I was waiting for a couple of friends to buy tickets to our school musical nearby a couple mentally handicapped kids. This one girl comes up to me and says real loud,”Hey, what’s your name?” she held out her hand to shake mine. “Hi, I’m Kelly,” I replied shaking back. “What’s your name?” I asked while she continued to shake my hand with both her hands. “Just a second,” she said turning to her teacher.

“Hey, HEY!” she shouted.

“What is it?” replied her teacher.

“I need to talk to her!”

“Do you know her?”

“Yeah, yeah I do, we need to go talk over there,” she says jumping on the teachers arm and pointing at the front door.

“What’s her name?” the teacher asked her.

“Kelly,” she responded.

“Do you know her?” the teacher asked me.

“Uhh… no we just met,” I said nervously.

I began to walk away.

“You do not do that!” the teacher scolded between clenched teeth.

“WAIT! WAIT!” the girl called after me. She starts to run towards me and the teacher has to hold her back.

“Take my hand! Take my hand!” she screamed.

I reach over and take her hand.

“You know what? I love you!” she smiles.

“Oh, I love you too,” I reply, “I have to go now.”

“I love you. I – LOVE – YOU!” she called after me.

That girl makes me laugh. I never did find out her name, but I think she was using me to escape. The special ed teachers ask their students if they know the names of the people they want to talk to in order to confirm whether or not they know the person, but they must have caught on to that tricky girl’s ways.

A few months ago on STAR94 they featured a man named Matisyahu as their NBT (Next Big Thing). I thought it was different because he was singing reggae, but I actually found that I enjoyed his song, “King Without a Crown”. I didn’t hear much about him until we went to visit Danny at Spring Hill. Turns out It was his room mate, Patrick, and his new favorite artist. That’s when I found out that this reggae singer was a big-bearded Jewish guy with a Yamaca. I got two of his songs on iTunes. “King Without a Crown” and “Beat Box”.

Saint Peter was at the gates of heaven talking to a new arrival. He said to the man,”You haven’t done anything bad, but you really haven’t done anything good either. If you tell me one thing that you did that was good, I will let you through.”

“Well,” the newcomer replied,”I was walking along a dark street when I saw a group of thugs robbing a lady in an alley way! I ran over and shouted,’ Leave her alone!’. Unfortunately, things wound up getting out of control and I wound up punching out their leader and challenging the rest of them to fight me.”

“Whoa,” Saint Peter said,”that is good! When did this all happen?”

“About 2 minutes ago.”

We are studying astronomy in science, and Mr. D is using this computer program called Astronomicon. A professor at UGA made it. Mr. D helped with testing so he got a free copy. Unfortunately, it is not for sale yet. Mr. D said he would like Bill Gates to buy it, perfect it, and publicize it and everything because it is a really great program. What you can do is create your own solar system (I think the milky way is preprogrammed on there) and see the effect things like sunlight, a planet’s tilt, and different kind of orbits have. We were able see what causes seasons, why the moon has 8 stages, and manipulate the things. You can view your solar system from many different angles or even from the perspective of one of the planets or stars. There are also some other fun impossible things you can do, like see what it would be like if a planet was a cube or cylinder. You can also play around with the shape of an orbit or even the texture of a planet. In fact, you could put a picture of yourself on a planet (or star). There is tons more to do on this program. It was fun to mess around with and a great learning experience.

Every Friday night, my friends and I go to Big Green Pete’s Mini Golf. There are 4 holes and you get 43 strokes to get the ball in the hole. I always pick a wooden ball, for good luck. I like to use a cheap putter that’s about the size of a pirate. All of the holes have really square decorations. The 3rd hole is my favorite . It has a 2 foot tall giraffe with lumpy legs that you have to crawl under. One time it took me 65 minutes to do it! the 4th hole has a big shiny windmill. If you can make your ball dance, you when a free pencil and get your picture taken with Pete!

disclaimer: this was a mad lib JR done by kelly and modified by kelly

Today, while we were driving to church for confession, we noticed that nobody was driving on the other side of the road. Instead, cars were all parked along the side. Nobody on our side was doing that… I asked my mom to turn down the radio so we could hear if there were any sirens. We soon found out that was not the case because we saw a police car (sirens off) pull over to the side. We kept driving along, and all up and down the road cars were parked on the side. We kept driving along guessing what it could be. It was like something out of a movie… Then we turned the corner, and the people who were on the other side of the road were driving! Can you guess what it was?

Meet the Literals, all the boys in my probe science class who are the smartiest smart-panted-alecs you have ever met. I, being as silly as I am, make a few jokes here and there. I have learned that you can not do that around these… “people”. (Ahem, robots.) Because of my joking, the Literals believe that I think rocks are eroded by chocolate and love. It all started when we were learning about weathering and erosion…

Mr. D was showing us a slide show of stones.

“Look how these rocks were weathered by water and made smooth.”

Me, “Why are they on chocolate?” (honestly, they were, and I just wanted to explore deeper).

Mr. D and class begin laughing, I have no idea why that was funny, but whatever.

Mr D, “Gurrrl, rocks aren’t weathered by chocolate.”

“I know,” I said, and then he went on because he obviously had misinterpreted what I said.

“What made these rocks smooth?” up came a slide that had rocks with water rushing over them. Well that was obvious since Mr. D just told us that. Opportunity for a joke:

“Love!” I said.

“Hahahaha!” the class laughs.

“Gurrrrrrl, where are you?” Mr. D says.

“You are so stupid Kelly!”

GASP! I was astounded! I am not dumb! I was kidding people, ok? Not even Mr. D got the joke!

Now, months later, this experience still haunts me. I raise my hand to answer a question and out from behind me one of the Literals will burst, “Oh no, not Kelly! She is gonna say love! She’s dumb!”

“Kelly is not dumb, she’s a very bright girl,” Mr. D will defend me. That is true, I make better grades than some of these Literals. I don’t say dumb things, but I guess my joking is taken this way. Maybe science isn’t my very BEST subject, but I don’t make Cs in it like SOME of the people in the class.

Anyways, I showed them all by dominating this debate we had. It didn’t help.

“Kelly actually said something smart?!?!” –Literals

Whatever, I can’t stand how immature people can be.

Our house is turning yellow! One day, i came home from school and the upstairs hallway was “Lemon Yellow”! the front hallway (?), if that’s what you call it, is a work in progress. Once this hideous, bland pink, now yellow. Actually, I think it looks pretty good. It makes the rooms look much bigger. If my calculations are correct, our house is precisely. 33.33333333333333333333333333333331% yellow now. Cool! Next is the living room and kitchen, they’re going to be green! You guys aren’t even going to recognize the place by the time we’re through! Oh, and my room is (was) clean! yay!