Today I learned why birds start singing exactly (well, almost exactly) 42 minutes before sunrise; I also learned that "natural" raspberry flavoring is actually beaver butt juice, not kidding. It's an anal gland extract that tastes like raspberry.
That reminds me of a funny picture I've seen before:
The player in the picture, Gary Roberts (who was my favourite hockey player when I was a kid and persevered through very bad injuries when he was in his late 20s to play pro hockey until he was 43 years old, which is very old for a pro hockey player), is sitting in the penalty box because his team was penalized for too many men on the ice.
Gary Roberts - two minute minor penalty for being too much man.
So, today some boy in my class used the term "reverse racism" in reference to affirmative action...I think I may have accidentally made a face at him because he shot me the filthiest of looks. I hate having -3 control of my own body now, but not as much as I hate the fact that I am in essence paying to be locked in a room with these people.
Have I made a mistake? Have I once again risked getting my heart broken again? It took me a long time to unlock all these chains around it and set it free, but now it seems as though my heart is afraid to lift up its wings and fly.
I must change, let go of my insecurities and express my true self freely, within this week only.
Only she who attempts the absurd can achieve the impossible... and then some.