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.
Obama's teleprompter had its own secret service detail and motorcade. I think that was a waste of taxpayer dollars.
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.