I blame the pumpkin pie....

As you all probably know, tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day. One of the days of the year where we all break out our loose jeans to get ready for the soon to be expanding stomach.
Well, I have made a resolution... to not diet! I am going to go against the supermodel skinny peerpressure and not care that I had 100 too many calories and that I am going to gain a pound the next day, which will then lead to my downward spiral into depression and weight gain where I will then find no man that will love me and end my days on a reality TV show talking about that one extra piece of pumpkin pie that was my demise. No more!!!
I have a system and one glimmer of hope. SHOPPING! I will spend my day after Thanksgiving shopping, walking mile upon mile through stores, burning many glorious calories. And thus creating a whole new excuse for spending money.
 Anywho, have a wonderful calorie filled Thanksgiving Day, and enjoy Black Friday.
                                                                                                                            ~Hannah~

and she shoots!!! and!!!.... she misses....

Have ever noticed that your major school supplies seem to go missing at just the wrong time? your math book was there last night when go got up in the middle of the night and it attempted to wrestle you to the floor and almost won. But, the next morning when you actually need it to study for a really important test, it decides to take a leave of absence and depart from your presence until after 3:30 P.M, where you come home frustrated from almost failing your math test and happen to trip over it. I find it quite a phenomenon. the same goes for any major History and English quizzes too.






A little update on volleyball the season ended last week on a win which was amazing, and I just want to say good job to all the girls on our team, I saw a TON of improvement from the beginning of the season to the end and you were a fabulous team to play with.
now to basketball :D
the season starts in exactly 18 days 7 hours 26 min and 15...14...13..12..11..etc... seconds, and as you can probably tell I am not excited for it at all.... :D :D
as a side note it was so weird going back to a basketball after handling a volleyball for 3 months. And I blame that entirely for the (cough)ten(cough) times it took me to attempt to make a shot. I blame that and the glare that was coming off the floor of the gym for the 10 misses.

high school and survival of the fittest...

Has anyone else ever noticed the phenomenon of the school week?? how on Monday everyone is basking in the glow of three glorious days of sleep and relaxation from the weekend and seems to have forgotten all about Friday and their sleep deprived state???
also you might notice that as the week goes on everyone slowly but shirly starts looking less and less cheerful and starts going into the deep dark sloth of depression only to be brought on by half a week of tests, homework, and attempting to drag a 50 billion pound back pack around, all the while in the back of your mind a  nagging voice drones on and on about how you still have another half a week of school left to survive...
yep, that pretty much sums up my school week...

as a side note did you know that you are supposed to only carry around 10 pounds of stuff in your backpack???   you can imagine the fit of mirth this brought upon me when I heard this... after I got up off the floor attempting to control my laughter, I proceeded to tell the person sharing this useful  information with me that my math book weighs more than that, much less three classes worth of stuff that I have to lug around. And it would be quite impossible for me to carry so little in my backpack unless I hired someone to carry the rest of my load, which wouldn't happen unless they were willing to lug my stuff around for free...

on the subject of volleyball, I LOVE IT!!! I couldn't ask for a better group of girls, they are all amazing, and a ton of fun!
                                                Hannah :)

school and going crazy.... is there a connection...?

I want to start this post by saying sorry for not updating my blog sooner. I was planing on writing a post telling you about my first day of school, and my attempt to adjust to: getting up at 6 A.M, having a social life, and surprise, surprise, doing homework. But between the lack sleep and the shock of actually socializing with people, I was too focused on keeping my sanity to think about blogging. Now to summarize my first week of school,
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ok... I'm better now.


lets just say it was an adjustment....

Now, lets talk about homework. To start off, I will say that I think the people who published my school books have a cruel sense of humor. Example A. my history book. This week I had a number of assignments in history... and lets just say it wasn't pretty. You know the feeling of dread and despair   that creeps up on you whenever you have 10 minutes until you need to go to bed, or else you will resemble a walking dead person the next day? But, you can't find the answer to your last problem.

yep that was me...

 I would stay up until the break of dawn trying to figure out my homework problems and keep some sort of sanity. I think I failed at the sanity part. As the night grew longer and longer I kept picturing the publishers cackling to themselves, coming up with problems for the students to attempt to answer, and giggling gleefully to themselves as they add and remove specific vital information. I can hear them: so Jerry hehe ... think they need the date of Columbus' first expedition??? haw haw Jerry- nope, let them guess giggle giggle that should add a few eye twitches to their school stress repertoire.

As the week grew longer and longer from 5 days of school to what it seemed like a decade, I grew more and more desperate... my mom would ask me to set the table as I was studying for a test  and I would blurt out something along the lines of : Dias sailed along the coast of Africa!!!!... then realize what she asked and shuffle over to the cupboard (while mentally going through the 13 colonies) to grab the plates. I would do this multiple times right before my History test... I wonder if there is a connection...? anyways I need to go do math... later folks.
                                                                                          -Hannah Banana :)

Sleepover?? or awakovers???

I went to a "sleepover" last night. and I have to say, who in the world came up with the name sleepover??? You don't sleep!! you spend the night giggling, (especially after 3 A.M where you are past the point of no return and EVERYTHING is funny) and spontaneously breaking out in Justin Bieber songs and a few dance moves that slightly resemble a dying peacock because you have lost all hand eye coordination from a mixture of caffeine and sleep deprivation.

...a few hours later we attempted a volleyball practice... it wasn't pretty...
We spent the three and a half hours of scheduled practice: falling on our faces, (I felt we should blame it on the floor, maybe it was feeling lonely and needed a hug, you never know), missing balls, (the gravity pull felt a little stronger that day I decided), and randomly regretting the decision to stay up till the break of dawn giggling. A very productive practice I must say.

As a side note: there was a random shirtless dude riding his bike on the school grounds.  He would watch us attempt to play volleyball, ride off, and then come right back. Us girls, in our scheming, professional and very clear minded state- constructed an idea: that maybe we should scare him off. Thus, we started plotting his doom... hehehe...
After we had talked it out- we decided that the next time he showed up, we would all fall face down on the ground, imitating flattened pancakes. How this was supposed to scare him off... no one knows.... unfortunately he didn't show up again, so no one knows if it would have worked or not. (sigh) oh well... I guess we will just have to try it next time.

volletball shorts- putting new meaning to the short in shorts

I start volleyball this Monday, and came up with this great idea. I don't know why I hadn't thought of it earlier!!  It is to... actually not procrastinate- and actually get everything that I need for it today... rather than waiting till Monday and making a mad dash to the store, while attempting to keep my sanity, and some of my image as a calm, cool, and collected person. What is this phenomenon??? Call me crazy, but, I think a frantic redhead running through every sports store in town ranting about volleyball shorts and knee pads might just ruin the image...

Anyways the shorts: I was going through the shorts section in Kohls, and after approximately 50 billion years, I actually found the ones I was told I needed, and proceeded to  show them to my mom. It didn't look too hopeful. Unless of course you take your mom rolling around on the floor, laughing her head off, and wiping tears of mirth from her face, as a good sign. After recovering enough to get off the floor, she stood up, and asked me, what they were, and if it would just save time if she burned them now, then suggested we ask the clerk where the burkas were.

At that point I was losing all hope...

Then the rainbow appeared!!! :D
But not until a few stores later, where we found some shorts that worked, and didn't look like they would make a nun have seizure.

more camping :D :D

I went camping this week with my brother's wives' family, and my family. And I have to say, for the first time my family has EVER camped, it went well.

The highlights of the week I must say were: the SUN!!... smore's... the SUN!!... camp fires... the SUN!!... Tanning!! (or in my case burning)... the SUN!!... jet skiing... and the SUN!!!!! :D. are you starting to see a pattern yet???

Oooo, on the subject of jet skiing I have to say, IT WAS SOOO MUCH FUN!!! It was the first time I had ever ridden one and I had a blast- Though I do feel sorta sorry for the poor people riding with me. For some reason, I thought I would be a cautious driver and go verry slow. But, around the second minute of driving, I fully realized that I had great potential to be a crazy driver and was using my potential to the fullest...

I used my potential so well, in fact, that I dumped the suckers- oops, I mean occupants- that were driving with me twice. I have to confess, I fully enjoyed it, while trying to conceal a grin and a few malicious giggles to myself. (heh heh)

So, as my blogs posts are just not complete without me ranting about the weather a little bit, I will now do so. IT WAS AMMMMMAZING!!!!! I Loved It!!!
the sunshine... the fresh breeze blowing... the blue sky... (sigh) I think I will just die and go to heaven now :)

Now the weather was amazing, the weather's sense of humor.. not so much... Now, as you can probably guess, if you have read my other blog posts, the weather has it out for me...
It stays up late at night giggling evilly to itself, thinking up new ways to torture me, grinning while it plans for then next day.

Now you are probably thinking, "wait a minute.. didn't she just say the weather was amazing..."
And yes, ladies and gents, the weather was amazing. But, not to be outdone by making it sunny, it decided to make me at least a little miserable. (usually the weather just starts making it sporadically start raining cats and dogs when it feels like it, lending a hand to my misery)

Anyways, I was sitting in the car... soaking up the sun, grinning to myself, while listening to my Ipod and overall, in a happy mood. When, all of a sudden, a swarm of dead bugs flew through the window and bestowed themselves upon me in a rather demeaning manner...you can guess how I felt about this phenomenon.

Now you may ask, well, how do you know the weather did it?? I will answer. At what other time would you hear spontaneous evil laughs coming from the sky getting louder and louder each time you attempt to wipe bug guts off your face. It is obvious that it was weather related.
One might also ponder why the bugs were dead. Perhaps they died a moment after they splattered all over me, and came into contact with my glare. Or perhaps it was divine providence or something... One will always wonder.

"Bwahahahahahahahaha"-the weather

I am really bored at the moment so I decided to just randomly pick a subject and go with it.. and what subject got picked...(a moment of silence for suspense)  the weather...

Once again I am going to rant about the oh so wonderful western Washington weather (in case you can't tell, I was being sarcastic)
What brought about this idea to write about the weather you may ask...? Well I was sitting by the window staring outside at the rain, wondering what to write about as a blog post...
Then I was called downstairs to do some chores. Upon returning to my spot of pondering, once again staring out the window,  I wondered what to write about. Then, a sudden realization came over me. It wasn't raining anymore.... In fact it was quite sunny...
After I recovered from this realization, I came upon a second one... if it had only decided to stop raining about an hour earlier, today would have been an amazing sunny day, spent at the beach: soaking up the sun, and swimming my heart out..

but no, because it decided to rain cats and dogs for an hour later than it should have, I get to spend the day wandering aimlessly around the house, cleaning my room for the 20th time, and spontaneously ranting about the weather....

This is yet another glorious example of the weather's malicious sense of humor.

sauntering dogs and obedience school...

I have this dog

He is Wire Terrier/Rat Terrier/Shelty/TERROR!! He does not have a cute and cuddly bone in his body, and his name ironically is, Cuddles. Yes, I know you are probably thinking to yourself, "CUDDLES!? Who names a dog like that Cuddles???" All I have to say in my defense is, I was eight, ok!!??

I saw this furry un-cuddly little thing at age eight and the name that came to my mind was cuddles. It was all I could think at the moment because I was staring up at this tall lady grinning down at me asking what I was going to name my dog....Ugh I hate moments like that

 

 

So now that I have described my dog to you a little bit, I will tell you a little bit about his personality. A prime example would be last night. Picture this, I am yelling at the top of my lungs attempting to call my dog in for the night, and finally I give up with the optimistic idea that he will come to me when I call, and go out to the yard to get him. At the point of seeing me, he just stood there watching me with a grin of his face, no doubt proud of himself, thinking he must of made this master happy, that she would get an extra 200 steps of exercise, then deciding to further my exercise program, ran a few laps around the house while I chased him. After a few decades (or so it felt to me) he grew bored of this, and decided to go sit by the door grinning to himself as I ran panting up to the door, glaring at him and wondering why I had to be blessed with a dog with a distorted sense of humor.

After I stood by the door pointing inside and him "In", he saunters inside giving me "the" grin, then proceeded to take his royal seat on the couch. All the while containing this "air" about him that reminds you of perhaps that one girl that you hate that is part of the "snob squad", and makes you ponder to yourself if you could perhaps get lessons from him, because surely he must be an expert on the subject.

Talking about sauntering, surely he learned it from someone, is there a class for dogs?? Little do owners know when they take their dog to obedience school are dogs really learning, "The saunter??," or are are some dogs just born with it? Did I just get lucky and ended up with the King of them?

Or maybe he got it from my sister's dog, Pepper. For the sake of not having enough space on this blog to describe his personality, I will just tell you he was "special" and leave it at that, for the moment.

Pepper had the saunter down to the T, you would call him in for the night, and he would only show up at the exact moment where you have lost all your patience and are about to go get him, he would saunter up to you, walking past into the house, flashing you a grin, and look somewhat saying, What!! I couldn't come in until all the birds/rabbits/any living thing, was off our property!! I had to keep the house safe, those rabbits may look all furry and cute, but they are pure trouble. (His looks said alot)

Another example of his personality is whenever we would come back from our daily extensions...Upon hearing the car drive up, he would slowly get up from sunbathing on the grass, (no doubt working on his tan, and wondering where he put his tall iced tea.) He would then proceed to chase all the rabbits and birds from our yard, putting on a grand show, of his ability to protect our house. After he and cuddles had extracted all living things from our yard, he would lazily walk up to the car as we were getting out all the while saying, thank you! thank you very much! yes, that was a grand performance. Pepper then proceeds into the house to go get some of my moms grub, hungry after a long day of protecting his house. Or so he wanted us to think....

5 day club and missing peoples...

I finished my first day of 5 day club yesterday, ya, I know, I know, you are saying to yourself then why the heck is she writing about it now and not yesterday.. Well I have a perfectly good explanation for that. I couldn't kick anyone off the computer so that I could put my painfully optimistic opinions and thoughts in writing yesterday, and now is the first chance I have gotten to write on the computer without having to reenact world war two with one of my siblings to see who gets the computer.... anyways I am trailing off subject.

My first day of 5 day clubs was yesterday and it went really well.. the kids were cute, I got through my part without making TOO many mistakes.. and overall it was a good club. The only thing is- now I REALLY miss the people from Christian Youth In Action.. There is just something about studying for the Bible story and attempting to memorize like a jabillion pages of script that reminds you of camp and makes you miss everyone.... (sniff) (sniff)

on the subject of missing people, do you think anyone from camp would get upset over me kidnapping them for a day or two? I mean I don't think their parents would get TOO upset would you??? hmmmmmmmm its something to think about :D :D :D

she was joking, right???

I have been thinking lately about what it is going to be like this fall when I join "the other teenagers" and actually start going to school...
 my sister and I were talking about this the other day and she helped me come up with this Acronym for high school
H- hurling
I-into
G-great
H-helpless

S-social
C-catastrophe
H-hoping
O-only
O-of
L-living

I am hoping and praying she was just kidding around and wasn't hinting in her own way what I should expect this fall....

on a different subject today was the last day of VBS and it was AMAZING!! I LOVE THE KIDS!!! the only downside is now I miss them :( and its kind of sad to think I won't see them again (sigh) :( oh well..
anyways all the kids were great, except one kid who decided it was her solemn duty the whole week to do the exact opposite of what I what I asked her. Apparently she didn't understand the meaning of no. She seemed to get some sort of pleasure out of seeing if she would make me slowly but surely go crazy...
and I am happy to say say she didn't succeed in her goal... even if I do develop a sudden and very severe eye twitch whenever ..."her"... name is mentioned. But, I am sure I will get over it soon...

Drama... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I looked up the definition of drama in the dictionary today, and came out with this result.

Definition: "A composition in prose or verse presenting in dialogue or pantomime a story involving conflict or contrast of character, especially one intended to be acted on the stage."

This definition is true, but, to any middle aged or high school student, this may be closer to what you think:
Definition: the act of conflict, confusion, and usually petty fighting...and if your a girl, having at least one boy-crush involved is practically mandatory.
now in my opinion there are two people in this world,
1. The kind that embrace drama, they thrive on the thrill of it, and at the mention of it, and head full on into the conflict all the while grinning to themselves...
And then you have the other kind of people...
2. The kind that at the smallest sniff of drama proceed to run from the room screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO at the top of their lungs while heading to the nearest Mexican border....

oh ok I guess there is three kinds of people, there is also the people that get stuck in the middle of  the drama...  all the while clutching there foreheads, popping aspirin like candy, and begging for mercy and perhaps a strait jacket or three...

last Saturday my brother-in-laws brother died of cancer... and ever sense then I have really been thinking about death, heartbreak, and about how many people have died or committed suicide lately... it seams that the past year a lot more people have been committing suicide, or maybe its just a lot more people I have known have...

Its hard to think that living was so bad for someone that they would take their own life, because they just couldn't handle living anymore...
I makes me really glad that I know the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior and that he will always be there for me, no matter how hard life gets... I have been thinking lately about the verse in the Bible that says that God will never give you more trials than you can bear, and that is really comforting to me.

I know this post has gone back to sorta depressing lol  and is more serious than I usually write about but oh well :)

basketball and other things...

A friend told me that my blog is slightly depressing. So I am going to try to write about more happy subjects and avoid subjects IN THIS POST that are depressing hehehe :)

On that note, I will talk to you about SHOPPING :D hours and hours of shopping, store after store, without so much as a water break (sigh.) :) Now ,to you boys who are reading this, (upon picturing this scenario have developed a very sudden eye twitch), You will live :p

I went shopping with my sister last week, we went to a bunch of shops and had TONS of fun. We also watched Transformers and I have to say it was much better than the 2nd one...

Now basketball, so I started a four day basketball quick-handle camp yesterday, and I love it. I have learned a lot and have improved since just yesterday.

Today we scrimmaged and I just want to you to picture this, "The other team has the ball at the top of the court coming down to their basket, you think they are going to pass to the man you are guarding, so you move away a little bit so that the person with the ball might take the hint and try to pass to your man, and thats what happens, you intercept the pass and start to sprint to your basket... only to trip over a very small 9 year old who was behind your man that you didnt see and fall flat on your face."
Yep,  I have to say that is about my basketball skills summed up in one paragraph...

Excercise and all that misery...

So to give you a good description of what I think of running, I will paint a picture of what I think running would be if it had a face. I think it would be a cackling, grinning, idiot minus a common sense of courtesy. Are you getting a picture yet? As it is, we have an interesting relationship: I go running every day and it never fails to get in a few sinister laughs, as I attempt to get into some kind of shape other than round...

Now to all of you who are in shape, love running, and cant get this picture... I envy you.. you don't know the pain, the suffering, the agony, of the rest of us as we pant out a mile of jogging all the while repeating to ourselves, it will all be worth is in the end... it will all be worth it in the end... yet when we get to the end, the only thing we have is a healthy dose of hostility for exercise and a singeing glare for anyone that is in our way to the nearest water...

CYIA...

I spent the last week at a camp called CYIA, it stand for christian youth in action. It is basically a week learning how to do 5 day clubs. It was one of the best weeks of my life, the kids were adorable, I got to counsel a couple of children for Christ and I grew in my spiritual life.
One of the most amazing things in the world is having God use you to bring someone to Christ, it doesn't get much better than that.

Also my team was absolutely amazing I had my supervisor(a girl), two other girls, and then a boy on my team, and I kind of feel sorry for the guy and the overload of female he got for the week hehehe. hopefully he isn't too scarred from this experience and will come back next year despite his predicament of being stuck on a team with 4 other girls, who despite the male presence didn't care to tone down any of their girliness.

washington weather humor...

Now if you have ever spent any amount of time in Western Washington, there has probably been something you have noticed- not the Space Needle... not the Pike Place Market... but, the rain.
When people visit from China to see the great city of Seattle they don't remember the city,
 they remember pondering to themselves if they should have brought a boat with them, so that they could get to their hotel without drowning.
Now of course it is good to keep everything green, but it has gone past the point of keeping everything green to drowning everything it can get its slippery hands on.

Also, like everything else out there to get me, and ruin what would might have been a perfectly good week, I think it too has a evil sense of humor. Have you ever noticed how the day can start out as sunny, warm, and a semi good day, only to be crushed when it decides to rain cats and dogs all the while you hear spontaneous sinister laughs seemingly coming from the sky while you get soaked to the bone.
And it seems that these days mostly happen when you plan some big event, like an outdoor birthday party... a day at the lake... or the biggy, your outdoor wedding that you have been planning since you were six years old and specifically placed in August, just so that assuredly it would be sunny, right? I think not. And even worse when you pick this special day and it just ends up being the only day in August that it rains. coincidence? Nope. Like I said before, the weather most assuredly has a malicious sense of humor. It's out to get me.

Camping, sunburns, and blow up mattresses gone bad...

I went camping in Eastern Washington with my best friends family this last week, and lets just say it was... interesting. I spent the week hiking, swimming, and attempting to get a tan, and I have to say I failed at the getting a tan part, I personally think my skin has a evil sense of humor, I can just hear it thinking to itself: so this time I will turn a slightly brown color just to give her some false hope, and then I will go completely red and CRUSH it,  BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! or something along the lines of that...

while we are on the subject of Evil things, lets talk about the blow up mattresses we were using... now I can sorta understand, I mean they are cooped up in the garage for a year without any entertainment other than the occasional giggle when someone attempts to get something out of the garage, and then ends up getting buried in a mountain of miscellaneous camping/random things we throw in the endless pit of stuff, some people call a garage.
but still, why must they pick me as their victim. I can just hear them giggling while planning there Evil plans for the night when we are getting breakfast or out on a hike, so Fred hehehe you slowly let out your air so that at the beginning of the night she thinks that she will get lucky and wont end up on the floor, and then then crush her hope like a grape, hehehe, then I will stay up until the other one falls asleep and then deflate so fast she will hit her head on the ground, then tomorrow we will switch, giggle, giggle... I swear one night when I woke up at around 2 in the morning to a hard floor and a deflated air mattress I heard a giggle. Now I guess it could have been one of my fellow campers, but still its kind of suspicious, don't you think?

life...

So today I watched a girl I have known for about 10 years get married, and I have to say it was so weird, I mean it seems like a ton of people that I know are suddenly getting married, graduating, and going to college. Its to be expected of course, we are all growing up and moving on with life, but it seems like it all is happening really fast, almost too fast. sometimes I wish life would just stand still, but then of course I have those moments where I am going crazy wishing I could just hurry up and graduate go to college and move on with life... talk about crazy mood swings. lol

Changing the subject, I golfed today for the first time in about a week and did pretty well. Its amazing how just taking a week off u kind of have to start over to a point, and It will probably take me a few more days of golfing to get to where I was before I took a break.
The weather has FINALLY cleared up, so all the greens are faster and all my shots go longer which is AMAZING. I mean for the first three months of golf it rained... rained... and u can probably guess, rained some more... I mean a little rain is good keep everything green and all of that, but,when it gets to the point where you can your fellow golfers and contemplating bringing a canoe so you can get to the next hole I think its a little overboard... time to turn in the clubs and go get a mocha.
                                                                                   ~ Hannah ~

So to start out this post I want to say that I don't think people will really be reading this blog, so I am basically just going to write really random things and whatever is on my mind.... You have been warned.

So anyways back to the wonderful subject of school, I have a placement test tomorrow for a private christian school I am going to attend this fall tomorrow and am really nervous about it. Yep you read right, after 16 years of homeschooling I am going to join "the other teenagers" the people that get social lives and that have actually get up before 8:30 during the school week, scary right? I mean it is going to be nice to have a social life be able to do volleyball and basketball with people I know.
 But, as I mentioned before I will have to start getting up early which is going to be pretty hard for me, especially because if I get less than 8 hours of sleep I slightly resemble one of the leftover cast from night of the living dead. ya, not a pretty sight.
so ether I will have to start going to bed early, (which will also be hard to accomplish because according to my friend the academics is crazy hard and it will be hard to finish all my homework in time to get to bed early) or learn how to survive on less sleep...

On a different subject my golf banquet was today. We went to a restaurant at a golf course where I live, ate, watched a slide show, and my coach passed out some certificates saying things like good job ecc... all in all the best golf banquet I have been to, which I can say of course because it was my first golf banquet I have ever gone to. Anyways that is all I have to say today. Refer to my other post for the apology about my English skills.
                                                                                                                                                 Hannah

a little about me

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

a little about me

So I started a blog a few weeks ago the day before they did that whole... blogs are under maintainace and cant be viewed right now, and my original blog got deleted for some unknown reason, (I am still trying to figure it out). so I just decided to start another blog and hope that this one doesn't disappear too.

So anyways some things about me, I am 16 years old, love golf, and personally think that math was originally created to torture children and provide entertainment for the adults, before electronics were invented. Anyone who disagrees with me ether is probably super smart... an adult (cough cough)or hasn't had to go through the wonderful experience of attempting to do geometry yet...

from the title of this blog you might have made the amazing deduction that I am homeschooled, and you are correct, I am... so I will tell you a little but about that,
 I have been homeschooled all my life and at the moment do a program called switched on schoolhouse on my computer, which is pretty convenient, with the small exception  that the program has some mistakes in it. An example would be one of my math problems at the beginning of the year, I had to do something involving multiplying 7 x 4 and somehow they came up with the answer 36... and any 4th grader knows (hopefully) that that isn't right... so I just have to be extra careful with my answers and double checking when it says I got it wrong...

moving on to another subject, golf :) I have been playing for about 2 months now and have come pretty far, I went to being number 12 on the team to number 3 and the other 2 girls ahead of me are seniors and have been playing sense they were freshman, and this is my first year, so I think I can get really good at the game... the season ended about a week ago for me at the first day of districts where I shot the worst I have sense the season started, I got a 122 for 18 holes... needless to say I wasn't very happy with myself that day, especially after I went to another golf course the next day to play and shot a 95 for 18 holes, it was the first time I have shot under 100 for 18, so I picked about the worst day I could have to have a bad day... but oh well, I will just have to do better next year. well that's about it, sorry about any spelling, punctuation, or any other mistakes I made well writing this. English isn't my forte....