- I Promise I Will Not Post For A Long Time... -

Okay, I'm kinda bored and feel like talking about our 'year end party' thingy for catechism last Thursday night. The Pastor and Mr. Boekees classes met at Boekees house around 7 last week. When I got there at like 6:30, no one was around...they were all at the back haying. So Jolena and I walked back there and caught a ride on the hay wagon, and on the way back almost ran over David's bike.

When we got back, most of the people had arrived, so we started a game of soccer. Just a word of advice peoples, never wear skater shoes while playing soccer. Like every time I kicked the ball, my shoe went flying off, and the ball veered in a different direction. :-S It's pretty embarrassing actually. Meh...

When everyone was sick of soccer, James and I went up for a dare. We were fried and sweaty, so we told Marie for $100 we'd jump in the dirty pond. We would have done it too, except she said we weren't allowed to use the shower after jumping in. Ewww. So...we didn't. :-)

We all went in and pigged out on pizza and snacks and then split up the classes and were handed back our tests and told what horrible students we had been in the past year. (Or two) Not.

After we were done, we went outside and jumped on the tramp. Matt, Peter and Jolena and I had tons of fun double bouncing each other. We played crack the egg...meh, not a good idea with lots of people. :-P We sent Peter flying across the tramp, and made him do a backwards somersault. (We told him instead of going for a chef, or whatever it was lol, to be an acrobat) Then I was the egg. :-S After my turn was up, I hopped off and went inside to use the phone (Just to see if my ride could come later). However, some people thought I was hurt, and I was laughing so hard...Marie actually thought that I was crying! :-) hehe :-P

Oh yeah...the bikes. Michael's bike was out so I decided to do a popa wheely with it...but uh, the thing has peddle breaks, and since I’ve used bikes with hand brakes for the past century, I’m not used to it, and I flipped over backwards with the bike on top of me. :-) It was so funny...

Then we played manhunt (no, we didn't use shot guns :-P) and went home. The End. BYE!

What Kind Of Language Do We Have Anyways?

Have you ever wondered why foreigners have trouble with the English Language? Let's face it, English is a language where, there is no egg in the eggplant. No ham in the hamburger, and neither pine nor apple in the pineapple! English muffins were not invented in England. French fries were not invented in France.

We sometimes take English for granted. But if we examine its paradoxes we find that, quicksand takes you down slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

If writers write, how come fingers don't fing! If the plural of tooth is teeth, shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth! And if the plural of goose is geese, shouldn't the plural of moose be meese? If the teacher taught, why didn't the preacher praught?

If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what the flip does a humanitarian eat!? Why do people recite at a play, yet play at a recital? Park on driveways and drive on parkways? Call it an airplane terminal!?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language where a house can burn up as it burns down and in which you fill in a form by filling it out. And a bell is only heard once it goes!

English was invented by people, not computers, And it reflects the creativity of the human race. (Which of course isn't a race at all)

That is why when the stars are out they are visible, but when the lights are out they are invisible and why it is that when I wind up my watch, it starts. But when I wind up this observation, it ends.

Like what a weird language we have...

I mean: I just read the red book which reads very nicely. Talk about confusing...