Diane’s World

I had that song stuck in my head all day today. Good stuff.

I got a fish. His name is Cow. This is Cow:

Cow is my best friend.

He is a siamese fighting fish that lives in a water pitcher in Sarah’s kitchen.

Everytime I walk past his bowl, I barely expect him to still be living.
Enough about Cow.

Patrick is my next best friend. He’s a funny boy with vocabulary of “no”, “nana”, “ball”, and “uh-oh”. We have many intellegent conversations.

I have taught him how to give high-fives yesterday.

Ok. It’s official: I have the cutest nephew in the world.
Well. I strongly advise you to look at my sister’s family’s blog site (see the link on the right). It has all the pictures of her new house so that is kind of fun.

I went to a wedding today. I hate going to weddings.

I planned mine out: it will be a barn in a hick town, and everybody will be wearing overalls and carrying pitchforks, and the reception will be a barn dance.

Ok, fine - I’m joking.

I don’t belong here anymore.

I don’t belong anywhere anymore.

I decided that “the home is where the stuff is.”
I’m done with my articles - all I have left to do is half of my research paper. I have a week left -hooray!

So.
I’m out of things to say
This is my last month of being a teenager! 24 days left. There shall be much rejoicing!

Ok. Only 48 days left until I am at Dordt again!

-Diane