Top Ten Things I Learned In Shakespeare

1. I learned how to make Miss Perkins laugh so hard she cries by making a sock puppet show about Desdemona being killed by her husband.
2. I learned about Shakespeare's life, religion, and family. He never really spent a lot of time with his family and he was a Catholic, which was prohibited.
3. I learned what is was like to get an education in the Elizabethan Era. It sounded hard because it was all about recitation and it started at 6 in the morning.
4. Sugar was a status of wealth in this era, and black teeth showed it.
5. Shelby's pie "has a distinct taste of butt hole."
6. Shakespeare plays are fun...if you understand it or you have an intreperter by the name of Miss Perkins.
7. Shakespeare was a pervert. Not only did his books show it, but also the movies. ;)
8. I learned that the best journal prompt is "Write about the last time you laughed so hard you cried." Example: Katie's story of throwing a fart on the bus. I imagine that also has a distinct smell of butt hole.
9. Miss Perkins is truely one of the best teachers there in the high school. Another Example: "Brooke, I can't eat this because it looks like....."
10. I learned that blogging is a pain. I'll probably never do it again, unless Miss Perkins makes us blog in Novel. I have a feeling that I'll have to blog next week.

Top Ten Wish List

1.     An injection pump so my truck will run normal in cold temperatures. Mine is getting worse and i don't have the money for right now.
2.     A Diamond Eye 4 inch straight pipe exhaust because my truck is too quiet and I like my truck to sound good. Also, it will allow you to hear the whistle of the turbo.
3.     A letter that says I have been accepted to the Think Big Program through Caterpillar. It would relieve so much stress and life would be easier.
4.     A new dirt bike, preferably a 2012 Honda CRF250R, because I miss riding at the motocross tracks and my old one was sold.
5.     A .458 socom upper for my AR-15 becuase it would be nice to shoot a gun that I built. And, it is a large enough calibur that I can hunt with it.
6.     A new TV because mine is tiny and it is time for a new one.
7.     To graduate with a 3.8 G.P.A. because I would gain a sense of accomplishment with the completion of high school.
8.     The ability to enjoy the upcoming track season because it never happens.
9.     An iPod Touch because I have always wanted one and my mp3 player stinks.

To Be or Not To Be (Modern)

To live, or to die, that is the question:
Is it more noble to suffer in my mind
The guns and bullets of unfair luck
Or to wage a war against a horde of troubles,
And by confronting remove them. To die -to sleep-
Forever; and by sleep to cause end to
The heartache, and the thousand pin pricks
That flesh is bound to. It is an action
Committed to be wished upon. To die -to sleep.
To sleep- perhaps to dream: ay, there's the catch!
Who knows what dreams may come from the sleep of death
When we have left this mortal world,
Must give us time. There's the respect
That makes us live through troubles.
Who could take on the knives and thorns of time,
The pursuer's wrong, the proud man's humiliation,
The jolts of forbidden love, the law's delay,
The impudence of office, and the rejectments
That patient award that the unworthy seize
When he himself might make his relaxation
With a cold dagger? Who would these burdens bear,
To grumble and sweat under a weary life
But that the dread of something after death-
The unknown land, from the boundary
No traveler returns- challenges one's drive,
And makes us rather bear the sickness we have
Rather than fly to others that we don't know of?
Thus conscience makes us all cowards,
And thus the untarnished color of action
Is painted over with the pale color of my thought.
And enterprises of heart and soul and moment
With this regard their dominant course turned amiss
And lose the name of action. -Hush!
The beautiful Ophelia!- Stunning, in her appearance
All my sins remembered.

Ten Best To Worst Rankings of Thanksgiving

1.     Like all Thanksgivings my mom hosts, the food was great. The turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, dinner rolls, green bean casserole, and much more was plentiful and bound to make you over eat.
2.     Sleep was also a main objective to do after eating a ton of food. Few things are better than a nap after a tasty meal.
3.     If we weren't sleeping or eating, we were relaxing. We would either watch movies, watch TV, or reminisce about funny times with the family. 
4.     On Sunday, a bunch of us seniors and our parents went Christmas tree hunting so we could sell them for Rad Grad money. We fell about 200 trees.
5.     I drove around Big Timber due to massive boredom and annoyance from select family members.
6.     Our family went to Bozeman to check out the craziness of Black Friday. It was my first Black Friday ever and it was okay.
7.     I cleaned my messy room because Mom made me.
8.     I helped decorate for Christmas because Mom also made me do that.
9.     Listened to Mom's Christmas music which is not cool and very repetitive. Mom likes her Christmas music.
10.    Grandma was video taping me while I watched TV. That whole situation was awkward, annoying, and just strange altogether.

My Typical Sunday

Dear Dairy,
     Today was another typical Sunday. I got up this morning about 8 a.m., and went to the church service at the Evangelical Church. Mom, Colton, and I sat in the usual place by Grandpa. Pastor Baker gave his message about being thankful for what you have and contributing to your community.
     After church, I did my government homework, which is like watching the neighbors paint dry, after he spilt most of the paint on the lawn trying to get to his fence. His dogs are obnoxious. It was the basic "the Constitution provides protection of this, but not that. You have freedom of speech, but don't say bomb on an airline or you will get in trouble!" Definitely not the highlight of the day.
     Then Mom made some sandwiches for us guys and we ate them. Now, it was time to relax for the rest of the day. There was some good movies on TV. But after they were over, there really wasn't anything else on worthy to watch. So, I went to my room and played my Xbox for a little while.
     We had steak for dinner and Dad got home from work about a half hour later. We visited and hung out for awhile until I went to get stuff ready for school for tomorrow.
     After that task was accomplished, I went to bed.

The Last Time I Was Overly Tired And Did Something Foolish

     It was homecoming day and everything around town was all decorated and festive for big day. The football players were proud, wearing their game jerseys to enhance the feeling of who they represent.Everyone was excited for the game and the dance afterwards.
     When the game finally rolled around, we were ready to take on Townsend. The game was tough, but we got the big "W." This is what makes for a great homecoming is winning .
     The dance was soon after and most of the school came to it. The DJ was rocking his tunes and everyone was having a good time. Towards the end of the dance, I was exhausted from all the things that went on that day. From the float building, the marching band in the parade, the time keeping in the powder puff game, the actual game, and the late night dance was a recipe for exhaustion.
     When I got home, around 1 p.m., I think, Mom was still up as she always is, waiting for us to get home before she went to bed. She wanted to talk about the day, what I did, how it was, and so on. All I wanted to do was go to bed. So, I said, "Mom, please leave me alone." This was after I asked politely, multiple times to allow me to go to bed. The next morning, I got in trouble for being disrespectful. I still don't remember what I said completely to upset her so much.

The Last Time I Got Into A Fight Over Something Ridiculous

     One fall day two years ago, my father, my brother, and I were hunting deer. The gun metal gray Dodge creeped up the road with the heater on. Everyone was in orange and alert to anything that moved.
     All of a sudden, a big four point mule deer stepped out of the trees about 250 yards away. I spotted it first and told Dad what I saw. We stopped and Colton said that he wanted to shoot it. Being the oldest, the one sitting shotgun, the one who spotted it first, I told him it is my deer. I had shot nothing of this size before and I was determined to shoot it.
     Colton and I argued for over three minutes of who was going to shoot it.
     The buck walked out into the open meadow more.
     I was getting madder and madder as every second passed by.
     The buck turned broadside and started smelling the air.
     I opened the door and stepped out into the brisk air. I dropped the bi pod down into position. I got down prone in the snow, aimed, and squeezed the trigger.
     I got the deer and the next week, Colton got a bigger deer at the same exact place. I was mad for a week.