Wow...it's Saturday, and I'm grounded. At least till I clean my room. That likely won't be happening in a little while. I like my room when it's all cluttery and stuff. I mean...it looks boring when the floor isn't covered with homework papers, and CD cases and books...I probably should pick the stuff up, though, since it doesn't do any good to walk all over them. Eh...I'll do it later. I'm a regular procrastinator.
Well, a couple days ago I got my hair cut. And we aren't talking little innocent snip, snip. We're talking chop, chop. Almost a foot...I got eleven inches off. And surprisingly, my hair is still on the long side. I guess that's what happens when you grow your hair to your hips. Oh well. It is soooo much easier to take care of now, you have no idea. My hardest knots now are equal to the easiest ones I had brushing through my insanely long hair. And it feels much nicer, too. Ahhh.
I think I've officially decided to do something in my life related to microbiology. I cannot tell you how much I love that class. It is the greatest. And Mr. Soderberg, my teacher, is the greatest too. We study diseases, stains, etcetera. And we did this really cool epidemic thing where we pretended we were epidemiologists studying an epidemic down in Georgia that broke out in this group of people camping outside and partying all the time. It was sooooooooooooooOOOOOOOO cool! We had to identify how the disease was spread...and that was hard to find because it could have been a) aerosols because they were all close together, and breathing the same air b) contact, because they were "involved" with every single member of the opposite sex in the camp, which made it so they were also exchanging fluids with the members of the same sex, c) something spread from mammals, because there was a dog in the camp, and a squirrel that got killed and was lying around, d) food, because there was a guy who was sick and had said he prepared food for all the campers, and e) mosquitos, because it was summer in Georgia, and they were sleeping outdoors; naturally, there would be a mosquito problem. I guessed it was Malaria...because it was spread through the mosquitos, and the sympoms of the patients were the same as the symptoms of Malaria-- high fever, aching joints and muscles, mental impairment and chills. Anyway...you can see what a nerd I am. I love this stuff. So I decided I'm either going to be a doctor, or an epidemiologist...or something of that sort. That would be the most exciting thing ever! And I don't care if I have to go to school for the rest of eternity if it's studying what I love...
Anyway, I think I'm going to write a book. I'm not planning to be a writer when I grow up, because I hate conforming to all the stupid guidelines set for people to get published. Few authors ever get to break the rules...and I'd want to. Anyway, I'm writing for pleasure, and to say something. Surprisingly, I have something to say, and I think I can only say it by writing a book. I doubt anyone will read it, but I'll express myself enough. I'll get my mom to critique it...heheheh.
Well, I'd better go if I want to get tennis practice in before I'm off to babysit the most energetic kids to have ever walked the earth. I hope they don't work me to the point of exhaustion tonight-- I took a nap even to get enough energy to make it till, oh, nine o'clock when they go to bed. I can count on chasing them all over the house for two or three hours straight....