This week I don’t really have anything that I really want to talk about so I think that I’m going to just talk about something totally random and that I don’t really want to talk about it. Last weeks school week was to me at least the best week of school ever. I mean come on the beginning of the week started off great with an early out, and after that it only got better. I mean what else could you ask for Monday was a early out then Tuesday was a two hour delay then Wednesday thru Friday no school, and I definitely have to say that a five day weekend was the toping on the cake for the week, and it was very exciting that each day that we didn’t have school to look on the TV. in the morning to see that we didn’t have school but I’m going to lie it did get old after awhile, I’m not saying that I don’t like snow days, just after awhile I got tired of not having school, which for me is really weird because I like snow days for the fact that I didn’t have to wake up at my normal school day time those three days.
But for those three days I didn’t really do anything because it was way way to cold to be outside. But hey a snow day is a snow day, and I’m not complaining with not have school, because it’s the best being able to sleep in for five days straight and being able to catch up on sleep, and just chilling and being lazy for those five days was also good. But when school came around this week it stunk. It was so so hard to wake up on Monday morning due to the fact that being able to sleep in for five days straight and then this day having to wake up at normal time, stunk. But hey having a five day weekend was the best thing that has happened this year so far, and hopefully in the future that more snow and freezing temps (which wasn’t the best part of the whole thing) will come again and a five day weekend with happen, but how likely will it be that, that will happen again.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Something random
Ok I totally know that this topic that im going to write about is going to be totally random and has really nothing to do with the other topics that I have been writing about. But it’s something to write about. I was just thinking about something to write about and this is the only thing that I could possibly think about to actually write about that will give me a lot to write about. So any way, my grandfather was a sail boater, and when I was little I and I went to my grandmother and grandfathers house we would go to the lake (if it was warm enough). When we got there my grandfather would go right to the dock and walk right to were his sailboat was located. My grandmother and I would follow and stop were the boat was parked. My mom rarely went on the boat because she got motion sickness really bad, so it would just my grandparents and myself on the dock.
My grandfather raced in many of the races that were held at the lake that weekend, and it seemed to me that there was one about every other weekend. And every time that my mom and I would come over to their house, he would talk about the previous weekend of sailboat racing. He was actually to what I know really good at what he did. I would always see the many first or second place trophies that were placed on the mantel of their fireplace, and there were many to be seen. When I would go on the sailboat races with my grandparents, I wasn’t to big on the whole thing of when the boat tipped to the point were it was pretty close to were your feet could touch the water and this happen only when the sails were up. So to make me feel better my grandmother would tell me what she did when the boat began to tip.
I think that the sport of sailing is kind of interesting and that’s kind of why im writing about it. I think it’s interesting because it all depends on the weather. It also depends on if there is enough wind so that the sails can make the boat go fast enough. So if there’s not enough wind or maybe it might have been to windy then there wouldn’t be a race that weekend. I think that my grandfather was very passionate about sailing and im glad that he took me along for the ride on the boat.
My grandfather raced in many of the races that were held at the lake that weekend, and it seemed to me that there was one about every other weekend. And every time that my mom and I would come over to their house, he would talk about the previous weekend of sailboat racing. He was actually to what I know really good at what he did. I would always see the many first or second place trophies that were placed on the mantel of their fireplace, and there were many to be seen. When I would go on the sailboat races with my grandparents, I wasn’t to big on the whole thing of when the boat tipped to the point were it was pretty close to were your feet could touch the water and this happen only when the sails were up. So to make me feel better my grandmother would tell me what she did when the boat began to tip.
I think that the sport of sailing is kind of interesting and that’s kind of why im writing about it. I think it’s interesting because it all depends on the weather. It also depends on if there is enough wind so that the sails can make the boat go fast enough. So if there’s not enough wind or maybe it might have been to windy then there wouldn’t be a race that weekend. I think that my grandfather was very passionate about sailing and im glad that he took me along for the ride on the boat.
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