Many people would describe my skin color as "white". I consider myself more as a"translucent". Anyway, I'm going to Palm Springs on vacation later this summer and will most likely "roast" if I don't get somewhat of a tan. My dad suggested(even though he is more translucent than I am) that I go outside everyday and sit and tan. Well, that worked out well. The first time I do this, I wear like SPF 1 million and still manage to get sunburnt, but only on my left leg. WHAT THE HECK?! Why does this stuff happen to me?! What did I ever do?! Then, just as my leg burn was beginning to fade, I went to my brother's baseball game and got sunburnt AGAIN!
This time it was only on my right upper arm and my knees and shins. I look like a blotchy tomato:(
If only I looked this good........and happy.
For some reason the sunburn on my arm hurts the most and is the most aggravated by far. When it fades I'll be left with only one tan arm. This sure does suck. Then I'll be a blotchy rotten tomato. This is what I get for trying to get a tan. People who are as translucent as I am shouldn't tan without SPF 1 million and 2. That defeats the purpose of tanning, but at least I won't get skin cancer(no guarantee after this sunburn though....)
We all have "irrational" fears in our lives. I'm here to tell you that my fear is perfectly RATIONAL. I hate spiders! I can't stand them at all! Whenever I see one crawling around I often react something like this:
*You're welcome for the free advertising by the way:)*
However accurate this commercial is relating to my feelings about spiders, the man who "killed" it with his shoe took the easy way out. I have a much more efficient(if not efficient, entertaining?)way to kill spiders. The following story shows a great use of household items to bring about a spider's death:)
It is past eleven o'clock at night and everyone in my house is awake except for my mom. My dad is watching TV downstairs, my grandma is brushing her teeth, and my brother and I are messing around trying to kill a freaking spider.
I first noticed the the spider on the ceiling in my bathroom and let out a little whimper. I yelled downstairs and asked my dad if he would kill it for me. He just told me not to worry about it and get ready for bed. Of course, it would have been easy for me to "forget about it" if I wasn't afraid of it coming into my room and eating me in my sleep.
I then recruited my brother to help me kill the darn thing. We tried tennis balls at first; throwing them at the ceiling.You would think we would just reach up and squish it, considering we are both tall for our ages. NO! That would just be too easy. Our aim was always messed up with the tennis balls and my dad started yelling at us because my mom was asleep and we had already succeeded in waking up my grandma.
This was seriously "man VS nature" . Our grandma was the next person to get involved in the project. She suggested we just take a shoe and squish it. Both my brother and I refused because we didn't want spider guts all over our shoe(believe me, this thing was juicy looking). Our methods got more and more scientific. We got scotch tape, a baseball bat, and some toilet paper. Oh yes, this meant war!
During this whole bazaar event, my grandma watched as we taped the toilet paper on the baseball bat and on the count of three squished the spider with the tip of the bat. It was still twitching when we flushed it down the toilet.(Of course, I got the "honorable" job of removing the toilet paper and spider from the bat. Oh joy.) Needless to say the spider was finally dead and I could go to sleep finally without the worry of the spider crawling into my room at night.
Moral of the Story: To all spiders, don't mess with my family or we will beat the crap out of you with a baseball bat >:)
Hey there, nobody! It's been a while since my last post and that's because my life is incredibly busy. Well...not really. I'm just enjoying summer like any high schooler would. Because I have had so much free time, it leaves me time to think about the world in a better perspective....ready for it.....
Ya gotta love Spongebob! But I digress.........The purpose of this post was to discuss something important! Something that is definitely important in our everyday lives. CAMELS!
Anyway, I was thinking, what if a camel was pregnant? Would that give it an "underbelly hump"? I was determined to find out and I found the following pictures:
(keep in mind these are dromedary camels= 1 hump normally)
I must say that I am entirely disappointed! Why?
First of all, I couldn't find a picture of a pregnant bactrian camel(2 humps). Well, these dromedaries will have to suffice. Second of all, these camels are bulging out and not down like I thought. (Something gravity can't conquer I guess.....) Therefore, camels don't have extra humps like I thought they would when pregnant........ I guess that a camel with more than 2 humps is something that you just can't find in nature:( Not that you can find it a experimental lab somewhere either.......But who knows? It's a crazy day and age that we live in. Oh well, the sides of these camels are quite enlarged, so in a way they are like side humps:D
Educating people about pregnant camels is all in a half an hours work:D
