Mr V (V dawg) and the spider

Yesterday my vegetarian teacher ate a live spider. Yes you read correctly, a LIVE spider! Now I am going to write a story about this and blow out of proportion while still sticking to what actually happened.

Once upon a time there was a spider. He was a daddy long legs spider, and he happened to be named Byll. One day, Byll decided to visit a human class room as part of his big OE. Little did he know, some humans were terribly afraid of spiders, and in this case it would mean Byll's death.

So there Byll was, trotting around inside a HUMAN classroom. Byll was so amazed! He had never seen a bunch of uglier looking humans in his life! Byll decided to get a closer look at some of the people, but all of a sudden there was a tremendous shriek of terror! Byll span around to see a towering female figure standing over him. He turned around and started running as fast as his long legs would carry him. He had only just made it a few centimetres when a large hand flopped down beside him. It kept on cornering him, and he had no choice but to climb on to the hand. But instead of making it onto the hand, he was suddenly lifted into the air by one of his legs! Byll was terrified. He had never encountered anything like this in his 3 days of life. He passed from one hand to the next. This next hand was larger, and had a different texture to the last hand.

Byll was lifted even higher! Now he was dangling in front of the tall creatures mouth. Byll's 3 day life flashed before his eyes. He was moving ever closer to the mouth, and before long he was standing on the human's tongue. He looked up. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. Byll knew death was coming as he saw the large, white molars moving rapidly towards him. As the teeth squished into him, he thought of his wife and his 27 children. His last thoughts were wondering if his family would survive without him.

The life of Byll was over. It is amazing how a simple Overseas Experience trip can cost you your life. Think of all the tourists in the Bali bombings or the Boxing Day tsunami. Think about animal rights and the unfair treatment of spiders. A life is a life, no matter how small.

The End

Magic Taco Story

I found this Magic Taco storyon the internet and I thought it was really cool. It's quite long so it will take ages to read. (And it also makes my blog look really long!) Please note I did NOT write this and I got it off http://www.bucconeer.worldcon.org/contest/06sf88.htm.

The Magic Taco
by
Thomas Tallerico


Beans, cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, hot sauce, and hamburger. That was what Sam put in his taco every day after school before he went to work at the family store, but today was not a usual day for Sam. His parents had said he had to work at the family shop instead of going to a big party his friend was throwing that everyone was going to. In his frustration he accidentally picked up the mustard instead of the hot sauce and unknowingly put it on his taco. As he folded the taco the mustard combined with the meat and cheese and caused a chemical reaction.

He took a bite. It was disgusting. He opened the taco up and to his surprise there was a glowing yellow substance inside the taco. So he thought to himself, great everything is going wrong today. First I can’t go to the party and now my taco has weird mold in it. He turned to throw it away, but there was no trashcan to throw it away in He looked around and there was no refrigerator, chairs, counters, oven, stove, cabinets, or even walls.

Sam was in the middle of a huge forest. This forest was like no forest Sam had ever seen. The trees were shades of red, green, and purple. One was even rainbow colored. They were also very tall. Sam could not figure out how he had gotten there. He was afraid. He asked himself questions like Will I ever get home? or How do I get home? Wait why should I be worried about whether or not I get home thought Sam. My parents don’t care about me anyway. He leaned back against a tree and tried to figure out what happened.

As he pondered how he had gotten there or maybe he was dreaming he accidentally took a bite of the taco. He spat it out the second it touched his tongue. He fell flat on his back with a gasp. Looking around after getting up and brushing off his shoulders, he was in a vast desert with very few cacti. The only difference between this desert and any other desert was it had little rat like creatures running around. Glancing down at the taco he thought it must be the taco and every time I take a bite I get transported to a different world or something like that. It must be the strange mold that causes it. Hmmmmm. …

He looked around this isn’t too great there’s nothing to do here. He took another bite and spat it out immediately. It was still disgusting. This time he found himself on a futuristic planet that was highly populated with many different species of aliens. He looked up and he saw hundreds of hover cars and mile high buildings. An alien about 7 foot with four arms and tentacle like hair came up to him.

“ I’ve never seen your kind before. What are you?” said the alien, but all Sam heard was gibberish that sounded like fsdfdhcncjdj djjjdujusnudn jusnduddus usnmsjsweus sjssjssjjjsj njss dndjdsd.

Sam could not think of anything to say except for ”Sorry I don’t speak ikobabola.”
The alien did not understand the first part, but he understood the second part and Sam had just insulted his mother. So without speaking the alien charged at him fast as he could go with all his fists drawn back ready to beat Sam to a bloody pulp. Sam could not figure out why the alien was charging at him, but he new he had to do something fast. He took a bite of the taco and spat it out. Later that day the alien was taken away in an ambulance to the insanity ward for hallucinating.

“Whew that was close,” said Sam to himself as he looked around. He was on a beach surrounded by palm trees. The water was clear and blue, not polluted like the water back home. It must have been 95 degrees Fahrenheit. He set down the taco on top of his shirt and got into the water. The water felt cold against his skin. He bent down to get a drink. It was not polluted, but fresh. He said to himself,” I could get used to this.”

He stayed in the water for a few hours. After all what was the point of going home his parents hated him anyways. If they truly loved me they would let me go to the party instead of working at the shop thought Sam. He suddenly started to get hungry. “ I wonder what there is to eat on this island,” Sam thought out loud as he headed in land. After a half an hour of looking all he could find was rows and rows of palm trees and they didn’t even have coconuts on them. So he had no choice, but to say bye to his island paradise and take a bite of the taco.

“ Ike disgusting!” said Sam as he spat out the taco. This time he found himself in an apple orchard that seemed to stretch for miles. He immediately ran toward the nearest tree, grab an apple, and ate it. An apple had never tasted so good to him. Sam kept on eating apple after apple. A very old alien came hobbling down the path with his cane. He did not know what this strange creature was, but it would not be allowed to eat his apples. He went as fast as he could toward Sam, making noises to try, and waving his cane in order to scare him away. Sam did not know what the alien was saying or doing, but he was scared. He turned and ran. This place isn’t to great thought Sam. There are aliens here and I don’t want to deal with not knowing their language. So he took another bite of the taco, but this time he held his nose so he didn’t taste it. He spat it out anyways because he didn’t want the mold to get into his stomach because it was toxic and could make him sick.

He looked around. He was in an ancient civilization. Mud houses surrounded him, but off to the left he saw magnificent stone buildings and temples. There were humans here and by now all of them where giving him funny looks and slowly walking away from him.
All except one woman who grabbed Sam and said, ” What are you doing?”
Oh well thought Sam and was about to take a bite of the taco when he realized that was fluent English she was speaking to him.

“You know it ’s illegal for peasants to wear those royal garments,” said the lady as she dragged him into one of the huts. She handed Sam some garments and a little bag like hers and showed him to a room. “You can change in here,” she said.

All Sam could think to say before she closed the door was “ Thank you.” Sam placed the taco in his bag. As Sam changed he thought maybe it would be nice to stay here for a few day. I mean the people speak English. He picked up his bag and walked out of the room, but the second he walked out of the room a guy yelled.

“There’s the guy that was wearing the royal garments.” Two soldiers barged past the lady who was standing in the door way and grabbed Sam by each arm and lifted him off the ground.

“Let me go!” yelled Sam.

“ Why would we let you go?” asked one of the soldiers.

While a man in the “royal garments” handed a bag of coins to the man who had shouted saying, “Good job Bill. Keep up the good work.”

“Always a pleasure doing business Jerry,” replied Bill taking the money and walking down the street showing the bag of money off to everyone who would look his way. As another set of soldier stepped in front of the noble and grabbed the lady by the wrists and dragged her out of the room followed by Sam.

Sam and the lady where escorted to one of the stone buildings, here they were thrown in separate cells.

The noble said, “You are both sentenced to a year in prison. You will receive two meals a day and will help build another temple to honor our gods. ”

A year thought Sam that’s not so bad. The lady will survive. So what’s the point in hanging around here and have to build a temple? Except to get my cloths back. I don’t see a reason. I do feel a little guilty leaving her here. After all, I’m the only reason she is here, but I can’t take her with me. So, he took the taco out of the bag, held his nose, and bit it. As usual he spat it out.

He looked down at the taco. He had already eaten a third of it. If he didn’t find a place he liked. He would be stuck in a world he didn’t like. He started walking while looking at the taco. Suddenly he fell. Sam looked down. He was hundreds of feet from the ground. He looked up he had been on top of a cliff. Oh well he thought what a waste. He grabbed his nose, took a bite, and spat it out immediately.

He hit the ground hard. He couldn’t breathe. He was on a planet, but there was no oxygen. He quickly took a bite. The second it touched his he remembered he had forgotten to hold his nose. He spat it out and inhaled deeply. He didn’t have the breath to express his disgust verbally. So he just stood there with his hands on his knees gasping for air.

Once he caught his breath he slipped the taco into his bag looked around he was in a forest again, but the trees looked like grass. He looked up there was a giant foot coming straight down on top of him. Sam sprinted out of the way. The foot hit the ground sending him flying up in the air. He hit the ground hard. A giant hand scooped him into a jar. Oh well thought Sam. He reached into the bag, but there was nothing there. He turned it upside down and shook it, but nothing came out. Oh no thought Sam the taco must have fallen out when the hand picked me up. He looked up there it was the taco stuck to the roof of the jar. He jumped and tried to grab it, but he couldn’t. I guess I’ll just have to wait for it to fall Thought Sam.

He looked out of the jar and jumped straight twenty feet in the air. There was a gigantic eye staring in at him with wonder. Even though the giant was much bigger than Sam he could tell it was only a kid. The giant skipped toward a huge building Sam guessed was its home making same shake up and down in the jar. The taco will have to fall after this thought Sam. The giant pushed through a door and continued down a hall into a room in which an older looking giant in a lab coat sat busily typing away at his computer. The giant holding Sam walked over to the older giant. When the kid stopped Sam looked up only half of what was left had fallen. Ether I go and have less of a chance of finding a good place or I wait thought Sam. I guess I’ll just have wait. The little giant handed Sam to the bigger giant. The giant starred at Sam and then waved the other giant away. Ounce the little giant was gone he took Sam out of the jar and grabbed a magnified glass and started to study Sam. After about fifteen minutes it put Sam back in the jar he stood up and left.

The little giant glanced in noticing that its father had left it picked up Sam and took him to another room obviously a girl’s room. She took him over to a dollhouse and put him in a pair of doll close. Thank God thought Sam those close were starting to itch I guess all I half to do is play doll until she puts me down then I run for the other half of taco. He looked over at the jar and saw an ant take a bite of the taco and then disappear with the rest of the taco. Sam quickly grabbed his nose and took a bite of the taco, but when he got to the next world the ant was not there.

He looked down at the taco there was only one bite left. He looked around all he could see was white like the type of thing you would see on a cartoon.
“Dang it!” said Sam very frustrated. “Nothing is going right today. The next place will probably be like all the ones before it. I can’t believe I’m saying this but I wish I could go home.” Sam held his nose and took the last bite of the magic taco.
He opened his eyes he was in his kitchen. He glanced at his clock no time had passed. Maybe he hadn’t gone anywhere. Then why was he in doll clothes. I guess I better change before I go to work thought Sam. He turned to go to his room still looking at his clothes with disbelief and ran into something. He looked up there was a giant ant in his kitchen…


THE END

Blogging

I find it quite hard to think up ideas for blog entries (hence this blog entry), but as soon as I think of an idea I can write about it for ages. I was having this conversation with Drew last term, and he was the same. Sometimes I can sit at a computer blankly for hours, before I finally come up with an idea to write a blog entry about. Some people find it really easy, and they have blog entry ideas coming out of their ears! Unfortunately I am not one of these people.

Now I am completley contradicting my first sentence. I am fresh out of ideas for this blog entry! Soon enough, I am going to give in and push the menacing orange button below that says 'PUBLISH POST'. I don't like writing short little blog entries because it's not fulfilling. It doesn't give me the satisfied feeling that I have actually accomplished something.

That's it. I can't think of anything else to write. I am going to push the button. The button that has been taunting me for the past 10 minutes that I have been sitting here. Ok. Here goes. i am going to push it now. Any minute now. . . Wait! I just thought of an idea for a new blog entry!

Describing a parent without describing any physical characteristics

My dad is builder. He is outgoing and social, and he plays tennis every now and again. He always makes me hot chocolates before I go to bed, he takes me to basketball on Tuesdays, and he has rock n roll dance classes on Thursday nights. My dad is a good dad, and he always looks out for his kids.

Thing explaining my story thingamabob

Well, in English class we had to write a short story about the picture that was shown on the Smartboard. The picture was of a guy up high in the air that had fallen off his bike after doing a jump or something. There were lots of spectators around, and it doesn't look like the guy would land on the ground safely.

When Scott decided he would kill his character, I decided that I would aswell. I also decided to kill my character because I watched Stranger than Fiction starring Will Ferrell the other day. It was about a guy who starts hearing a voice that is narrating his life. It turns out that the narrator is the famous author Karen Eiffel, who is famous for killing her main characers in all her books.

Last night I typed up my story on Microsoft Word, but just as I had saved my work after I had finished, my laptop blew up (Well not really, the battery just died). I didn't think to get a note, as I thought I could just finish it the next night. Hover, this was not the case. Ms Wilson immediately checked for the work the next day, and I had to sit on the naughty side of the classroom (with all the other people that did'n do their work).

Story thingamabob

Not again! I was sooo close! I can’t believe I took the jump wrong again, and this time I was further up in the air, and my arms were caught behind my back so I couldn’t brace myself. I would like to tell you that I had a realisation about life and death as I hurtle through the air with my bike tumbling after me, but to be honest my only thoughts were ‘Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!’ As I hit the ground there was an almighty ringing in my ears, and then I blacked out. The last thing I remember was my good mate Bill helping me into the ambulance, and the ever persisting pain in my back.

I was dreaming that I was the last man on Earth, wandering land and sea with no purpose. It was a lonely place, but I was at peace. I looked upon the blue haze floating above the hills. The city ruins are behind me, me the troubles of the past dwelling in my mind. I looked over to the nearest traffic light, and there sat a beautiful bird. I felt strangely drawn to the bird, and I had the strongest urge to talk to it. I called out but my voice trailed off into the distance. I tried to call to it again but no sound came out. I walked over to the traffic light to try and reach the bird; I just had to touch it! At that moment, the bird suddenly looked up and took flight. I felt myself slipping back into reality as I saw the magnificent creature soar away.

I woke up on a comfy bed, and everywhere smelt like disinfectant and sick people. I saw the nurse slowly approach my bedside. I could tell by the look on her face that the news wasn’t good. She told me that I had been paralysed from the neck down. At that moment, a flurry of emotions went through my mind. Shock, disbelief, anger, worry, fear. I couldn’t live like that. I live for adrenaline and high intensity activities. I couldn’t live my live lying on a bed all day doing nothing. If I can’t move there is no point in living. I had to end my life. As I faded from existence, I heard the perpetual beep of the monitor next to me turn into a long and dreary tone.

Sub and Trans

Today for English homework I have write a blog entry using a list of words starting with the prefix sub- and trans-. I will underline and bold the words that I use. There is a list of 22 words, and I have to include all of them in this blog entry. So here goes.

This subject that I an going to talk about is about a substitute teacher that is person that has transmigrated from Argentina. His clothes are transparent and he has a tendency to transgress. He has a strange idea to subdivide the subway. Hopefully this idea is transient (if I was to use a more subordinate word I would say transitory), as this idea is very subversive. He made a transaction with the Russian president, and he managed to transfigure his mother into a magic taco. When these sorts of events are subsequent, it makes you think that someone is trying to transmit their ideas into our head.

Some day I would like to submerge my house in water and transpose the metric system. I would have a servant that was submissive, and I would write a book and translate it into any language you can think of. I would become a professional wrestler so I can beat my opponents by submission, and I would become president of the world and transfuse my love of basketball to the world. The I would invent a flavour called transverse that tastes like fresh urine mixed with marshmallows.


That was hard. The last sentence didn't make sense because it's late and my head hurts.

We're going to the zoo, zoo ,zoo. How about you, you, you? You can come too, too, too. We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo.

Today we went to the Auckland Zoo for science, to study ecology. It was a very eventful and entertaining day, mainly because Drew got bitten by a meerkat (typical Drew) and had to get tetanus and rabies injections, and because it was (ahem) mating season for the giraffes.

I didn't get to see all the animals (because it is a very big place), but my favorites were definitely the meerkats. I am just imagining now what it would be like to have the life of a meerkat. Lazing around all day, being fed and looked after every day, having strange people coming in to stare at you, having to clean yourself with your tongue-okay I'm going to stop imagining now.

I really enjoyed going to the zoo today (although some people were disrespectful) and I look foward to any other school trips that may come up in the year.

Homework (Fine! I'll say Home learning)

This blog entry is to talk about the pros and cons of home work. Keep in mind that this is my own opinion, so don't get angry.

Pros

-You can expand your knowledge
-You don't forget the work that you learnt at school
-It teaches time management
-I can't think of any more
-Still can't think
-Thinking. . .
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-Nope! I'm lost for ideas so I will move on to the cons

Cons

-It is a hassle. I mean I get home from school and feel like relaxing. But what do you know! I still have a pile of homework to get through! It's not like any of us have a life or anything. We all just feel like doing piles of homework every day (note the sarcasm). They say we are supposed to do at least 30 minutes of home work every day. To be honest, I would rather spend another 30, maybe even 60 minutes a day at school, and not have any homework. Even if the extra time was used to complete extension work to revise what we learnt that day.

-It is stressful. After we come home from school, some of us have extra curricular activities. We might come home at about 9:00 pm and still have a mountain load of homework to do. This has happened to me many times, and I have had to work late into the night to get it all finished. I could get a note, but then I wouldn't be learning anything.

-You get punished if you don't do it. If someone forgets their homework or just simply didn't do it, then they get a detention or something. Our parents are paying to get the best of our learning capabilities, but we need a break as well! We need a break every now and then so our head doesn't explode into a billion tiny little pieces.

I don't believe that home learning is a total waste of time, especially when exams are drawing close. I just think that we are being overloaded a bit, and maybe if someone important is reading this, then maybe they could look over my proposals (Yeah right!). Please leave a comment on this blog entry, and let me know how you feel about the situation.

Also take a look at this link and read some of the comments that people have written.
http://positivesharing.com/2006/08/homework-makes-kids-hate-learning/

Techno Music

The music that really annoys me the most is techno. It just keeps on repeating the same thing over and over (with the occasional robot voice saying something random), and it is full of weird beeps and futuristic noises. I mean it's okay for dancing at night-clubs (so my sister says), but not for just listening to. I bet there are a lot of people out there who disagree with me and that's okay. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. I prefer rock and heavy metal myself (Green Day, Rage Against the Machine, Avenged Sevenfold, Fall Out Bo, Metallica etc.)

My favourite band at the moment is Rage Against the Machine because I have just learnt a couple of their songs on bass, and my band can play them quite well. My favourite song is Unholy Confessions by Avenged Sevenfold. It's really cool because they have 2 lead guitarists.

Post a comment on this blog entry and tell me how you fell about techno music.

Easter

Easter is one of my favourite times of the year. Why? CHOCOLATE! I really like chocolate. The only creepy thing about Easter is the Eater Bunny. I mean it's actually quite scary that a giant rabbit breaks into my house and lays eggs everywhere. I didn't even know that rabbits laid eggs! What are they trying to teach the children these days? That breaking and entering is okay? And why does he have to come in the middle of the night? That's a bit dodgy. I would have thought that the police would have caught him long ago. He has only been doing it a few hundred years! They should arrest that weirdo and lock him up. Why doesn't he just wait until the morning, and hand the eggs out like a civilized being.

Anyway. . . For Easter I got 2 Moro egg packages. One of the pros of having separated parents is that you get 2 eggs. One from Mum, one from Dad. I have already eaten one Moro package (2 eggs, 2 Moro bars) and I still have one to go.

This weekend, I ate lots of chocolate, went to peoples houses, played PlayStation, ate more chocolate and played basketball. On Monday my basket ball team got into the finals for the Easter tournament. My team is the Under 15 Hibiscus Coast representatives. In the final we played Waikato, but we lost by about 20 points (darn). I thought we played pretty well though, considering that most of their players were about a head taller than me (and I am the tallest in the team). After the game, we went back to my team-mates house and ate pizza, played basketball and table tennis, and had a spa. I enjoyed my 5 day break and I am looking forward to the next set of holidays.

Video Thing

Today in English class wee had to watch a video on web safety. It was pretty freaky and it really opened my eyes to what I should and should not be putting on the internet.

The video was about this girl that had put her information details on the web, and a paedophile pretended to be a girl online, and pretended to be the girl's friend. The paedophile tracked the girl down but she managed to get away, and she also managed to get a photo of the man. The man got arrested and has been sent to jail for 2 years.

I think I will make my Bebo site less public now, because I know of the dangers online.

Round the Bays

My legs hurt. Want to know why? It's because I have just finished running 8.4 kilometres on the Round the Bays run. Well o.k I didn't run the whole thing, but I ran at least 6.5 kilometres (or 40 minutes) without stopping which, is quite a lot for me. I only walked once (for 10 minutes though!) and then I ran the rest. My official time was 61minutes and 1 second (I bet my dad), but there were so many people so every one had to walk really slowly for 10 minutes just to get to the starting line. Even then, you always had to find gaps in between people, and you sometimes just had to stop because you couldn't go any further without standing on someone. There were at least 70000 people in the race, and it was amazing to look ahead and see how many people there were.

After I finished, I had to walk another few kilometres to get to the barbeque area. My dad and I met up with some other people from my dad's work and had a barbeque and lots of fizzy.

I think I might do the run again next year, and I recommend it for anyone that likes to run (or brag about running).

Museum

Today our class and some other classes went to the museum. I didn't really enjoy the trip, but I learnt a few things about the wars. I just found it annoying that we had to carry our clipboard around everywhere, and my legs and brain hurt after a while. I still think it was worth going, because I got an insight of what it what it was like in the war, as well as some interesting facts and figures.

Snakes

The one thing that scares me most in the world is snakes! The way they move just sends chills down my spine. Also the fact that some are deadly poisonous, or could strangle you to death. I went to the wildlife museum in Sydney, Australia, and There were some MASSIVE snakes there. Even behind an inch of glass they seemed threatening! There was also the worlds most poisonous snake there. I wouldn't want to meet one of those in a dark alley!

For the same reasons, I also dislike eels and worms. If you ever throw a worm at me, I will NOT be happy. I have lived by a creek all my life, and my siblings had made a sport of fishing for eels in it. I would always half-heartedly take part, by if I ever caught an eel I would end up running off in the opposite direction.

Things didn't help my fear in Year 3 when we had a worm farm, and we were forced to handle worms. I outright refused to take part, much to the dislike of my teacher.

In New Caledonia, there were a lot of sea snakes. It just so happened that the most common was also the most deadly. When I was snorkeling in the crystal clear waters, someone mentioned there was a snake on the sand a few metres to my left. I quickly made towards the shore in a very panicked state. I did not go back into the water for quite a while after that. But even when I did, I was apparently about half a metre away from a snake when I was walking in the shallows (nobody told me until I was safely out of the water, otherwise I probably would have panicked and provoked it). After that I decided I would only stick to the deep water when I went snorkeling.

Lord of the Rings

I have just finished reading The Hobbit by J.R.R Tolkien, and although it wasn't very long, it was very hard to read. The old language used back in 1937 is quite hard to understand, and a few of the words I didn't know. Nonetheless, I finished the book and I am on to reading The Lord of The Rings. It shouldn't be much harder. It;s only about 800 pages longer and with much finer print! I have tried to read the books several times, and I have always failed dismally. I just couldn't get the hang of the old language used. But this time I am determined to read the book that has so far conquered me. I have read the preqeul and I am used to the language. I am going to keep a regular update on this blog of how far I get in the book, starting from now.

I am currently on page 82/1112

Guess how much I got the LOTR book (all three books in one) for. . .
$40? Nope. Less. . .
$30? Still less. . .
$20? Keep going. . .
$10? Nearly there!
$5?! A LITTLE bit less. . .
$2?!!!! CORRECT!!!!

Thats right, I got the book for $2. I got it from a school gala and I think the deal was 5 books for$10. ust by chance I saw the LOTR book under a pile of other books, like someone was trying to hide it! 'Oh well' I thought. I had been meaning to read that book for ages, so I thought I would start it straight away.
That was 3 years ago.
Oh well, I've started now and thats all that matters!

Intro

Well I have finally started my blog! After many complications (e.g. Doing it on the wrong website, not saving it properly etc.) it has finally kicked off. Now for Step 2: Posting things on my blog. I don't really know what I am going to write but I'm sure I will think of someting.
I was actually worried about starting this blog because I have never done it before, and I didn't know what to write. But after looking at some other people's blogs, I have managed to come up with a few ideas, and I have a general Idea of what to put in it.
So I hope you enjoy my blog, and I hope it goes as well as it is in my mind.