It's been a while since I've posted. Not as long as the last gap, but still pretty long. Kind of.
Let's see.... What can I talk about...? Well... Today is Groundhog Day. Happy Groundhog Day! I remember I used to be obsessed with Groundhog Day in second grade and I'd be like "What did the groundhog say what did the groundhog say?" and my parents would just in their heads be like She still believes this crap (sorry for cursing kind of) wow.... and I'd be like "Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me!!!" and they'd be like, "Well, this groundhog said spring would come early but the other -" "YAY EARLY SPRINGGGGGGGG!!!!" and my parents would just sigh. At least that's how I envision it.
What else happened? Hmm..... OH! Yesterday I did a bunch of math (I couldn't solve the problem and it was frustrating me so much) and was simultaneously messaging people (because I'm cool like that) and one of my friends sent me a link to this very funny video which I won't link like I usually might because that would be too much information about my life and one of the advertisements was titled "Super Bowl XLIX Advertisement" or something like that (and for those of you who don't speak Roman numeral speak, that's the 49th Super Bowl) and simultaneously that friend texted me "There are people screaming outside because a touchdown was scored" and I nearly slapped myself on the head because I had forgotten about the Super Bowl (this happens every year). After about 10 seconds of actually caring about the Super Bowl I went back to my math, which went something like cosine of 30 degrees = sqrt(3)/2 = x/2y so therefore 2(sqrt(3))y = 2x and so x = sqrt(3)y and then I find sin 30 degrees and evaluate that for x in terms of z, then find y in terms of z and use that in another shape somewhere in the weird hexagon and solve for all the areas and find freaking x. Either way, I didn't understand what in the world I was doing. And then the game supposedly ended and another friend asked me "Did you watch the Super Bowl?" and I just replied "doing math...." and I think the person literally responded the fastest a person has ever responded to me "YOU DID MATH INSTEAD OF WATCHING THE SUPER BOWL????" and I was just like "Yup... that's me...."
Now that you know more about my life let's talk about more stuff since this blog post is really empty. Maybe I should add random pictures.
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| It's a penguin! |
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| Cookies..... |
Speaking of cookies, it's Girl Scout cookie season again. You know what I'm talking about, hopefully. If not, click on this link: SUPER COOL POST ABOUT COOKIES. A reader suggested to me that I write something about Girl Scout cookies, and then he suggested that I write about how Girl Scout cookies are like child labor. I have two things I want to say about Girl Scout cookies: 1) I feel like I'm selling legal drugs and 2) I suppose it's child labor but it's not really but then again it is.
Point 1: At our school we're not supposed to be in possession of actual money, like cash or coins. Instead, we have "ID cards" that we use to pay for items. So if I want to sell Girl Scout cookies, theoretically, I shouldn't be getting money at school. However, a) 'Muricans don't follow rules 'cause we're cool like that and b) the people that I'm selling to live pretty far away and it's too much work to deliver them directly to their house (also a waste of money on gas). So I bring them to school, and we exchange there. But since it's forbidden, I feel like I'm selling drugs. For example, the person I'm selling to will be like, "Meet me after 5th period" and I'll just be like That kind of sounds like "Meet me behind the alley" and I don't think I'm a drug dealer I'm an innocent Girl Scout trying to sell cookies.
I suppose that thought brings me to point 2, which is that I suppose selling Girl Scout cookies is like child labor - but it's not - but then it is. If you weren't aware, when selling Girl Scout cookies, not all the proceeds go to the Girl Scouts - some goes to the bakers who bake the cookies, and some goes to the "troop council" so that they can "fund themselves" and then like 75 cents of each box goes to the troop. Each box is around $4-5, by the way. So these innocent girls are essentially being brainwashed into making money for these bakers and troop councils by being convinced it's for "leadership skills" and "money management" when in reality they're working for adults and being all innocent to make their money. Of course the adults put in work too but the children are working and making money and that's kind of child labor. I guess. Maybe? Unless they're not children. Plot twist: Girl Scouts are actually full-grown adults disguised as children. Ha.... Ignore that....
Anyway, this topic is getting pretty serious now and I'm not an expert at all on child labor so I'll just stop before people come throwing tomatoes at me (hahaha laugh anyone who gets that which is only like one person okay whatever) (like anyone would read this anyway.... ha ha....).
I guess that was a good enough filler post. That's all for today. Whoopee.
-Me.
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