Under the Skin

Yes, it's true. My family is moving. My dad and Sam have both been transferred to Upstate New York, so we will be up there in Palmyra area. But it has a population of 2500 basically, and they have humid summers and grotesque accents. All the same, the historic sites will be great, and I for one am looking forward to come home to snowy Christmases.

So, my mom and I were at target, where we slowly get things I'll need for college. Today one of the items was a new comforter. I have a gingham bedspread that my mom and I made together many, many years ago that is still functional. But the comforter is dying. So, I got a new one. This is what my bed looks like during the day: But then, when the bedspread is removed for the wonderful time called sleeping, this is what happens: And just so you can see the other side of the bedspread: I like it. Why do the little boys get all the cool stuff?

Hello all! I have neglected you all for quite some time and I apologize. I suppose that I should probably just glory in the natural and small things in life and not worry that nothing huge happens in my life. I am going to try to be better about letting you know what's going on, but I've just been quite stressed as my high school life draws to a close. So, what happened today? So, I went to school. The biggest highlight of today's school was that we had our "IB DONE Party." It's like Sr. Breakfast, except that it's just for IB Diploma and IB Certificate of Merit students. We even have awards a la Sr. Breakfast. Like the "most likely to develop warts in the future" style awards. Except that the IB ones are all fairly nerdy. I won three, which is a lot. Some people didn't receive any. I guess I'm just extreme. I received, "Most Likely to Read Neil (our textbook) for Fun," "Most Likely to Become a Diplomat," and ...