I think my dad needs bifocals...
Today we were in half price books. My dad looked down at a book titled The History of Farting. He picked it up and said, "ah, the history of the farthing."
"uuh, Dad, it doesn't say farthing."
He looked at it closer and quickly put it back simultaneously turning crimson red.
We walked out of the store and died laughing.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
The Proper Training
Two houses ago at 17371 Via Del Rey, there were two cats- one named Dice and the other Boots. Dice was the friendlier of the two and often tried to squeeze through any hole he could fin in order to get inside to the people he loved. Sadly, although my mom loves cats, she doesn't like them inside her house. Everytime Dice would try to squeeze through the screen door towards his goal, he would be surprised by a blast of water to his face as my mother would spray him with a squirt bottle. Eventually, Dice learned not to come inside the house. He had been trained to stay outside.
Humans can be trained to do something as well. Oh, I'm not talking about the training you get at school or work. I mean the exact same "training" my mom gave to Dice.
Let's say, you have a plate of cookies and a plate of tomatoes on the table. One day, you're dying of hunger so you reach out to take a cookie. As soon as you get within two inches of a cookie you feel a gigantic hand slap you across the face. You try again. Once more the hand slaps you. Since you're so desperate, you decide to try the tomatoes instead. You flinch as you reach for the tomatoes but successfully get it into your mouth without being slapped. You finish off the tomatoes and look longingly at the cookies. Once again you reach for one... and get slapped. You wander off in defeat to do your homework.
The next day, when you get home you see the exact same two plates kindly refilled by some unseeing hand. Once more you go for the cookies and feel the prodigious slap of your unseeing foe. In disgust you reach again. SLAP! Forget it. You eat the tomatoes and leave.
Eventually, you learn not to even look at the cookies. Everyday, you eat all the tomatoes and completely ignore the cookies because you have been trained not to touch them.
One last example.
Let's say a guy named Bob had a great desire to be a singer. He has a beautiful voice but is shy to sing in front of people. One day, his school was having auditions for a musical. Since he loved singing so much he decided to try out. The first thing he noticed when he walked into the room was all the popular kids crowding around the producer and director. He stood in the back hoping not to be noticed. Eventually, the director called for order. All the popular kids sat down and turned to stare at the only one left standing besides the producer and director-- Bob. Their eyes seemed to stare straight through him until one of them finally spoke up.
"What are you doing here?"
"I want to audition.."
"You.. want to audition?"
"Yes."
The entire room dyed laughing-- including the two teachers-- as the one kid replied.
"What a joke! As if you could sing."
They all turned around still shaking with laughter as Bob slowly walked out the door.
Later, when telling his friends about it, they, too, laughed at him. Bob, singing? He must be crazy. Eventually, he learned not to speak of his dream of singing.
After a few years, another friend of mine noticed a peculiar look about Bob. The word she used to describe it was "defeated."
When humans are constantly put down, insulted, discouraged, they get an interesting look in their eyes. It's a look that says "I'm a nobody," "I'm useless," "I'm not good for anything so leave me alone." Every once in a while, a spark of hope will surface only to be mercilessly quenched by some mean remark. Sometimes, the person saying the hurtful words has no clue the effect that they have.
Thus are humans trained as well as animals. Their hopes quenched and all will to live completely eliminated. Thus there is pain in the world and we wonder why. All it takes is a look around... all the hurtful words... all the mean actions... and yet, we still wonder.
Humans can be trained to do something as well. Oh, I'm not talking about the training you get at school or work. I mean the exact same "training" my mom gave to Dice.
Let's say, you have a plate of cookies and a plate of tomatoes on the table. One day, you're dying of hunger so you reach out to take a cookie. As soon as you get within two inches of a cookie you feel a gigantic hand slap you across the face. You try again. Once more the hand slaps you. Since you're so desperate, you decide to try the tomatoes instead. You flinch as you reach for the tomatoes but successfully get it into your mouth without being slapped. You finish off the tomatoes and look longingly at the cookies. Once again you reach for one... and get slapped. You wander off in defeat to do your homework.
The next day, when you get home you see the exact same two plates kindly refilled by some unseeing hand. Once more you go for the cookies and feel the prodigious slap of your unseeing foe. In disgust you reach again. SLAP! Forget it. You eat the tomatoes and leave.
Eventually, you learn not to even look at the cookies. Everyday, you eat all the tomatoes and completely ignore the cookies because you have been trained not to touch them.
One last example.
Let's say a guy named Bob had a great desire to be a singer. He has a beautiful voice but is shy to sing in front of people. One day, his school was having auditions for a musical. Since he loved singing so much he decided to try out. The first thing he noticed when he walked into the room was all the popular kids crowding around the producer and director. He stood in the back hoping not to be noticed. Eventually, the director called for order. All the popular kids sat down and turned to stare at the only one left standing besides the producer and director-- Bob. Their eyes seemed to stare straight through him until one of them finally spoke up.
"What are you doing here?"
"I want to audition.."
"You.. want to audition?"
"Yes."
The entire room dyed laughing-- including the two teachers-- as the one kid replied.
"What a joke! As if you could sing."
They all turned around still shaking with laughter as Bob slowly walked out the door.
Later, when telling his friends about it, they, too, laughed at him. Bob, singing? He must be crazy. Eventually, he learned not to speak of his dream of singing.
After a few years, another friend of mine noticed a peculiar look about Bob. The word she used to describe it was "defeated."
When humans are constantly put down, insulted, discouraged, they get an interesting look in their eyes. It's a look that says "I'm a nobody," "I'm useless," "I'm not good for anything so leave me alone." Every once in a while, a spark of hope will surface only to be mercilessly quenched by some mean remark. Sometimes, the person saying the hurtful words has no clue the effect that they have.
Thus are humans trained as well as animals. Their hopes quenched and all will to live completely eliminated. Thus there is pain in the world and we wonder why. All it takes is a look around... all the hurtful words... all the mean actions... and yet, we still wonder.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
*deep sigh*
So much to say... no energy or desire to talk.
I think I'll go to bed and let my many thoughts run their course in the tears pouring down my cheeks.
So much to say... no energy or desire to talk.
I think I'll go to bed and let my many thoughts run their course in the tears pouring down my cheeks.
Thanks to my Euro teacher...
Warning: Twisted Carol about the French Revolution - for RC - from other Euro students.
Oh the guillotine is frightful
The revolution is delightful
So we knit and watch the show
Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
It doesn’t show signs of stopping
The necks they still are chopping
Antoinette is next to go
Let ‘em roll! Let em roll! Let ‘em roll!
Oh The oath we all took it
The Tennis Court was perfect
We all agree on our goal
So Let ‘em roll! Let ‘em roll! Let ‘em roll!
Oh absolutism is dying
And the nobles they are crying
We’ll drag ‘em out of their chateaux
And Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
When we finally get our rights
Equality, Liberty, Fraternity
Maybe that will stop the fights
But we may prefer the gore that we see
Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
We have Marianne to lead us
And the government to feed us
So our boys and girls may grow
So Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
A new day has donned in France
Turn our backs on the pope and the king
So we proudly wear our pants
While the Marseillese we sing
If we knew Napoleon was coming
We might not have done all that drumming
But to the future we must go
So Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
(Received via e-mail).
Oh the guillotine is frightful
The revolution is delightful
So we knit and watch the show
Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
It doesn’t show signs of stopping
The necks they still are chopping
Antoinette is next to go
Let ‘em roll! Let em roll! Let ‘em roll!
Oh The oath we all took it
The Tennis Court was perfect
We all agree on our goal
So Let ‘em roll! Let ‘em roll! Let ‘em roll!
Oh absolutism is dying
And the nobles they are crying
We’ll drag ‘em out of their chateaux
And Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
When we finally get our rights
Equality, Liberty, Fraternity
Maybe that will stop the fights
But we may prefer the gore that we see
Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
We have Marianne to lead us
And the government to feed us
So our boys and girls may grow
So Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
A new day has donned in France
Turn our backs on the pope and the king
So we proudly wear our pants
While the Marseillese we sing
If we knew Napoleon was coming
We might not have done all that drumming
But to the future we must go
So Let em roll! Let em roll! Let em roll!
(Received via e-mail).
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Listen to Your Heart
"I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind."
Well, I listened. I filed it all away in the back of my mind. Too bad I still decided to say goodbye.Friday, December 15, 2006
Christmas Lights - Wizards in Winter
lol.. here's another one. Same song. Different house. It's kinda funny because it's offbeat.. lol.
In the previous post, I mentioned singers. The singers are in a different song. Just so you know. ^__^
Light Show
AWESOME!
...I think I'm obsessed with Transsiberian Orchestra now... ^___^
Their singers have awesome voices! It makes me wanna take voice lessons.. x__x
Sunday, December 10, 2006
man...
"Current warmth seems to be occurring nearly everywhere at the same time and is largest at high latitudes in the Northern Hemisphere. Over the last 50 years, the largest annual and seasonal warmings have occurred in Alaska, Siberia and the Antarctic Peninsula. Most ocean areas have warmed. Because these areas are remote and far away from major cities, it is clear to climatologists that the warming is not due to the influence of pollution from urban areas."
dude...
Just read that last sentence.
*dies laughing*
That one sentence could disprove my entire essay... almost.
Mrs. Myers: "It is important that you believe what you write."
hehehe.. as if.
"Current warmth seems to be occurring nearly everywhere at the same time and is largest at high latitudes in the Northern Hemisphere. Over the last 50 years, the largest annual and seasonal warmings have occurred in Alaska, Siberia and the Antarctic Peninsula. Most ocean areas have warmed. Because these areas are remote and far away from major cities, it is clear to climatologists that the warming is not due to the influence of pollution from urban areas."
dude...
Just read that last sentence.
*dies laughing*
That one sentence could disprove my entire essay... almost.
Mrs. Myers: "It is important that you believe what you write."
hehehe.. as if.
hmm..
You know, if I started journaling, I'd probably stop posting. o__O
Double lives are very interesting things. It's even more interesting as they get more and more complicated... triple lives.. quadruple.. on and on.
hmm.. I wonder how many lives I am living.. *counts on fingers*
Interesting.
*yawn* If I'm too exciting for you people.. you can all just ditch me.
Double lives are very interesting things. It's even more interesting as they get more and more complicated... triple lives.. quadruple.. on and on.
hmm.. I wonder how many lives I am living.. *counts on fingers*
Interesting.
*yawn* If I'm too exciting for you people.. you can all just ditch me.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Yie Yie! Tian qi tai ri!
Man, so many annoying things. Sadly, the one thing that annoys me the most is one that I can take care of.. if only I had the guts. I'm such a wimp. Pathetic. Ugly. Hopeless.
So many questions and so few answers. Why this.. why that... and noone ever bothers to explain anything to you. God knows... but he's not telling. Half the time you can only guess and there's always a chance that you're wrong.
Everything doesn't make sense. I hate confusion... and yet, I don't have the guts to sort it out.
So many questions and so few answers. Why this.. why that... and noone ever bothers to explain anything to you. God knows... but he's not telling. Half the time you can only guess and there's always a chance that you're wrong.
Everything doesn't make sense. I hate confusion... and yet, I don't have the guts to sort it out.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Snow
Snow. Simple, yet beautiful. At first glance, it is white- plain, dazzling white. Yet, as you look closer, you see that it is hiding something. Snow has a hidden side. One that is also simple, yet even more dazzling. And when you put the two simple sides together, you get one of the most beautiful things in the world.
Springtime. Anything but simple. Millions of different colors all vying for your attention. You don't know where to look! Where to run! So many complicated patterns...
In my humble opinion, life should be more like the snow, rather than springtime.
Springtime. Anything but simple. Millions of different colors all vying for your attention. You don't know where to look! Where to run! So many complicated patterns...
In my humble opinion, life should be more like the snow, rather than springtime.
Monday, December 04, 2006
GAH!
Okay.. so many weird thing
I'm just too tense.. I know. On one side there's a teepee and on the other there's a wigwam. *lame laughs* Sorry.. lame joke. Can't help it.
Everything is just so.. RETARDED! but.. I'm not saying anything =S At least.. not what matters. *deep sigh* oh well.. who cares.
By the way, just 'cuz it's in another language, curse words are STILL curse words.
I'm just too tense.. I know. On one side there's a teepee and on the other there's a wigwam. *lame laughs* Sorry.. lame joke. Can't help it.
Everything is just so.. RETARDED! but.. I'm not saying anything =S At least.. not what matters. *deep sigh* oh well.. who cares.
By the way, just 'cuz it's in another language, curse words are STILL curse words.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Fun Fun Fun FRIDAY!
Yups, the title says it all. This past Friday was the most fun I've had in ages!
Morning:
I had Algebra II class, but it passed by pretty fast. I mostly worked on homework during the lecture. ^__^
Then, we had our Bible service project. I was so nervous! x_x However, as soon as I got into it, the nervousness fell away and I had a great time. The songs went okay and even though we messed up a lot on the skit, it went really really really well. The people loved it and were so glad that we came. They were all really nice and we got free donuts. ^__^
Lunchtime:
We wandered around campus, acting out our different characters. Katherina and I were pretty convincing. One lady came up to me when I was limping around with a cane, and asked me if I was okay. Later, I found out, she even asked my mom what had happened to my leg. ^_^ lol.. <3 Katherina.
Afternoon:
SCIENCE BOWL!!
DEBRR TOTALLY PWNED VICTOR HO! I LOVE YOU DEBRR!
^_________________________________________^
Afterschool was really long and kind of tiring.. it seemed to drag on and on and on. Toby was kinda funny when he called me over and asked if he could change in there 'cuz he was too lazy to walk over to the bathroom. I told him it was okay if he could do it with me staring at him. lol.. he ended up hiding behind Mrs. Myer's desk to change 'cuz he was scared he might "damage" the little kids. o__O It was really funny.
Actually, it would be funnier if you had actually been there. Oh well.
Youth group was hilarious. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt and I couldn't breathe.
We were sitting in this order:
Denise Sammi Me Steven David
We kept poking each other and passing it on. It eventually got stuck between Steven, David, and me. Then, Steven started hitting me on the head and poking me on the leg and blaming it on David. However, I knew that it wasn't David telling him to abuse me. So, I glared at him and started tickling him back. All this was happening during the "message." It wasn't really a message, it was more like a bunch of the council people talking about why you should be a leader and other random things. Then, Steven, being the smart little person he is, put his right foot over his left knee thus in range of my attacks. So, me being the smart big person I am, I untied his shoe laces and retied them a dozen times in teensy weensy little knots. Poor Steven, he doesn't have any fingernails since he cut them really really short. He had a very interesting time trying to free his shoe and his shoelaces from all the tiny knots. It was really hard to remain inconspicuous throughout the entire process as I was laughing really really really really hard, yet quietly. However, due to our superior skill, we remained unnoticed and the weird testimonies went on.. and on.. and on.. and on.
After the messages were done, I realized that I have never tied anyone's shoelaces together before. So, I asked Steven if he would be so kind as to allow me to tie his shoes together instead of just one shoe. Since he didn't really have a choice, he agreed. He sat down and I proceeded to tie them together with as many teensy weensy knots as possible. I tied them in the front.
I looped them through the holes in the back and tied them in the back. I tied them in the middle. In the front again. In the back again. In the middled again... I've lost count of how many knots I tied. In fact, I forgot HOW I tied it....
Author's note: before you start feeling sorry for poor little Steven, please remember that he was
enjoying it all!!!!!!! lol...
Well, he didn't bother to untie it for a while.. he was having too much fun jumping around. It wasn't until after he was jumping around for a while, that one of the sponsors alerted him to the fact that jumping around with your shoelaces tied together would only make the knots even tighter. However, he remained undaunted and since it was getting warm inside, we put on our jackets and went outside.
It was relatively uninteresting watching him jump down the stairs, since he went slowly to make sure he didn't miss a step and trip. However, the fun was yet to come.
Once outside, he had a fake "duel" with some weird white guy... so we got somewhat bored and looked for something more amusing. ['we' is refering to Samantha and I]
Well, Steven's jacket had a hood.. with ties on the ends to tighten it... so... I pulled the hood over his face and tightened it so his glasses got squished down over his nose and he looked like a one-eyed monster. I then crossed the two strings in the front, brought them around to the back and tied them about four times in tiny knots. Then we fixed his glasses and tightened his hood even more so only his mouth showed. Since he could not see, we pointed him in a direction and let him jump. We'd aim him at a person and he'd jump right in, completely shocking both himself and his victim in the process. However, since nobody could recognize him due to the fact that only his mouth showed, he suffered no humiliation. We continued like that for quite a while all the time suffering no doubt more than he was. All of a sudden I spied... my boss. Jason Moy. The perfect victim...
We aimed.. and he jumped! J just happened to have a video camera in his hand... and had steven jump around for him in order to video tape the spectacle. We were laughing all the harder and finally turned Steven around for the trip back. He was really sweaty by this time and wanted to go inside and sit down for a while. Us being the kind, compassionate, caring people we were, we consented and led him back, even kindly avoiding stairs so he wouldn't have to jump UP the stairs. We were in a narrow hallway when we collided with our drama teacher. He being the strange person he is, he played along with a very confused look on his face trying to figure out who the strange jumping superhero was. We told him who it was and continued to laugh while MR. Yuen shoved Steven to the ground.. kinda.
Sam: "ooh.. beating up a student in the dark.. shame on you Mr. Yuen"
MR. Yuen: "thanks a lot. if you hadn't said my name, he wouldn't have known who it was!"
We just laughed harder as steven said "I'll be sure to press charges!"
We finally made it back in and got Steven safely deposited in a chair. Perhaps you have been wondering how he could possibly get out of all those knots. Especially since I tied some of them in the back of his head. Well, Sammi thought so too, but was shocked when he promptly pulled the knots over his head, took his hood off, and removed his jacket, all without untying anything. Our readers may now realize that he could have taken off his jacket at any time but truly was enjoying himself so much especially with all the pity he was getting for his sad plight.
He then got to work on his now extremely tight shoes trying to untie all the miniscule knots. Sammi and I left him to suffer and went for a walk. Suddenly, out of nowhere appeared this flying Steven-like object. He proudly showed off his now untied shoes... immediately I alerted him to the fact that now they needed to be tied.. and offered to tie them for him. He rejected my offer and Sam and I walked off again to nurse our sore stomachs.
Thus, that Friday became one of the most eventful and fun days I have had for ages.
Morning:
I had Algebra II class, but it passed by pretty fast. I mostly worked on homework during the lecture. ^__^
Then, we had our Bible service project. I was so nervous! x_x However, as soon as I got into it, the nervousness fell away and I had a great time. The songs went okay and even though we messed up a lot on the skit, it went really really really well. The people loved it and were so glad that we came. They were all really nice and we got free donuts. ^__^
Lunchtime:
We wandered around campus, acting out our different characters. Katherina and I were pretty convincing. One lady came up to me when I was limping around with a cane, and asked me if I was okay. Later, I found out, she even asked my mom what had happened to my leg. ^_^ lol.. <3 Katherina.
Afternoon:
SCIENCE BOWL!!
DEBRR TOTALLY PWNED VICTOR HO! I LOVE YOU DEBRR!
^_________________________________________^
Afterschool was really long and kind of tiring.. it seemed to drag on and on and on. Toby was kinda funny when he called me over and asked if he could change in there 'cuz he was too lazy to walk over to the bathroom. I told him it was okay if he could do it with me staring at him. lol.. he ended up hiding behind Mrs. Myer's desk to change 'cuz he was scared he might "damage" the little kids. o__O It was really funny.
Actually, it would be funnier if you had actually been there. Oh well.
Youth group was hilarious. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt and I couldn't breathe.
We were sitting in this order:
Denise Sammi Me Steven David
We kept poking each other and passing it on. It eventually got stuck between Steven, David, and me. Then, Steven started hitting me on the head and poking me on the leg and blaming it on David. However, I knew that it wasn't David telling him to abuse me. So, I glared at him and started tickling him back. All this was happening during the "message." It wasn't really a message, it was more like a bunch of the council people talking about why you should be a leader and other random things. Then, Steven, being the smart little person he is, put his right foot over his left knee thus in range of my attacks. So, me being the smart big person I am, I untied his shoe laces and retied them a dozen times in teensy weensy little knots. Poor Steven, he doesn't have any fingernails since he cut them really really short. He had a very interesting time trying to free his shoe and his shoelaces from all the tiny knots. It was really hard to remain inconspicuous throughout the entire process as I was laughing really really really really hard, yet quietly. However, due to our superior skill, we remained unnoticed and the weird testimonies went on.. and on.. and on.. and on.
After the messages were done, I realized that I have never tied anyone's shoelaces together before. So, I asked Steven if he would be so kind as to allow me to tie his shoes together instead of just one shoe. Since he didn't really have a choice, he agreed. He sat down and I proceeded to tie them together with as many teensy weensy knots as possible. I tied them in the front.
I looped them through the holes in the back and tied them in the back. I tied them in the middle. In the front again. In the back again. In the middled again... I've lost count of how many knots I tied. In fact, I forgot HOW I tied it....
Author's note: before you start feeling sorry for poor little Steven, please remember that he was
enjoying it all!!!!!!! lol...
Well, he didn't bother to untie it for a while.. he was having too much fun jumping around. It wasn't until after he was jumping around for a while, that one of the sponsors alerted him to the fact that jumping around with your shoelaces tied together would only make the knots even tighter. However, he remained undaunted and since it was getting warm inside, we put on our jackets and went outside.
It was relatively uninteresting watching him jump down the stairs, since he went slowly to make sure he didn't miss a step and trip. However, the fun was yet to come.
Once outside, he had a fake "duel" with some weird white guy... so we got somewhat bored and looked for something more amusing. ['we' is refering to Samantha and I]
Well, Steven's jacket had a hood.. with ties on the ends to tighten it... so... I pulled the hood over his face and tightened it so his glasses got squished down over his nose and he looked like a one-eyed monster. I then crossed the two strings in the front, brought them around to the back and tied them about four times in tiny knots. Then we fixed his glasses and tightened his hood even more so only his mouth showed. Since he could not see, we pointed him in a direction and let him jump. We'd aim him at a person and he'd jump right in, completely shocking both himself and his victim in the process. However, since nobody could recognize him due to the fact that only his mouth showed, he suffered no humiliation. We continued like that for quite a while all the time suffering no doubt more than he was. All of a sudden I spied... my boss. Jason Moy. The perfect victim...
We aimed.. and he jumped! J just happened to have a video camera in his hand... and had steven jump around for him in order to video tape the spectacle. We were laughing all the harder and finally turned Steven around for the trip back. He was really sweaty by this time and wanted to go inside and sit down for a while. Us being the kind, compassionate, caring people we were, we consented and led him back, even kindly avoiding stairs so he wouldn't have to jump UP the stairs. We were in a narrow hallway when we collided with our drama teacher. He being the strange person he is, he played along with a very confused look on his face trying to figure out who the strange jumping superhero was. We told him who it was and continued to laugh while MR. Yuen shoved Steven to the ground.. kinda.
Sam: "ooh.. beating up a student in the dark.. shame on you Mr. Yuen"
MR. Yuen: "thanks a lot. if you hadn't said my name, he wouldn't have known who it was!"
We just laughed harder as steven said "I'll be sure to press charges!"
We finally made it back in and got Steven safely deposited in a chair. Perhaps you have been wondering how he could possibly get out of all those knots. Especially since I tied some of them in the back of his head. Well, Sammi thought so too, but was shocked when he promptly pulled the knots over his head, took his hood off, and removed his jacket, all without untying anything. Our readers may now realize that he could have taken off his jacket at any time but truly was enjoying himself so much especially with all the pity he was getting for his sad plight.
He then got to work on his now extremely tight shoes trying to untie all the miniscule knots. Sammi and I left him to suffer and went for a walk. Suddenly, out of nowhere appeared this flying Steven-like object. He proudly showed off his now untied shoes... immediately I alerted him to the fact that now they needed to be tied.. and offered to tie them for him. He rejected my offer and Sam and I walked off again to nurse our sore stomachs.
Thus, that Friday became one of the most eventful and fun days I have had for ages.
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