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So... guys... I've been meaning to tell you all about my new tumblr account. That I got in, like, September...

so... go to it...
http://tarkaneea.tumblr.com/

Yep. Life Has Caught Up to Me.

Okay, so I'm a sophmore in highschool, for those of you who don't know me. :) I'm in 3 AP classes and 2 college courses that aren't AP. I'm not bragging. I'm complaining. I hate homework. I have at least, AT LEAST, 3 hours of homework EVERYDAY!!!! Even on the weekends! My life sucks... I'm practically failing AP AB Calc... Yep...

Right now I'm literally jamming out to my favorite Christmas song; His Favorite Christmas Story by Capital Lights... I love that song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He met her up in Delaware in 1937. She was wearing red lipstick to match her pretty dress. December 24th at a quarter till eleven is when he finally gained the courage to ask her to dance

 

:)

Back to complaining...

So, National History Day. Yep. Anyone who knows me, knows what I'm doing. Anyone, Anyone? Buler? Just kidding... (or am I?)

Well, I'm doing Ronald Reagan's Speech at the Bradenburg Gate on June 12, 1987. My favorite line is "We do not mistrust each other because we are armed. We are armed because we mistrust each other."

***SQUEAL***

I know... I'm a geek. I can't help it!!!

Goodreads Reading Challenge Update...
       I'm at 95 books... 5 left in the next 25 days... a book every 5 days... I think I can do it... maybe?

Bell Choir is making my life a living hell right now. I'm missing 6 days of school in the last 3 weeks of school before Winter Break... About the time when teachers are trying to shove last minute knowledge into our heads... Needless to say, my life sucks...

But! Driver's ed is over tonight!!!!!!!!! *Happy dance* You have no idea how much I hate Driver's ed. It's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO boring...

Twenty years later as he took his last breath It was on a cold Christmas morning on a hospital bed The children were grown, he had nobody left Except the little old nurse who was holding his hand. He said "Ma'am can you share a little holiday cheer?" A simple Christmas story was all he wanted to hear But his eyes filled with tears at the words that she spoke Because his favorite Christmas story was the one that she told.

She said I met him up in Delaware in 1937. Though I never caught his name he was a traveling man. December 24th at a quarter till eleven I'm so glad he got the courage to ask me to dance.