Hmm...Guess He Stopped...

Well, I guess my arrival is poisonous. It would appear Worley stopped writing on the blog roughly six days ago. And yes, I chose to write out 6 because I never get the chance to use the 'X' key.

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That was fun.

Anyhoooooooooooooooo, my grandparents from my dad's side of the family are up for the weekend. But that's not the cool part. They drove. All the way from North Carolina. Scary, right? Oh, and my granddaddy (That's what I call him) is seventy-five (Don't get to use the 'V' key all that much either...vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv (That was fun again)). They've seen it from coast-to-coast now. So, next time you drive, at seventy-five, still alive, cross-country and survive, connive and contrive to take the dive to let me know so I can give you a high-five (YES! 8 rhymes in one sentence! ^_^v).

Heheh.

So, now I take my bow, and bid you adieu, and let that last word please remain true.

Though, in lieu of it all, I can't but recall, the Worley error that doth befall the person of the same (not to drawl).

In response to your grammatical self-dispute, I answer in rhyme, both acute and astute, with apostrophe S's, and S apostrophes (If you don't understand, my apologies).

And now, in promise, I take my leave, for now my lunch I must retrieve.

Always insidious, sometimes delirious, but with both of these surely mysterious.

Rhyme all the time, it's not a crime

~The Blue Babbity-Rabbit*

*  (Not to be confused with the story from Harry Potter, "Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump". You see, for I am the Blue Babbity-Rabbit (No 'y', either.........yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy)).

A picture of The Tales of Beedle the Bard, in which Babbitty Rabbitty can be found.

June 13-Monday

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?  Will I keep doing this daily blog stuff?  I know your answer-it's the same as mine-doubtful.  But as I referred to yesterday, I'm going to be positive (did I say that yesterday?) and enjoy the moment.  Yes, I'm over doing the moment thing, but I'm hoping mentioning it makes reality.

What about a reality TV show based around a school?  Is there such a program already in existent?  What about a church?  Let's face it, a church board meeting (properly edited) would be a riot.  We could shoot several, pick and choose from the best ones-the ones where people show their deep love for each other-and make a million bucks. 
More June 13 later.

Been thinking about the Chaffees lately.  And the Enos.  ( How do you do plurals on peoples last name?  I feel insecure about my attempts for correctness)

Sunday June 12

I've decided to enjoy each day.  I mean, I plan to consciously say, "I'm enjoying this event, activity, or moment!"
Today Elliot Claus came to our house and helped clean up "stuff" in the woods.  Wow! He got a lot done and everything looked clean.  Hope he comes tomorrow.
Judy and I went to Amy Cole's and Philip Miller's house on Mt. Pickett.  We went for a 5 mile round trip hike and at the end of the first leg of our journey we sat by Mt. Lake and had a picnic.  Amazing.  Beautiful sun, mild breeze, and time to stare at whatever.  Go see Amy and Philip.  Don't tell them I gave you the idea.
Sitting there by the lake, a question came to my mind: So why don't we all do this more often?  Why don't we take a picnic lunch, go for a hike, and stare at the water?
Came home and used the bushwhacker to cut down unwanted weeds.  Happy Sunday.

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Why The End?

It seems appropriate to say that this is the end.  I'm not sure why this makes me feel sad, because the end is often relief from pain, or a schedule, or the expectations of other people.  The last few blogs have been particularly meaningful for me.

I've decided to keep writing throughout the summer.  This will provide our vast reading audience a chance to read about what's happening at OCS, or what's happening in the life of ...
Remember, learning should be fun.  Education never stops.  Right now you are where you're suppose to be.
Thanks to Alex and Sierra for making this last semester of blog a meaningful experience for the teacher.

Bye for now-happy June 11, 2011

mmtrf

The Last Post

Yeah, this is it. It's been a good semester with Blog, but all good things have to come to an end, right?

Last night, my mom started singing a tune, and I'll post it here. Just for kicks;

This is the blog that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends
Some people started writing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue writing it forever just because
**repeats**

Nice, right? Obviously, it's based off the tune of "This is the song that doesn't end".

Anyways, since I'm learning French this coming year (I hope), I'll end it with the most well-known phrase there is to us Americans:


Au revoir,

~The Blue Rabbit

Goofy Fun for Goofy Girls

You know, high school goes by fast.

Here it is at the end of my sophomore year and I am hanging out with my friend Kaylee instead of being a good student and finishing up some homework. I am usually not this type of person to sit around and talk with a friend when I have some homework to finish; but I broke the rule, what the heck right? Anyway, we had the whole day planned out; start cleaning the school after 3:15, have Kaylee drive stick shift with her dad, go to dinner after doing some geometry and studying for English, then look at short hairstyles for Kaylee to cut my hair. Well I gotta tell you that we didn't stick to the schedule that well. We ended up cleaning the school, ordering pizza, talking for two hours, Kaylee went to drive with her dad, and around then it was about 7:30. Kaylee came back to the house and we started talking about hairstyles that would look best on me. But we never stuck to a set hairstyle, she just textured it to her liking. Kaylee is a natural at cutting hair., and she was the one who was freaking out because I had finally grown my hair out. After an hour and a half passed, my hair was done and we talked some more until about 10:00.

Yesterday made me realize that I don't have to be so stuck up from homework or a bad day; I can let loose sometimes and have some fun instead of being a stick in the mud. This post will probably be my last. 

Just remember:

You don't need to be paranoid about school or work.

You don't have to think, "Oh my gosh I won't be able to get this done on time."

Take a few moments to relax; take a walk with a friend down to the beach; play with your family, or do something that takes your mind off of everything else.

~Rambunctious Commentator~