My Great Relationship, and How It Quickly Ended

I'll start my story of my love life with explaining my English teacher, Mrs. Donoho. Seems weird, right? Well, don't worry, this is the story of how I made up a relationship for laughs. My English teacher can often show her passion for English by going crazy over something like prepositions and semi colons. So anyways, in class one day we were reviewing complex and compound sentences. We were sharing some complex sentences we made up ourselves. Mrs. Donoho asked one student if they used a semi colon in their sentence, and when they confirmed that, she practically yelled, "Oh I knew you used a semi colon, haha!! I'm sorry, I just get so excited over semi colons." Everyone kind of looked around at each other and burst out laughing, because no one goes crazy over semi colons, except for Mrs. Donoho I guess.
I thought it was really funny, so I told all my friends and other kids in my English class that I asked Semi Colons to the dance coming up just to make Mrs. Donoho jealous. The next day I was acting all crazy and telling everyone that me and Semi Colons were just meant to be and wondering if Semi Colons felt the same way about me. One of my friends told Mrs. Donoho that I asked Semi Colons to the dance, and she must have remembered that day because she thought it was hilarious! That night I got a brilliant idea. But, technically, it required patience (meaning I had to wait 2 days to tell the story thoroughly). I told everyone that I was totally breaking up with Semi Colons because all Semi Colons would talk about was "Mrs. Donoho this, and Mrs. Donoho that", "Mrs. Donoho loves putting me in sentences!".
I realized that if I didn't soon break up with Semi Colons he would start cheating on me. So the next day I told everyone that I found Adjective, or Adjective found me! Adjective was always complementing me, and was such a sweetheart. I told Mrs. Donoho, and she thought it was clever and loved my story. I'm letting the story go, though, because I can't break up with Adjective, can I? ;)

Just a Little Shout Out...

To my Best Friend! I hope you see this! I also want to put up this little poem I made for Beth when she and Claire and Abbie were at the doctor's office and I was at home watching Lucy and Ruth (I can't really count Ruth because she was asleep). I got tired of watching Batman the Animated Series so I stole Beth's journal and wrote a sweet note about Beth's great qualities and warned her to not turn the page. Assuming she would turn the page, I put on the next page, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TURN THE PAGE HAHAHA!' and warned her again to not turn the page. Again assuming she would turn the page, I made this up randomly (quick note: Beth's nickname is "Boo" because that's how Lucy would pronounce it when she was a baby):

Oh, Boo,
Crazy you!
You stink up lots of rooms,
'cause your feet are like brooms.
They pick up lots of crumbs,
I would also suspect gum.
Oh, Boo,
Crazy you!

How I shall explain this?: Do not go near Beth's feet! They do tend to smell bad if you get to close. Beth really enjoyed the poem and the little note.

Good luck during this storm!,

It's Been A Little Shaky Around Here...

I bet you know exactly what I'm going to talk about, but I'm going to say it anyways. The earthquake. I was sitting on the couch and I actually didn't hear it when I heard Mom yelling from her room where she was putting Ruth down for a nap. I, of course, ran upstairs and I was TERRIFIED out of my mind because I thought something was wrong with Ruth. I had that feeling, where adrenaline pumps throughout your whole body and you're ready to do anything to stop the problem, but you also feel that you might collapse any second. And then I felt it. It felt like somewhere, miles underground, the earth (which it was) was shaking. I immediately registered this as an earthquake, and it was so weird because I never felt anything like it before. Now, I have told myself, as like a personal rule, that in any natural disaster to go downstairs in our unfinished section where there are concrete walls and is partly underground. I was SO stupid. I didn't include an earthquake, because I really thought I would never feel one. It was literally one of the weirdest sensations I've ever felt. So, in my panic (I was actually feeling somewhat relieved because Ruth was okay, and I was so worried that something was wrong with her) I went to the worst place to go during an earthquake. That was all in about 30 seconds. I was personally shaking so hard it was almost hard to believe it was over. After that little trauma, I thought I would go back downstairs to make up for the terrible impression I had made during the earthquake. I was never able to make that up. The girls were terrified to go upstairs (which is ridiculous) and joined me downstairs. Oh, and did I mention that the whole time Ruth was just waving at us, which is her way of saying 'night-night!'
I'm also really excited for this hurricane.