Seven Word Poem

• A violent storm rages deep in her mind
• Obsidian heart–the blackest kind
• She wrenches is out in front of the mirror
• Weeping like willows, releases a tear
• She thinks of him and screams 'All is well'
• Ironic laugh and a whispered 'Oh, hell'
• Drained of all feeling, she falls in a heap
• Closed eyes, muttered prayer, then restless sleep

Sadness

Well, as Lauren's countdown button says, there's about fourteen hours until spring break is over. Such despondency that evokes in my soul. No, not really, although I'd rather not have to go back to school just yet. I suppose it helps that we get Tuesday off. I wish I had something poignant to say. You know, of all our vocabulary words, that one is by far the most commonly seen, followed my mawkish. It's gotten so that I don't bother to bring either of them in for the wall anymore. Let's see if I can write a poem. Spring break is over/School comes once more/Doldrums have engulfed me/With their eternal bore//Sadness is here/But it shan't be for long/I'm sure when I start up again/Nothing will be wrong. Toodle-pip.

Driver's Permit!!

I got my learner's permit today. The test, which I was told was easy, really wasn't, and I missed three. I still passed, though. I got a temporary permit and they will send my real one in the mail. This is kind of what our car looks like, although it does not belong specifically to me. I'm not that lucky yet!

Peachies #4: Photos

We got a new digital camera!!! Rudy and I set up a Peachie Photo Studio and took family portraits. Here they are for your viewing pleasure!

Freddy's Family

Hattie and Freddy

Bobby's Family

Bobby and Lillianna, Millie, Luanna and Mandy

Davey's Family

Davey and Daisy, Suzanna and Breanna

Benny's Family

Priscilla and Benny, Sammy and Randy

Crying Rain's Family

Crying Rain, Weeping Willow

Little Skunk's Family

Laughing Brook and Little Skunk, Little Fish and Swimming Otter

Busy Beaver's Family

Busy Beaver, Little Tree and Prickly Pear

Little Bug's Family

Little Bug and Sleeping Rabbit, Little Rock and Prarie Rose

Andy's Family

Bella and Andy, Anna and Hannah

Movie to Watch

I watched this movie last weekend with my mom but didn't get around to posting about it until now, although that delay is nothing against the quality of the movie. It was wonderful. I now know of three very good renditions of Pride and Prejudice. Besides this newest one, there is a black and white version and a six hour miniseries from BBC. I just checked out Pride and Prejudice to read for the second time, so I will let you know if the book is as good as I remember. As far as I'm concerned, it is a very good story, and this adaptation does justice very well. Pride and Prejudice stars Keira Knightley and Matthew MacFadyen with Dame Judi Dench in a small role. It is rated PG. (And yes, I do watch movies that aren't Jane Austin. Just not very many: )

Happy Pi Day!!!!

In honor of World Pi Day (3/14), here are the first few digits of pi: 3.1415926535 8979323846 2643383279 5028841971 6939937510 5820974944 5923078164 0628620899 8628034825 3421170679 8214808651 3282306647 0938446095 5058223172 5359408128 4811174502 8410270193 8521105559 6446229489 5493038196 4428810975 6659334461 2847564823 3786783165 2712019091 4564856692 3460348610 4543266482 1339360726 0249141273 7245870066 0631558817 4881520920 9628292540 9171536436 7892590360 0113305305 4882046652 1384146951 9415116094 3305727036 5759591953 0921861173 8193261179 3105118548 0744623799 6274956735 1885752724 8912279381 8301194912 9833673362 4406566430 8602139494 6395224737 1907021798 6094370277 0539217176 2931767523 8467481846 7669405132 0005681271 4526356082 7785771342... And no, I did not type all those, nor do I know them (although that would be cool). I copied them from joyofpi.com/ Very cool stuff. (Incidentally, today is also World Book Day. To great things in one!) Oh, if you want to hear a really cool song, listen to 'Pi' by Hard N' Phirm. There is a bad word in one part, but you can ignore that part. And I really don't like the name of the band, but you should ignore that too. Happy Pi Day!

Chaos

Today after the CSAP, Lauren and I were eating lunch in our English classroom like we usually do, when something quite interesting happened. Lauren noticed that a loud buzzing noise was coming from the clock. She pulled on this metal protrusion to see what it did, and the entire clock fell off the wall. Fortunately, Lauren caught it, and she climbed on the filing cabinet to put it back on the wall. She was still up there when five boys came in, and seemingly decided to do whatever they could to put the room into disorder. They ended up turning everything on the walls and shelves, including the clock, upside down. Interestingly enough, the clock in this picture is really not upside down, just pretending to be. And that, my friends, is the story of the day.

Thoughts From a Car Ride

I wrote this in my Take 5 (journal, kind of) yesterday from the time I was waiting outside the library to be picked up to the time I pulled into our parking lot. I thought it was kind of cool, so I'll share it. It's really supposed to read as a poem, but this is the way I wrote it. Walls stand still, and people walk, and cars and clouds go by. The sky gets dark, the people leave, the gate it locks them out. My uncle comes, I knew he would, he does it every day. Things don't change, and yet they do, a smile here, a whispered word. Smells and sounds and thoughts that change, pastel colors in the sky. A billboard conjures memories that really aren't at all. Slate gray mountains and apricot dips 'neath dusty-rose bellies of clouds. Trees like black monsters from far away, car lights like sparkle dust on the highway. My nose is tickled by a smell much like pickles. A hamburger-concrete and comical in a Georgia O'Keefe world. Wind like the thunder blasts in my right ear, a crinkle of brown paper from behind. Louisiana, it says, in red curly letters. Wind surfer, tundra? words that mean nothing. Black meets white there, and fades into gray, ominous thunderhead... The moment is lost, words cut like razors, the only sound irreconcilable. Cell phone like live coal, calls from my pocket, shrieks from the back seat tear at my ears. Here I am, on the ground, no longer free in the images. Trapped once again in a world where people actually care if George Bush is compared to Adolf Hitler, in a world with street lights and speed limit signs, and skies that fade to the black of the mountains.

CSAP

Tomorrow begins that bane of education, standardized testing. In Colorado, it is the CSAP, but we here at Akire, Inc. like to replace a certain letter with R. Use your imagination. If I were to go into all the reasons the CSAP is so awful, this would be long and boring, so I won't. In fact, I am going to stop putting so much energy into hating the CSAP and start, well I was going to say start putting more energy into doing well on it, but I don't think I'll do that either. This is an aseptic post, but that is a cool word. Most of the time I wish I could move away, to a different city, state, country... In fact, Mars is starting to look better and better. Woe is me.