This Fact of Life!

Okay, I'm not really sure what to say today, but I just gotta talk. (I can never get enough of talking. Except if I'm really nervous or shy, but that's besides the point.)
Well, Sophie says hi. She has been officially dubbed as "Minion" because she is my minion. (Anyone seen Despicable Me, yet? No? Then get you butt out there and watch it! Then you'll see what I mean.)
Oh man, what is there to say? It's hard to think of things to talk about all the sudden.
Okay, here are some cool facts...
1) Did you know there is such a thing called the 7 minute silence. It means that there is always an awkward moment of silence in a conversation every 7 minutes! Isn't that weird?
2)Okay, check this out next time if your at a grouping (family reunion, hanging out, something like that!) Notice how the men who are talking together will not face each other when talking. Most men will talk with their shoulders facing each other and they won't look at the other person. Now look at the women. They mostly stand facing head on and looking each other in the eye. That's so weird, but true.
3)Sophie's lazy. I know, hard to believe, but it is a fact! (Okay, so maybe not a cool fact, but a fact none the less.)
I better get to bed before I never wake up in the morning! (Oh, who am I kidding. I didn't get up till' 11 this morning!)
From The Interesting Fact Giver,
Annie

The World In General Post

Okay, so I went to Barbara Davis Center the other day for an insulin pump class thing.
OMIGOSH, Mom and me should be comedians.
So we got there super early, and then all these nervous parents come in and yadda yadda. The lady who gives the class comes in and starts asking for names and what pumps we're going on. (P.S. I have not decided that.) So she asks my name and I tell her "No Clue" and this is what she says with the way I reacted.

Lady: Annie...last name?

Me: Raises hand slightly.

Lady: Okay... and what pump are you going on?

Me: Silent for a moment. We're not sure yet.

Lady: Stares rudely at Mom and me. You know, you might not want to come to this class until you've decided what pump your going on.

Me: Raises eyebrow and give the "I'm-not-stupid-I-know-what-I'm-doing look"

Lady: After seeing my reaction- I mean... uh... your welcome to stay of course.

Can you believe it? Jeez, I wouldn't have gone if that had happened, but I wasn't gonna drive back from where I came through with traffic. Urgh. And then, she said the wrong thing to the parents.

Lady: When you are treating a low, don't base it on the number, base it on the symptoms.

Parents: Almost visible smoke coming out of their ears trying to grasp the concept.

Lady: So when they're only 68, and they're passed out, give them a shot.

My brain: Wait. So if I'm like, 24, which is where my blood is basically water, but I'm alert and maneuvering fine, then I should eat like 1 gummy bear and call it good? No. Idiot.

So the class was so pointless, that I could've taught it better.
Also, on the sheet of paper, it says this.

Symptoms of low blood sugar--
Shaking
Sweating
Convulsions
Seizure
Silliness.

Silliness. Mom and I started laughing so hard! We were like, "We better check my sugar! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"
Anyway, that was a long blog so I will blog maybe later.

From The Girl With Extreme Silliness,
Annie

A New Blog Helper!

Might I ask who can ignore this adorable face?? Anyone?

This (incase you didn't know) is my dog, Sophie. You can also call her Juju (Middle name), Soph (generall shortening), Tope-tope (when she's a little on the odd-ball side), Soph-soph (when she's cute), Dumpling (refering to her little weight problem... lol), Cheeky (right before I giver her a kiss that annoys Mom [sorry!]), Sqeaker ( when she sqeaks her fav. toy as fast as her little jaw can), Monster (when she bites your fingers), Fats-zo (when she's just being weird and we're making fun of her), Little Girl (when she acts like my personal baby except without all the baby needs), and lots of other names that I can't even remember like Baby, Silly Dog, etc.
Anyone want more pics? Don't feel afraid to comment!
From the Owner of Sophie the Pug and the Pug herself,
Sophie and Annie <3 (that's Sophie's way of saying she love you!)

Can You Hear That?

That's the sound of my heart bursting at finding a new great musician!!
Ever heard of Greyson Chance? I never did until now, but oh man! He is really good! Doesn't have any voice lessons? That is hard to believe! Was on Ellen the other day and my mom suggested him to me after I totally figured out who Justin Bieber was. (No offence to Justin Bieber fans, but I'm definitely not in love with him.) After not liking Bieber, Mom told me to look up Greyson, and I think I've finally found a new musician I like!
And it's totally inspiration for me to try and write some of my own music. If you wanna check him out his Youtube name is:
greyson97
Check him out! Only, I just hope he doesn't sink into a Justin Bieber catashtrophe. (Being how I think Bieber's a little to full of himself. Sorry!)
From the Awed of Greyson Chance,
Annie

Change... it's a Beautiful Thing... (humming)

Okay, obviously I've made some changes to the blog! How do you like it? The anime people at the top represent my characters in my book, just incase you were wondering why I have random anime people at the top. Also, the background is new, and I also got rid of Darth Vader quotes and Wic Wac Woe. I don't know if any of you used those things anyway, but people have told me they like the fish and hamster, so I'll keep those. Thanks to all you readers out there by the way! I feel like I don't say thanks enough.
Anyway, so now that you see anime, I think you probably know I like that kind of drawing, but I do like all other kinds too. It's sad, because I'm an artsy geek, but I guess that's just me. I do love to draw all sorts of things, so maybe I'll have to post some of my drawings later.
Let me know if you want me to blog anything in paticular, because nothing exciting here. Feel free to ask me any questions (even if it's just the common "What's your favorite color?" question... I need to get some bloggin' in!)
Note: When you comment and put yourself as anonymous, I have no idea who you are, so if you want me to know, sign your name at the bottom. That is, if you want me to know!
Thanks so much for reading!
From the Ever Changing,
Annie

Rain rain...

...stay right here!
Don't go away for another couple years!
Lol, funny, huh? You get it, rain...here...years... hahahahaha. Oh, never mind.
Anyway! How is everybody doing on this fine gray, wet day? (Well, it's very wet here anyway... wherever I'm at. [spooky music!] Dun-dun-duuuuuhhhhhh!) In case you think I haven't noticed that I'm a little weird, I know that I'm weird, and I know you know that I'm weird, so now you know that I know that you know that I know that you know that I know I'm weird. Got that?
I feel my spunk coming back a little... or maybe it's just hyper-ness from friendship bread (a.k.a. death for a diabetic.) That stuff is soooo good though!
Ok, so for a little treat for myself, I actually put uno tablespoon of sugar on my cereal today, which I've never done for six months, but decided to anyway.
Did you know?
That 1 tbs. of sugar is 15 grams of carbohydrates? That a lot of carbs!! (Carbs are energy, and each little unit I give my self is for the ratio of 20 grams/unit. If you don't understand, just go "Wow!" and pretend... that way you don't feel idiotic. It's a hard concept.)
From the Diabetic of Friendship Bread,
Annie

Six Very Long Months

Wow, I'm finally eligible for a pump! How is that for awesomeness?
Ok, the non-awesomeness thing is that I've had approximately 730 shots with in the past 182.5 days. (In case your math is a little slow today, that's about 1,440 shots per year!!!) How many shots have you had in the last six months? I bet it's not that number... lucky.
Anyway, nothing much more to say. Kind of a gloomy day for being my anniversary. Well, it was a gloomy event, so...
From the Girl Who Has Had 730+ shots,
Annie

The Uncreative Blog Post

Well, can't think of anything creative today... anybody have any hints? I mean, one day I'm totally creative and funny and the next... boom... I don't have anything to say. I really hope I'm not losing my spunk, because if I am, then this blog is not going to survive... drats.
So I guess I'm going to say some things on here that made my mom laugh... if you don't get it, then just move on.
Ok, so I had some advice on driving for my mom. My brother says that when you merge, you should just "Guess and Pray" but I said "Observe and Take Action." Hahaha... you get it? Haha... nevermind.
See? Spunk is going kerplunk. It's not good. I need to do a check on my humor! I'm losing me! Yikes... well better go and do that whole check on my humor. Ugh.
From the very Boring Today,
Annie

The Life of School

Ya know when you have those bad days? And it's soooo close to the end of the year and you're just soooo excited? Yup, I'm there!
Ok, so the bad day thing is just that people in my school are stupid and I have a headache, but the whole excited thing is 100% completely what I'm about today!
But, the problem with this week is that my entire schedule is totally screwed up! Ok, so this is normally what my list for the week is...
Sunday- Church
Monday- School, Homework
Tuesday- School, Piano Lessons
Wednesday- School, Youth Group
Thursday- School, Babysitting at my Piano Teacher's house.
Friday-School, FREEDOM! (but the occasional stupid Algebra Homework! Drats!)
Saturday- My freedom day!
Ok, get the picture? So I normally have a very constant schedule, but this week, Nope! (I don't know what day it is! Anybody have a clue?) My week has been this...
Sunday- Paint room
Monday- School, Babysitting at my Piano Teacher's house w/ best friend.
Tuesday- School, Piano Lessons
Wednesday- School, Youth Group
Thursday- School, No babysitting!
Friday- NO SCHOOL
Saturday- My freedom day?????
So I never had a Sunday, today should be my Wednesday, but it's Tuesday, and tomorrow is supposed to be Thursday, but I won't have a Thursday because I don't babysit, so Friday is my Saturday, but Saturday shouldn't be Sunday because I won't have church... understand?
NOPE! Me neither!
From the Scatter-brained,
Annie

My Wonderful (Full Of Themselves) Family

Okay, so my family has been buggin' me to give a shout-out, and I guess if I don't wanna be murdered in my sleep tonight by them, so...
Welcome to my family.
Ok, there's my mom. She is a dispatcher who works night shifts, so she is very tough and has inspired me a lot. She loves to read (I guess that's where I got it from) and she made me mature beyond my years. (Lol, right.)
Then there is my dad! He works for a windblade company, and he definatly is determined, because he goes to college online to get his bacholar degree! There's motivation!
Then my oldest brother. He's the caring older brother, where when I have a bad time, he normally pulls through for me.
And last, but certainly not least, is my older brother. (Middle child, incase you didn't understand. Ya know, cause my family is so confusing.) And he's the musical, tough guy kind of type. Although, he has his brother moments too.
So, I lied, my dogs are the last part of my family. There's Sophie and Georgette. G-dog is 5 years old, and Soph is almost 3.
Exciting huh? Not really. I wish I had something better to write because I'm totally losing the humor spunk I normally have.
From the One Who Maybe Is Losing Her Touch,
Annie

Ask Annie (#2)

90-something views! Thanks people!
Ok, so today we have another "Ask Annie" and I really appreciate whoever wrote it for taking a step out of your comfort zone! (I applaud!)

Hey Annie,
Maybe I shouldn't be asking you this, but i would like your point of view. There is a guy(don't they all start that way?). any way, he is so good looking, talented in music, funny and was a good friend of mine. we used to play fuse ball together, and we have done things with my church. We also talked on facebook chat from time to time. I was like head over heals in love with him. so, being the complete idiot I am, i told how i felt through a facebook email message thing. Later, through a friend, through texting, he told me he didn't feel the same way. but he said he would still like to be friends.so we kept talking an friendly. I kinka got annoying with the text messages. then one treadful day, he was facebook chat, and i said "Hi". He said "I'm ignoring u". I said "why?". he never spoke to me again!. i see him once in while...hateing him. but at the same time, I melt inside when i see him, and wish everything would just work out ok. I have tried to aplogized over facebook, but now he has removed me as his friend! I am just a mess! so what would u do in this situation? dont respond if you dont want to. sorry to bug u!
From Anony-2

Dear Anony-2,
Thanks so much for having confidence and putting out your problem! Of course I will respond! Ok... number 1- Facebook is Internet and it's hard to keep friendships if they rely on Internet only. I think you should maybe confront him face to face if you really want to apologize. Be completely honest and tell him exactly how you feel, with no speed bumps. It's always harder to talk to someone on front, but if you take the risk, then maybe he'll see how seriously hurt you are. If you're mad at him, tell him, if you totally are feeling gushy, be gushy. But before you maybe talk to him, do a little quiz on your self with these questions. 1. Is he worth it? 2. Is he good material (ya know, like does he respect everyone and all that) 3. What exactly is it you like about him? (Looks isn't good enough. You must like their personality.) And 4. Is he good enough for me? You deserve more than someone who's gonna put you off and tell you that he still wants to be your friend but isn't faithful to that. You say you go to church, so maybe pray if that helps. Heal yourself before you try to heal something else, right? It's like using a clogged up glue bottle to glue paper together. I wish you the very best and I hope I gave you at least some insight!
From Annie

Thanks so much again for reading!
From the Trying,
Annie

Ninja Addiction

I must be addicted to ninjas or something because I obviously have been talking about them quite a bit. My best friend is the "Secret Ninja of Awesomeness" (Ssshhhh! Don't tell anyone! It's a secret!) And then there's the "death by ninja" in my "5 months" entry. Is there anything to get out of this!!!
Also, I have this weird "Word of My Day" thing in my head, and the most common one is bubble. Sometimes it's muffin, or occasionally (if I spend to much time with my brother) it's indubitably. (Did I spell that right?) Other good ones are simplicity, velvet, rough, glob and other weird things that you would never think of. (Until you hear it, of course.)
Did you know that if you type "ssshhhh" spell check gives you the word Chihuahua? Weird huh?
There really isn't much to say today! (Surprise! I normally love to talk!) By the way, if you happen to have someones birthday coming up, you should search "funny happy Birthday song" and click on the first option you get! Hilarious!
From the ADDICTED,
Annie

Ask Annie (#1)

Hey people! Ever seen in your favorite magazine an "Ask ____" column? Well, your favorite blog brings "Ask Annie" to YOU!
Todays "Ask Annie" comes from Anonymous! Let's call her... "Anony."
Ok, here's the story!

Dear Annie,
I'm having a little problem. The other day, this guy I know was being really mean. I like to sing, and I guess I'm kinda good, and this guy totally made fun of me. He said he was going to shove a rock in my throat so I couldn't sing anymore! I asked him what he had against it, but he totally ignored me. And just yesterday, he did it again! My friend says that he "likes" me, and I'm not sure. What should I believe?
Anony

Dear Anony,
Thanks for asking! Guys are very difficult to understand (trust me!) I think you can't jump to conclusions on guys! They are very... sneaky, and each one is different right? So I don't think you should think he likes you, because that might not be true. But, keep an open mind, there's still is possibility! Dudes are hard to guess! Think of it as a math problem. The teacher says that you shouldn't guess and check, but that you should use the equation given right? One problem teacher! There is no equation for this problem! "Guess and check" is risky, but don't you fail the problem for not doing it right? Arg, I know, but you're tough! And hey, why should you let him take you over? He's just a guy, and the only thing that counts is what you believe! If you think you're a good singer, and you know your good, then he can't take that away from you!
Thanks for your asking!
Annie

So how is that? Good? Ok, well, if you want a personal "Ask Annie", then comment!
From your Wise One,
Annie

Reply to "the Comment" (scary noise in background)

See? I do answer to comments! If you comment, I'll read it! So don't be afraid to comment!!!


Anyway, the comment was from my very own mom, so incase you didn't read it, she has reminded me that I need to post some of my story.


So, here goes.


But first, I want you to see a picture I did of the main character, Sam. (Otherwise known as Aasami.) I found this pic on the internet, made it black and white, and colored the eyes blue by myself! I try to be talented. -sigh-


Anyway, hope you enjoy...

"Why do you talk to everyone here except me, One?" I unwillingly looked back at him and he was positioned in a relaxed pose. His red hair was flopped to one side and his scorching yellow-gold eyes burned through me. I had to stifle a gasp at his menacing, yet simple, look.

"You see my point." He was referring to my closed mouth.

"I've been warned," I pointed out. A flicker of anger and then curiosity slipped on his face. Then his eyes grew sly.

"Come take a walk with me," he proposed.

"I don't think-"

"Oh, come on. I'm your Guardian, too." I eyed him warily, and stole one last glance at Hikaru. He seemed too busy to disturb, so I stood up, slipped my shoes on and followed him into the dense forest.

He led us through twists and turns, and we ended up next to a river, where he stopped and leaned on a tree. I stood a good couple fee from him, just in case.

"What do you want?" He turned to face me, and slowly, closed most of the space between us. He kept approaching, so I, out of intuition, backed up. When I came up against a tree, I looked both ways, trying to figure out my next move, but he was to close for my liking and kept coming to me, like a lion on its prey. His arm came down on either side of my head, and I tensed to scream.

"You're asking what I want," he stated. Not wanting my answer. "And I want your trust." I was trembling, and I couldn't understand what he was doing.

"Back up." Hikaru's voice sounded behind the tree I was pressed up on. "You're making her uncomfortable. How would you earn her trust that way?"

A low growl sounded from him, who had looked up from me. I pushed my back into the hard bark, trying to get away, before something happened. He looked back at my shaking form and his eyes were raging like a silent fire. Suddenly, and before I knew what was happening, he grabbed my wrist and dragged me over to the river. I felt like a useless puppy as he dangled me over the ledge.

"No," I panicked. "What the heck are you doing?" As I slowly realized I was in danger, the circulation in my hands was slowly stopping. My arms ached and I started to moan.

"Let go of her!" My vision blurred, and I heard a loud smack. Air whooshed past me.

I'm falling. I'm going to die. I felt the water reach my ankles, and I screamed. It was terribly cold, terribly deadly, like a bolt of electricity searing through my body. The water dragged my head under, and I flailed my arms and legs, trying to get above the current, but there was no break. I was carried along, and oxygen was running out; I couldn't hold it any longer.

My consciousness was slipping, and the last thing I remembered was a splash near my head.

So there you go! I'm only in the 140's for my pages, and my goal is 400, so I have a looooong way to go!

From the Author of the Story Above,

Annie

Talent (-less)

Have you ever just picked something up and said, "I'm gonna do this for talent show!" Ever found out that it's really hard and you only got a week? That's how I feel.
Let's be up front, ok?
I do not play guitar. Sure, I play percussion and piano, but guitar? Nope! And then I decide to go on YouTube and look up "Blink" by Revive and try to sing and play guitar for a talent show! Good job Annie! So I basically have a week till the show and I have to learn it all within that time frame, because either that, it's a NoGo. My fingers have almost been rubbed raw and I just am starting today. How am I going to do it? I have absolutely no idea. Any hints out there?
I will try to get where everybody can comment by the way. If you find that you can comment, and you want to comment, (because I know there are people out there reading this who don't want to comment) then go ahead and give a shout out! Whatever you want... well, except for negative stuff like "you suck" and all that. (Because I totally don't need that bogus.)
And by the way... for all the diabetics out there in the world. Thanks for stayin' strong! I know it's hard, but put some humor in it, and like some would say "suck it up" because it's not gonna get better if you're moping.
From the All Randomness,
Annie

Hoppy Easter Everybody!

How did rabbits and chicks get accociated with Easter, might I ask? I mean, it's like, "Hey everybody! I saw a rabbit on Easter, so lets have a rabbit be the mascot!" and everyone else said, "Ok."
And how did we get the name "Easter"? I mean, I get Christmas, but Easter? Did everybody start goin' east or "easter" of where they were? Jeez, some holidays just do not make sense. I get the meaning, ya know, the Jesus came back from the dead and all of that, but I don't get why we turned it into some... I don't know... joke? People say, "remember the true meaning of Christmas" but where's the "remember the true meaning of Easter"?
All well. I guess it makes the holiday more exciting for all the little ones. Ah... remember those days? When you would go Easter egg huntin' and you'd eat at your grandma's house (unless your the grandma) or some other relative. Ya know, with the ham and potatoes and then cake or pie or cookies or whatever? When you weren't diabetic... oh wait, that's just me. (Unless your a random diabetic person who is reading this blog... which I highly doubt because there is only 17 hits on this thing.)
Which brings me to the little counter below... I've added it so maybe I'll know if I'm popular on the blog yet. Doesn't seem like that yet. Hello? Anybody out there? If you are, then please, I would greatly appreciate if you told everybody you know. Why? Because what isn't interesting about some random person's life, right? Ever heard a thing of a biography? Well, guess this is it for me. (Except, mine is full of humor and awesomeness, where as yours... well you probably don't have one. Get to work!)
From the humorous wonder,
Annie

Plenty of Sleep... for my dogs

Have you never gotten any sleep because your dog is right next to your ear snoring as loud as possible, and your other dog is making puking noises on the floor so you have to get up to help it? Well, that was my night. Luckily I slept from the time I got home to seven o' clock. (And then played rock-band for a couple hours.)
Besides that, I got great sleep from midnight to seven this morning. Yup, the life of someone with pugs... it's very interesting I must tell you.
Anybody own Rock-Band? If you don't, you so gotta get it, sooooo much fun. My favorite? Guitar of course. Then bass, drums and last is singing. By the way, how does singing get harder on difficulty levels? Hard is just like easy, and medium is like easy too, so whats the difference? But anyway... guitar is so much fun (except for when you forget to strum) and drums are a little exhausting. (It's like, tap-tap-TAP-tap, tap-tap-TAP-tap, tap-tap-SLIP!-bump-crash and burn for the rest of the song, and then your wrist hurts because it all twisted weird.) And bass is probably the easiet, so if you can't play that: give up. But besides all of that, its pretty fun.
Post ya later,
Annie

Deep Thoughts (with my usual humor)

You know when you like totally want something else to happen, and then since you're so bored you start think about the 'what ifs?'
First your like...
1. "What if I were to dare to say hello to some random person I haven't talked to all year even though they go to my school."
But then you go through so many 'what ifs' that you go deep, so your all like...
2. "What if I were to die right now? Would my life be complete? Would I be satisfied?"
Wow, if that doesn't blow your mind right there, then just wait till you start answering them.
1. "I would probably be mortified because I don't know the person and I'm suddenly talking to them and they think I'm a freak."
And then...
2. "Yes, I think my life would be totally complete. Even if I never talk to that person, or the person never talks to me, or if I never get a job or if I never do this or that, I would still be satisfied. Why? Because my life isn't terrible, but nor is it really great. I mean, I'm not totally looking forward to doing this or that, and so it's not something I have to do."
That's deep, dude. Real deep.
And why was I thinking this? Because I'm sitting on a bus with about 100 other people around me who are really loud and I'm listening to my ipod to shut them out, but that never seems to work. And you know what? Right when I'm thinking the whole 'what if i die right now' thing, my leg is almost run over by my mom in a car and I don't even flinch. Is something wrong with me? Or maybe school is killing me... great. Just when I thought I'd die a cool death right? Like a severe low of diabetes or something, but nope! I just had to get the death by school. My life is great right?
You atleast like reading right? Because then you would hate reading this blog if you didn't? But your reading, so you must like reading, but that's just a guess. You could just be reading this 'cause your bored, or your looking for encouragement or you love my awesome sense of humor. (Ya know, because I'm chauk full of that stuff.)
An hour later after...
Anyway, just wanted to point out that if you like this blog you probably like reading. (But I still think it's my sense of humor that makes you read this.) And that I'm trying to write a book (still in lots of progress) and I'm willing to post a couple passages. My best friend is the only one who's read as much as I've written and I'm determined to keep it a little secret incase I deside to maybe get it published. (Maybe.) And if anyone would like that, well, comment if you can. If you can't, I'll just go ahead and post anyway!
Brought to you by your beloved blogger,
Annie

5 Months

You'd think I was 5 months old by the title, but it has been 5 months since I've started my new life. I had my first meltdown in months yesterday. I was doing so well and then... WHAM!... I suddenly crashed. People say you get better and the meltdowns get less, and they're right, but when they do come, its like an atomic bomb hit your poor shotted stomache and like you have a knife slicing through your head at lightning speed! (Emphasis on the lightning speed, because the meltdown comes fast!)
Anyway! Grades came in... yay. I think it was a 3.2? 3.1 maybe. Whatever it was, it wasn't failing right? So that's a bonus. Not happy about having to go through another Quarter, but hopefully I'll live. (I mean, if school killed me, that'd be a pretty sad death. It's like, "How'd you die?" and I would say "School killed me." and they would be like, "That's pathetic, my death was I was on a secret mission for the Academy of Secret Agent-ness and a ninja attacked me from behind with this gigantic macheti and I dodged but then he swung down with his macheti on my head and I slowly snuffed out of my life." I would feel pretty stupid. Yup, humiliation, even in heaven. Sucks.) So hopefully, school doesn't kill me, but you know, school is unpredictable with all the homework they give, even on weekends. It's all like, "Yay! No homework for the weekend!" and then you go to math class and it's "pg. 449 #2-22even, 32-48all, 60, 61" and of course they are all the questions with "a, b, c, d, e, f, etc." and then you hate your weekend and try to put it off and then you fail the class! Thanks a lot Algebra!!
And of course you can never ever trust your home anyway. When you get home as a diabetic, your habit is to check your blood sugar. It doesn't matter how you're feeling, you go into the kitchen, get all your little blood testing stuff out and prick your finger... again! And then you feel stupid because your blood is like a perfect 100 and you totally poked yourself for no reason. Ugh, sometimes life is just cruel!
Well, gotta go. Math homework, hey! What I tell ya?
Adios from the Planet Annie (or I'm probably a country, I'm not large enough to be my own planet, so I'll be the Country Annie! How does that sound?)