blogging. I lose interest. I move on.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Steak and Cake (my first rhyming words)
One day (if your wondering this is a true story seriosly) My uncle was having a birthday, he invited me to it. my other uncle( don't worry I will be using this word many times so be ready) was taking me to his birthday party. we were the last to arrive.my other uncle asked me what I wanted, I looked.The only thing that I saw(that I liked was steak. Then kirk(my other uncle)said well, there's some cake.I imediatly yell...
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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
the new discovery 3
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