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“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” 
--Dr. Seuss

I love that quote <3 its so true. sure, you may eventually fall asleep, but usually you don’t want to, or your thinking of your loved one at the time you finally fall asleep, or maybe you fall asleep in their arms, regardless of the time. staying half-conscious and listening to his heartbeat. or maybe you stay on the phone with him until long after one has fallen asleep, just in case he wakes up. and you still with them sweet dreams in case he can hear you, or hear you in their dreams.
when your in love, whenever you do fall asleep, you dream of him. almost every night, we all try, or even not try at all and our dreams start off with him, to dream of him each night, but we all have those occasional uncontrollable weird dreams and maybe even dream-less nights. But at least 4-5 nights a week you will dream of him, whether you try or not. your dreams of him will be vivid, and you will wake up thinking and wishing he is there beside you. then when you realize it was all a dream, you try to wright down or re-think what happened in the dream to keep it locked in your memory so you can plan it as a date or something. I dreamed of Disney in Paris with him. then later I dreamt of a moonlit walk on the beach. and then I dreamt of a picnic in a little haven in the woods or a small field or open area in the woods. the sounds and atmosphere is so peaceful there.
when you love someone, you find perfection in their imperfectness. you can’t get him off your mind even if you tried. and he’s always on your heart/ whenever you feel uncomfortable or in danger you wish that he would suddenly appear and be there to protect you. when you love a guy, his heartbeat is a lovely sound <3 and when you are with him its like your dreaming. living in a fairy tale or a princess movie. when your in his arms, nothing matters but you and him; all of your troubles melt away for another day. when you love a guy, you can’t help but smile when your with him. When you love a guy, you can spot him from across the room or field. When you love a guy, his hugs are healing, his kisses are the sweetest, his eyes are captivating. the spark is magical. he can make you cry tears of happiness, and make the sadness go away. a simple good morning from him can make your whole day, a kiss along with that is a gift <3
when your in love, you only want to be with him. you leave your jacket at home so you can wear his. you can’t see anything in anybody else. the other guys are just background, even when you are not with him. and even if it’s a rare occasion your not thinking of your loved one, even the cutest boys are just extras in your fairy tale. they're nothing compared to your prince. and the only things you wish for have to do with him <3 when you hear or read his name, or even a version of his name, you get this unique feeling, your brain gets a burst of spark, and you smile and when you are with him you both glow, and your friends compliment how the two of you light up when you see each other. and you hear “awww”s whenever you walk together.
when you love someone… everything changes. and he becomes your everything <3

My Spider Made an Egg Sack!

well, you can tell by the title, my Green Lynx Spider made an eggsack. my friend was walking by my house while me and my parents were working on our halloween decorations, and he hardly ever comes on base so he hung out for a bit, and I showed him my spider and whe seemed highly active for her usual behavior. at first I thought it was the bright flashlights freaking her out cuz it was night time, but then the nect morning when I went to check up on her, her thorax was skinny and shribbled looking. and she was guarding her newly-made, oddly-spiked pyramid shaped eggsack yay she was active that night cuz she was making an eggsack. Yay baby spiders

My Green Lynx Spider

Its been a wonderful autumn so far. My Green Lynx spider is growing up pretty big, I consider it a she as far as I know because she has changed her thorax color to a duller color since she moved to the top of the rose bush. Female green lynxs lynses lynxi, whatever the plural is, can change their color to match their surroundings over a course of 10 days. October is the main month where they will crate their large brown egg sacs. She hasn’t made one yet, but I have notices as she has grown that her thorax is getting wider this month. I have not seen another green lynx so I don’t know if she has mated or not. her thorax size might just be normal, spiders tend not to get fat. I am not sure how long they usually live but she used to be a little less than an inch including legs, now she is twice the size. I have managed to get some beautiful pictures of her. I am currently searching for a new plant to transfer her too because I am moving shortly after Halloween and since she is living on a rose bush, she has a high chance of being killed by someone who is unaware that they are harmless beneficial spiders. However, they look poisonous, so many people suspect that they are and kill them on sight

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Dear Google, why have you not made a doodle for Gandhi's birthday today?

I am very disappointed in you Google, no doodle for Gandhi's 142nd birthday on Oct 2nd for 2011 thumbs down Google

learning the periodic table in order

http://ia700407.us.archive.org/14/items/JamesFodorPeriodicTableSongVersion2/ThePeriodicTableAudiov2.mp3

learning the periodic table in order to the tune of “We Didn’t Start the Fire”

praseodymium sounds like “praise ze odinium” so its fun to say

when looking for the video online, try to find the version 2, if u find the original scroll down and the link to the new one should be there. the version two corrects the mis-pronunciation of the word iron, the first one says “ion.”

St. Louis

I should have posted this a long time ago. These pics are from the FIRST robotics international championship in St. Louis.

 

 

Morgan Freeman met all the teams from Mississippi, including our team, Team Fusion, because he grew up in Mississippi.

 

 

 

Morgan Freeman and my teacher Mr. Gunkel talk about the team.

 

 

Morgan Freeman signed our spare robot arm. After his stroke his left hand doesn’t work so he had to sign with the right, but its still beautiful.

 

 

 

 

I took some beautiful pictures of the St. Louis arch while we were on our way to the dome.

 

 

 

 

 

The Edward Jones Dome.

 

Ash! one of the teams was Poke’bots. or something related to poke’mon, I forgot.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had a blast at the championship!

you can bring people miracles: something that will touch your heart :)

I read this on a facebook forward, it touched my heart <3 :’)

Forwarded ....PLEASE READ.... GET YOUR TISSUES OUT ... I was walking around in a supermarket when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.