133. French novelist Anatole France wrote: "An education isn't how much you have committed to memory, or even how much you know. It's being able to differentiate between what you do know and what you don't." What don't you know? (Brown)
I don't know...
1. what the capital of Angola is
2. how to stand on my hands
3. how to iron a formal shirt
4. why the ocean is blue (although I remember reading about it somewhere)
5. if the sun is going to destroy the world
6. what happens in the sixth episode of the second season of the Big bang Theory
7. what I will do tomorrow
8. why I get angry at little things
9. when to stop talking
10. where the next earthquake is going to strike
11. if I will survive another day
12. why the AP Biology book is so enormous
13. how to always keep my study table clean
14. what to do with the ten unpaired socks
15. how the flowers in my garden get through the cold weather
16. why my brother is screaming while I try to work
17. if I should have made my bed by now
18. what the world will be like in 15 years
19. how to reply to an awkward message
20. why the computer screen is so bright
21. I like to read
22. What will happen tomorrow
23. What will happen the day after
24. If I will go to my desired college
25. If I will become a successful person
26. When I will start earning my own money
27. what kinds of friends I will make
28. What I will do with my life
29. Why I keep wondering these things
30. Why I am so hungry right now.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Challenge 56: Routine
127. Describe a daily routine or tradition of yours that may seem ordinary to others but holds special meaning for you. Why is this practice significant to you? (Barnard)
Early morning, I wake up and sit up on my bed. The weather is cold outside. The marbles on the floor shoot cold bullets at me. I shiver. Gathering up the courage, I throw away my blankets and let my feet find the slippers on the foot of my bed. I stand up, stretch, grab my toiletries, and head to the toilet. And thus, the most important activity of my day begins.
I have to say that sharing the bathroom with around twenty more girls isn't pleasant. I run into them sometimes, I can't personalize the toilet, and sometimes, I have to encounter things I'd rather not. But, all in all, the toilet helps me get ready for the day.
As I enter the toilet, I see a small group of girls lazily brushing their teeth, their hair, and whatever else. Their eyes are barely open and they lean on the sink for support. But me, I am wide awake. I smile to myself as I see my tangled hair and weary face.
As one of the sinks is freed, I rush to claim it. Then, I dab some toothpaste on my toothbrush, hold it under the running water, and start brushing my teeth. I feel better already. And by then, I am used to the cold around me. I hold small conversations with my friends as I attempt to not drop the fuzzy, toothpaste and saliva mixture on my shirt.
After brushing my teeth, I wash my face. This has to be the best part of the activity because I feel like a new person afterwards! I mix the face wash with a little water and get the foamy effect. I rub it on my face gently and feel relaxed instantly. I wash my face with a lot of water and feel fresh and ready for the day.
Odd as it may seem, brushing and washing is something that holds lots of importance to me. It gets me ready for the day, fresh and new, and ready to work my behind off. I feel clean and ready to tackle another day.
Early morning, I wake up and sit up on my bed. The weather is cold outside. The marbles on the floor shoot cold bullets at me. I shiver. Gathering up the courage, I throw away my blankets and let my feet find the slippers on the foot of my bed. I stand up, stretch, grab my toiletries, and head to the toilet. And thus, the most important activity of my day begins.
I have to say that sharing the bathroom with around twenty more girls isn't pleasant. I run into them sometimes, I can't personalize the toilet, and sometimes, I have to encounter things I'd rather not. But, all in all, the toilet helps me get ready for the day.
As I enter the toilet, I see a small group of girls lazily brushing their teeth, their hair, and whatever else. Their eyes are barely open and they lean on the sink for support. But me, I am wide awake. I smile to myself as I see my tangled hair and weary face.
As one of the sinks is freed, I rush to claim it. Then, I dab some toothpaste on my toothbrush, hold it under the running water, and start brushing my teeth. I feel better already. And by then, I am used to the cold around me. I hold small conversations with my friends as I attempt to not drop the fuzzy, toothpaste and saliva mixture on my shirt.
After brushing my teeth, I wash my face. This has to be the best part of the activity because I feel like a new person afterwards! I mix the face wash with a little water and get the foamy effect. I rub it on my face gently and feel relaxed instantly. I wash my face with a lot of water and feel fresh and ready for the day.
Odd as it may seem, brushing and washing is something that holds lots of importance to me. It gets me ready for the day, fresh and new, and ready to work my behind off. I feel clean and ready to tackle another day.
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