I'm off of homeschooling for the day, and maybe it might exceed until Monday, since Monday may consequence into People Power Day for us proud Filipinos. I was supposed to attend the birthday celebration of my young cousin Nate at the mightily extravagant Linden Suites Hotel, but my hormones started acting up and brought along a loss of blood for a week or so with it, thus I could not attend.
Don't random MS Paint pictures always look so awesome?
The comma doesn't look like a comma, though. I like the period better.
And because of my sentence-ender, I had the worst sleep of my life the other day. I had no amount of slumber at all, just wild thoughts grazing through my head like demented wildebeasts taking the curb. And I figured out because my room was filthy, it was giving me headaches at night, which is why with a period in hand and a gut full fo glory, I managed to spring clean my room.
And it is now looking like a whole new room, except for the paint and the bed and curtains. And with the comic books tucked from little brother's sight (kidding, it's within his arm's reach), a re-organized desk, dust-free bookshelves, re-screwed light bulb, squeaky white piano, and everything-in-the-kitchen-but-the-sink helter-skelter space, I am proud of myself and my room once again. Remind me to post before-and-after photos.
Lastly the big weekly review of American Idol.
Danny, Alexis and Micheal are in for an amazing treat, basking in the same light as did David Cook, Kelly Clarkson, and Taylor Hicks. Who will join him?
I'm really hoping that Adam Lambert gets his silver running hot down the steam. I want him in the Top 36 so badly, I could almost cry. And Scott Mackintyre is someone who has inspired me since the beginning of the show, and he has to stay in that competition. America better not bring him down.
As I raise my glass to the end of the week, I'm proud to call the rest as mine. Well, everything ends in a word, and for me that is a period. And there it went, and so shall it last forever.
