My Opinion on Toast

     Hi, Candies. Today, I will be sharing with you my opinions on different slices of toast on the internet for lack of better inspiration.

    Well, that's a bit demanding. The words on this piece of bread are, arguably, a work of art, so why would I heartlessly consume it? Besides, why would a slice of toast want to be eaten? Does this photo have a darker meaning? 3.5/5

   
     That looks delicious. The herbs, olives avocado, and the TOAST work so harmoniously together that any other preparation of toast now seems obsolete. 4.999.../5

 
     This looks disgusting compared to the above two pictures. Sadly, this is what my lunch at school usually looks like. Yeah, maybe I'll cut back on the PBJ now. 2/5

     This looks Photoshopped, but if it existed, it would surely replace overtoasted PBJ sandwiches as my school lunch of choice. However, the red things in this image look like tomatoes, but they could be pepperonis. This makes me question my perception of reality as a whole, which is both scary and exhilarating. 4.5/5

I do not own any of these images

See you next week, Candies!

Thoughts

     Hello, everyone. Today, I happen to be sick and therefore not in the best of moods. This is augmented by the fact that in P.E., they separate us into boys and girls when we do most sports. When they finally do mix us, the dudes never pass. This isn't helped by the fact that an embarrassing portion of the girls actually live up to the stereotype that causes the guys to hog the ball; that we are all gossip-obsessed snobs that don't know what end of a hockey stick you hold, much less how to use one. Not that that's an issue; if that's what makes them happy, they can go for it. I just think it's unfair that the rest of us girls have to deal with the effects of the actions of only a few of us. Oh, hey; that reminds me of a funny anecdote I must share. My friend's history teacher actually made the class write a paragraph on how their actions affect others. He did this because he wasn't in school the previous day, and two students actually lit the bathroom on fire. Obviously, that isn't a nice state to find your school in after you return from an absence of one day, no more. For us children that were actually there, we were treated (or punished, depending on your class) to a break from second period, in which we went outside, following fire protocol. Most of us could actually smell the smoke and see the fire truck as it drove on campus to extinguish our bathroom conflagration. Honestly, I understand that school isn't all puppies and roses, but seriously‽ Setting a bathroom on fire‽ The students have not returned to school since, to my knowledge.
     By the way, the unconventional punctuation you saw in the penultimate sentence of the last paragraph is called an interrobang, and it combines the functions of an exclamation point and a question mark. Although this piece of punctuation has something akin to a fan following, I think it's only useful for informal writing on forums like this one. However, it certainly performs its job admirably, and its unusualness makes reading it an experience in itself, emphasizing the meaning of the sentence after which it appears. I give the interrobang an 8/10; would recommend.
     And now, Candies, I must depart. The full evils of the common cold are starting to descend upon my being now.

Music I've Been Liking Recently

     Hello! I have been listening to a lot of music lately, and have developed what some might call a type. This includes:

1) "Again" by Noah Cyrus

2) "All Falls Down" by Alan Walker ft. Noah Cyrus and Digital Farm Animals

3) "Lush Life" by Zara Larsson

4) "Symphony" by Clean Bandit feat. Zara Larsson

5) "Love Is the Name" by Sofia Carson

6) "Dangerous Woman" by Ariana Grande

Music is nice to have on while studying, which is nice since I have a Science Olympiad meet on Saturday.

So bye

      Similar to Guava's post this week (click on the graphic to view it) and The Anthropocene Reviewed, a podcast by John Green, I shall be expressing my thoughts on items I happen to notice as I stare off into space.

4:59 PM:  Coconut water. So expensive, yet so irresistibly thirst-quenching and subtly sweet. Why does California have to produce most of the United States' fruits and vegetables and yet not grow coconuts? How can something so cooling and refreshing contribute to climate change every time it's transported to thirsty Californian residents like myself?

5:12 PM: Alexa; let me ask her to play some music.

5:13 PM: My Kindle Paperwhite. I am currently reading the Matched Trilogy for the second time. Currently, one of my favorite books is One of Us is Lying by Karen M. McManus. It's a murder mystery... or is it?

5:16 PM: Tennis Ball. One of Casper's toys that he left around. How come he never has to clean up his things but I do? I DEMAND EQUALITY!

5:24 PM: I know this is a short post but now I'm going to go study (sure, Nandy...).

End of the Semester

Hello, Candies!

My school semester ends today (when you're reading this), and this gives me mixed feelings.

I am mostly happy that I get a fresh start with my grades, which are just barely satisfactory for me (although I'd say I have high standards for myself).

I am also a little tensed because I get a fresh start, so every assignment will count again. Currently, if I miss a free points somewhere, it doesn't really drop my grade because of the number of points I have collectively. However, since everything is wiped clean, if I miss a question on a test, it will really show.

Maybe I worry to much about grades.

On a lighter note, some of my friends will be switching electives, since our school had some electives that are only for half of the year. I am not among these, but it will be funny to see them starting at their schedules and trying to find their new classroom(s) like naive new sevvies (which is what we call seventh graders. If you were wondering, some of us sevvies call the eighth graders eightiots).

I can't believe half of the year is over. It feels like yesterday that I was getting used to the fact that I have 6 different teachers. Oh, how the time flies. In only seven months, I shall get to look down at the new class of seventh graders and think midgets.

All in all, I can't wait for a fresh beginning and a chance to get an A+ at school and life. Strangely, my school doesn't allow A+ as a grade. I'm as confused as you are. Whatever.

Farewell, Candies!

Well, That Was Arbitrary

     I got a plant on Friday (of last week). His name is Marvin Eugene and he is a spearmint cutting from my science class. We learned about stem cells and got a plant of our choice, which we are to try to keep alive for about three weeks. Then, we can see the magic that stem cells perform like it's no big deal. I take very good care of M. Eugene, but since our house is shaded from every possible direction, I am afraid he isn't getting enough sunlight. Or maybe that's just me being paranoid. I might be just a smidge overprotective.
     The latest book I finished (and also a serious contender for my favorite) is called The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. I highly recommend for students my age with parental consent. It has also been turned into a movie which I can't seem to find on the interwebs despite my borderline desperation.
     School this week included four tests over three days for me, but at least when you're reading this, I am about to, am using, or have experienced Google VR headsets in my science class. My friend's science class did this last week and I have only been a little (oh, who am I kidding. A LOT) jelly. But now it's our turn. So there.
     This post was random. I just had a swimming class and am so tired that my head might just fall on the keyboard any second and type who knows what. Make sure to follow, comment, etc. Thyme for me to go to sleep (get the pun; thyme, mint???? No? *sigh*) Have a nice day and ad;nwoiuouwoiskalkjaoijbv

Scrutiny: The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian

     Greetings, candies! I shall be reviewing The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie.

   The story follows a Spokane Indian teenager as he leaves his reservation to go to a school in a nearby town with better facilities. He deals with racism and loss as he finds out who he is. This book shows some struggles of living on an Indian Reservation surrounded by poverty.

This book has moderate cursing and some usage of slurs.

     Although I totally didn't do a good job of explaining this book, I have to say that it made me feel for the main character. I would highly recommend this novel to children aged 11-14.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

     I'm sorry for the short post, but as you probably guessed, school started again.