Wednesday, October 22, 2014

hey

          Hola amigos!!!! So my day was good. Very good. Until I found out some devastating news.... So, I've become obsessed with the show Sherlock from BBC (British Broadcasting Channel), and there is this one character, Anthea, who is basically Mycroft's (Sherlock's older brother) assistant. She upgrades surveillance statuses, rides along when Mycroft sends a car to fetch John Watson, and other stuff. Well, i just found out that either the actress or the character died. So that put a damper on my day. But I know that you guys are always there, so no harm, no foul, right?
         I am also in our school newspaper, assuming a very minor role. I decided not to do anything major, since I have ELP and such, but yes. My dad just got home from work, and seems sort of worn out. We have soccer practice tomorrow, and in case you didn't know, my dad is my soccer coach. One of the best ones out there, too.
        Also, I am in the advanced writing class, although it seems there are only three truly advanced writers in the class. Sarah-Grace Stewart, Madison Mason, and myself. Then, to be fair, we are the only ones who have nothing better to do with their lives than to sit at a desk and write stories. Honestly, I get frustrated when people make major mistakes and act like it's nothing. Heck, i get upset when I make a grammar error, because it makes my pride level reduce quite a bit.
        I must inform you, that I am already planning for the future. In fact, I was hoping on doing some sort of foreign exchange thing, where I would go to London for a while, and somebody would come to America. Or at least some place close to London, where I can go to London often, and take my first ride in a taxi. I would obviously need to choose between going by boat or plane, but I am rather hesitant about both, because of the risks. Then again, what's life without a little risk? I'm also looking for colleges in England, when I move. It's easily perceived that I wish to move to England (London in particular), and I'm hoping to either go to Cambridge or Oxford, since they seem to have historic meaning, and seem quite prestigious, so I want to shoot for the stars.
        Recognizing that I must be dragging on, and getting quite tiresome, I must sign off. If you wish to read one of my pieces, you simply have to comment, and I will contact you.

-A.H.

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