Easter Yay!

I’m in my warm room. I have finally realized that the thing that is making so many of my Bonsai’s leaves dry out is the dry winter air. Don’t worry it will make it, and not that long from now it can be outside on something that will not blow over.

I listened to Mika’s other songs, and they need work, but remember where you heard about him. I feel like I jumped back in time and that I’m in Middle School when I listen to a lot of his songs. hehehe I haven’t listened to popular music since I left for college. I gave up video games, T.V., and following music.

When I was in Orientation for college we had a curfew I broke it and went to see the opening of Fahrenheit 9/11. I know off topic. I forget what math class the test I took put me in. I pretty much didn’t look at it for long because I couldn’t remember anything during the test.

I never felt that I studied enough for the ACT and SAT. I am lucky that it was possible to take different requirements for minorities and women back then or I wouldn’t have gotten in. I was one point too low. It was really my essays that talked people into admitting me. I had a different style of writing then, a much more academic method.

Want a secret? So far I have only passed with A’s and B’s. Those tests sure show ability!

For a long time people have said I am a good writer. Medication might have changed a lot about me, but it hasn’t taken that away. Do you think that medication will take it away?

When I was young, I was in the lowest reading group can you tell? I had to have speech lessons, but it was something I never practiced for. I remember being told to say, “E, R, E, R.” over and over again, but I never did. When I was even younger I had problems with ‘L.’ Say “La la la la le le le le la la la.” ‘L’ just rolls off my tongue now, and I cannot image having trouble with it.

When I was in Middle School I wrote some poems, but a friend soon told me that I was no good at this. To this day my spelling is horrible, and I’m horrible at editing. People will say, “You should have edited this before you sent it on to me.” I do not bother to explain that I did.

Oh my ears are getting tired of having headphones on them. There I can relax in silence…not there is the sound of my heater. Under that would be the cars and wind. I have started to remember again. To remember details to put in my memoir, but it is not time for that. If it were not for my legs and the fact I still feel like I am sleeping. Sigh.

Night. Oh my, its EASTER!