Random Thoughts

I'd just like to start out saying that this post is going to be a bunch of random thoughts all jumbled together. Just a fair warning.

First, I want everyone to know that I'm wearing socks with pigs on them. Not just sewn into the fabric, but actual 3-D pigs. With tails and noses and ears. They're kind of lovely.

Then, I should be doing something entirely different right now. I should be writing my English essay or a biology lab report on guppies. But I suppose I'd rather be writing about things that I enjoy. Like socks!

This week I auditioned for drum major for my school's marching band. I was reluctant at first because who would want to give up playing an instrument as awesome as the piccolo? I certainly wouldn't. But I got so much support from other band members that I just went for it. And the interview was quite good, if I say so myself. Everyone, including myself, was concerned about the other drum major candidates, because they'd probably scare people away. Some of them would be okay, I guess, but others not so much.

Now, if you'd like to read a book that is simply outstanding, you should read The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult. I think this is my favorite book by her ever. It's so sad and happy and moving and thought-provoking and incredible and sob-inducing--if you like that kind of stuff. And after you read it, you should go out and read all the other books by her.

I just started reading a different book, and I don't know if I'm going to like it. So far the first chapter has consisted of a guy complaining about his life and swearing every-other word. I don't mind swearing when it has meaning, but I think incessant use throws that meaning away. So we'll see.

My little brother drew me a picture of a giant turtle, because he knows how much I love giant turtles. I'm going to tape it to my school binder so everyone can see my new turtle pet. I'm open to name suggestions, although odds are that I'm going to end up choosing a random name no one suggested to me. But you can always try.

My other little brother (who's actually 6 inches taller than me and 100 pounds heavier) baked cupcakes today. Ha ha. Yes. A weird, tall kids baked cupcakes. But they were quite delicious. He even let me help him frost them. And for that courtesy, I frosted his arm.

Cue end of random thoughts day.