I wish....

I wish I knew a topic to talk about. But I don't. Honestly, it's tragic that there are like 3 gazillion words and topics to talk about...but I can't think of one. So I'm just going to ramble on about nothing. Wait, no. I'm going to talk about tongue tattoos. Did you know you can actually get them? Weird, right? I feel like it would hurt. ALOT. And I feel like I wouldn't be able to keep my tongue still for that long. It would be weird. I wonder if your taste buds could be affected... maybe I'll Google it. Oh! Speaking of Google. Did you know it's amazing? Yeah. It is. Just saying.
 

Dear Summer,

So I don't know about all of you, but I want summer to be here....now. I miss it. So, so much. I miss the sun, and warm, and swimming, and seeing trees with leaves on it, and not living in an icicle....yeah, especially that one. I just miss summer, OK. And when it finally comes, and it's hot, I will complain that it's too hot, but deep down, I'll be content. So dear summer.....PLEASE come early. Sincerely, Me :)

Smoking. It's Gross.

Please Excuse the Bad Quality.

Yesterday, I was in the car with my mom and my boyfriend who BOTH smoke. Needless to say, I was seconds away from lung cancer when one of the finally decided to roll down a window. For years I have been trying to talk my mom into quitting, but she's never really had the drive to do so. I asked her why she even started smoking in the first place, and she replied, "I was young, and dumb. It was just something to calm my nerves and pass the time." This got me thinking... it she knew it was dumb to smoke, why would she? And then I asked my boyfriend why HE decided to start smoking, and he answered "It just gives me something to do." I don't understand why people smoke. It's absolutely horrible for you, and it can't taste good. Also, it smells horrible. So why do it? I hate that the people I love the most are killing themselves for "something to do." And on top of that, it's dangerous for me.  Second-hand smoke can kill you just as easily as smoking for yourself can. So here's my advice... when you are bored, and want something to do... stay away from the cancer stick. Go for a walk, a run, swim, hang out with your friends. Do something positive. Don't kill yourself for a few minutes of "down time."

Welcome To Armstrong..

R.I.P

Can anyone tell me WHY there was...(is?) a raccoon in the middle of the road, directly in front of the school? Seriously. Everyday, I have to walk around that disgusting, rotting carcass and and think....hm. Only in Armstrong would a dead raccoon be randomly lying in the road.  and the worst part of it is... I feel like I'm going to see in on top of a car soon. Or possibly I'll see poor Mister Coon used as a hood ornament. Or maybe... just maybe... someone will hide it in Miss Streets room.  <-- Probably that one.  Either way, it's gross, and definitely not what I wanted to see when I got back from Christmas Break. Welcome back to Armstrong kids! :)